He Who Is Mine BxB [No Longer On Hold]

Chapter 20 Love Can Conquer All

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Chapter 20 Love Can Conquer All

The voice carressed my ears in pain with its song as if it wants me to be in pain as well.

Its cry from birth was never heard,

A sense of broken and loss,

Its emotions have always been deterred,

Its only hope of love and care,

Were destroyed as he lay his cuts and bruises bare,

His mate for life was never there,

He was given up when he was only three,

Cut off from his family's tree,

Alas his mate is gone,

So his soul will never be free.

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There was a familiar feeling in this wide space. When I opened my eyes I looked through the eyes of someone else. His memories flooded my mind in a tidal wave. So powerful I was left gasping for air. As the darkness over took my senses I couldn't help but feel the overwhelming gap forming in my soul.

"PAST LIFE Jarice POV"

I grew up in a house where being knowledgeable and loved was a curse. My father despised me too much because he said I reminded him of my mother. My big doe eyes were too much for his soul to bare. My red hair was always a reminder how my younger sister died, or how my smile reminded him too much of my eldest brother before he died in the Corinthian war, the war had been against a group of Sirens who called us the land walkers.

My eyes never saw a day where there was not a bruised body and bloodied face. And when they did they were always reflecting fear. Like a deer caught in headlights I would freeze up at my father's words. The names like animal and it should have been me who should've died hurt my very core. We lived in a little cottage up in the mountains close to the shadow forest in the awakened world.

I never knew what I was meant to be or what I was supposed to do. My heart would always ache for the love of another. That is until I was abandoned at age three and traded for another. I thought this family was better than with my own father but I was only fooling myself. Everyday was torture, I was called a fool because I was unable to do magic. Even my test to become a Chimera were inconclusive.

This brought on a rage from my so called parents and a life in cages. One by one each family sold me to another expecting me to exceed their expectations, but I failed each and every one of them. One day when I reached the age of 14 I discovered my powers. I was a late bloomer in this beginning society.

I was so happy I thought about how I was no longer an outcast to the world. I ran home proud of myself only to discover the people I had been staying with had left the house with no trace as to where they went. On my own I tried to survive, days became weeks, weeks became years, and it was not soon after that decades followed.

No longer did wet tears flow against my olive skin, only dry tears followed. I remember dreaming about how my mate would find me one day and take me to his castle, but those dreams quickly diminished over the years. I learned to master my power after leaving the town behind. I learned that I had multiple abilities. Yet the hole in my heart was so infinite that it threatened to overtake my being with every passing moon.