Runaway

twenty five

Yes! You read correctly it's twenty five again... Life has been HECTIC and when I sat down to write Chapter Twenty Six (finally) I re-read twenty five and realised how lacklustre it was. I just HAD to add to it before I started twenty six.

And so, 1000 more words are here, the start is the same but if you've already read twenty five scroll through down and I've popped a marker where the new stuff begins!

twenty five

If I can't wake up why am I conscious? Not physically conscious but completely aware of what's going on. Is this part of the enchantment? Some insane torture method to drive me crazy?

I can't move, I can't speak, but I can listen and I can think. I need to think. I'm sick of this, tired of being in left in the dark about literally everything. How in the world do I have two mates? Why are my memories a blank space from before I was six? Since when do witches actually exist?

More and more questions continue to spin inside my head, and since I can't even speak how am I supposed to find any answers?

I want to scream, to yell, to growl. Where is my wolf? With every answer comes a million more questions.

What in the world happened to Theo?

This isn't how life should be, none of it. This is like some badly written novel where the author keeps getting sick of the characters.

Is there a point to this? To me?

Someone doesn't want me to remember my childhood they don't want me to remember who I used to be. Who that girl in the blue dress was.

All the anger and frustration I've felt over the past months starts to boil and I push every effort into moving, my fingers, my toes anything.

"Her finger just moved!" I hear Xavier yell, hope rising in his tone.

Within seconds a riot of feet enter the room as my body is prodded at, I start to gain feeling.

My fingers come first slowly they come back to me, moving up my arms and finally to my eyes.

"Isabelle, you're awake, thank the Moon Goddess." Xavier murmurs his eyes not leaving mine.

For a moment I want to melt to let him lull me with half truths, but I can't do it anymore. I need answers even if it kills me.

"Why do I have two mates?" I say my tone firm, not a stutter in sight.

Xavier on the other hand, his face grows pale. "Is this really the ti-."

"There will never be a good time for this Xavier, but if you don't give me answers I'm going to march out that door and find them myself." I say attempting to prop myself up, but ending up laying across my right arm.

Xavier looks at me, "fine but you are not going into another coma, so the minute you feel weak we're stopping this."

I open my mouth to protest but Xavier just shakes his head, "these are my terms."

I cross my arms weakly, "fine."

"Good, now that we're in agreement, I can begin." Xavier shuts his eyes for a moment biting his lip. "When you were young, a witch enchanted you. She did so to ensure two things, you would not remember before your 11th birthday and so you would believe Theodore to be your mate."

I feel my heart pounding Theo was part of the enchantment as well? Someone has bound my future ever since I was eleven.

"What this person didn't anticipate was for you to be my mate. Which was unfortunate for them since if it had been almost any other wolf they wouldn't of stood a chance against Theodore." Xavier cocks his head, "it's funny how the moon goddess made sure of that."