Cinnyris

I'm here to destroy, then die.

I wake up only because I feel cold again. Apparently, Luke has left my side. I clench my teeth together and shiver real hard. "Lu-Luke!" I call for him. He rush out of the bathroom, his hair is still wet and he's, he's... Shirtless. I take a qick look at his, oh so perfectly built body but I control myself. I'm not blushing, not after what he did yesterday.

"You're pale." He murmurs then rest my frail body on his chest and envelopes me between his arms. Im damp, due to the contact, but i don't care. Heat radiats from his body and this, emptiness inside me, fades away. "I am always pale Luke." I say then roll my eyes.

"You said you have your secrets too. So I think you own me an explanation." I say, curiosity eating me from the inside.

He stares at me, looking uneasy. I angrily squint my eyes at him, demanding him to talk.
"I have to talk, right?" He asks.
"The glare goes on. I never said that I forgot what that French Alpha said. He sighs and I slightly growl, looks like we've switched places. He takes a deep breath in.

"When I was born, a witch, named Lavrah, gave me a gift, in order to make peace with my pack. She gave me the gift of the angels, to repair and guard. I always thought of it as a useless gift until my sixteenth birthday. Lavrah came back and said something, something I didn't understand until the day you came." He says with a loving smile. I can't help but slightly smile back at him. "What did she say?" I ever so curiously ask.

" What she said played in my head for days and will for the last day of my life.

'Your gift is not useless,It will save your life.

And you'll know how to use it, when your sun shine.

Your sun will cover it self, too weak to show it's light.

Because she received no gifts, only a curse that ruind her life.

And a small gift of mine she recived too, to save her life.

From Amarok's doom.

But she's got no real savior but you, So save your sun bird and you'll survive too.

Guard what brings light upon you.

warm her empty heart, from the deadly tune.

Casted upon her soul was nothing but hate

So save your sun with a touch and satisfy the fates.'

She said then left me clueless, until I saw you, my sun."

He says ever so gently and my heart skips a beat. "That's one of the reasons that explain why I'll never let you go, because she said that I can save you." He whispers gently. Well, that was something.
"You actually think you can but it's impossible. Amarok is the strongest of the witches, her curse is unstoppable Luke. It will happen, there is no way to stop it, this IS fate. That's why I want to leave, at least to be able to delay my death until Venice is old enough." I whisper. I'll make a life for her, I swear it. She might be alone but she'll be alright.

"Well that's my luck." I state bitterly, but with a smile. The contradiction chews at me quietly. Luke looks at, apparently shook, he tries to talk but the words won't escape his lips.

I run my fingers through his hair, the smile frozen on my face, maybe it'll make him feel a bit better. "But- but this is impossible." He mutters.
"This is not to be told to anyone, the only person who knows this other than you is Adam, and that because he eavesdropped on my parents, and that is how I figured it out for myself. I begged him and threatened him in all the ways possible so he could tell me. And three days later, he did." I say, babbling extra words when I saw how pained Luke's face is.

He must've been so sure that he could help me, so certain. And who's to blame him? A pretty witch came and and talked vain words into his young self.
He might've not totally believed her, but when I came and her words seemed to ring with truth. A weight was tossed off his shoulders, because, come on, it's a prophecy, they always come true . But she lied, and the fate he was so sure off collapsed, and no w here we are, drifting aimlessly to bad outcomes of all sorts. I hate witches. I hate them like I've never hated anything before, they can't all be bad, i know. But I'm too upset to care.

Luke looks at me, and I am lost in his eyes, silently watching this veins turn a bright shade of red, drawing maps in the white of his eyes, the turn glossy, and for a second I'm confused then, then...A tear escapes from his eyes. I watch it as it slip down his cheek and feel a dagger impaling my throat, going deeper as the tear runs down further. I furiously wipe it away then crash my lips into his. Our lips move in sync and I could feel the rush of energy running through my viens, but I hold it back for as long as I can, then when it is too strong for me to hold, I back away, locking my eyes with his. My hands wrap around his neck and I tug him closer, resting his forhead against mine. I smile to him again, forcing it to look real, and he warily smiles back.
"Hey, where is my strong unbreakable Alpha?" I softly ask. He wraps his hands around my waist and tugs me to him, his entire body touching mine. I instantly lose the tension that seeped into my muscles.

"You will make it Cinnyris, I promise." He whispers. I slightly shake my head then smile, pained. "Maybe I will, Luke, maybe I will."

But I know I will never will. I'm here to destroy, then die.

Hey! I decided to update quickly. I'm sorry that the chapter's too short. The next chapter is coming out as soon as possible. So until then.

~Sun-Bird.