22. That F.A.B (Edited)

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Valen's POV
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The following evening, I stood in Sebastian's foyer with my father as he ignores Sebastian and his Coven, my father held me in his arms tightly, like he wanted to keep me there forever, he kissed me on my forehead then said, "I'll come back for you and the boys when it's safe, Princess." 

I looked up at my father within the circle of his comforting arms asking, "How long?"

Smiling sadly, he replies, "How ever long it takes to keep you safe, until we can move you back to our pack lands."

"What about my mum? Aunty Liz is going to tell her what's going on and shits gonna hit the fan." I say worriedly.

He flattens his mouth, an angry and determined glint entering his eyes, "We'll cross that bridge when we get to it, Princess. Your Grandmother has a lot to answer for." 

I nod my head before hugging him one more time and then bid him farewell the way that Mikaera and I do. "You are my home." 

My fathers sad smile brightens immediately in surprise as he replies, "You are my safe - Mikaera taught you?."

I chuckled lightly as I nod, "Yeah, when we were little.  On one of his visits, he all of a sudden sprung it on me when he was leaving to go back home.  I remember him saying, home is where the heart is, where you will always be safe. You are my home and no matter how far apart we are, how long we are apart for and no matter what happens, your heart will always be safe with me.  Then he asked me, do you feel the same?  I really wanted someone to be my home and keep me safe because of..." I look down remembering how the sexual abuse had started that same year and all I wanted was someone to love me enough to keep me safe, "...any way, I told him that if I was his home and his safe then he can be my home and my safe." 

I finished telling him my story while keeping my eyes on his chest, trying hard not to let a tear fall in front of Sebastian and his people.  I look up when my father doesn't reply and just catch the look of pure agony on his face, had he caught what I was thinking about some how?  Or maybe he was locked in his own guilt and misery over the things that happened to me in my past?  I don't think I will ever know, because I'm not brave enough to ask him, I watched fascinated as he then he schools his features into a calm facade.

"I'm glad your brother taught you. Your great grandfather started HOME SAFE after he lost his only daughter, my sister for the very reasons that Mikaera told you.  My father taught it to me and I taught it to Mikaera and your sister Manaia then Mikaera taught it to you, it's a family thing we do, so it must have been the year he found out about his connection to you" he says proudly.

I'm not sure exactly how to feel about that, but I smile for my father's benefit and kiss his cheek before he walks to the door and turns the handle.  He looks back at me and says, "Learn hard little Princess, I love you."

I wipe a tear that tracks down my cheek before saying, "I will daddy, I love you too."

That was almost three and a half weeks ago, and since then Brody, Mikaera and curiously Kaiah has come to stay with me in Sebastian's home along with some of his Coven members. Once you get passed the slightly off-putting burnt smell that clings to them, his members are quite nice.

Sebastian's Coven is called Coven Onoscobus, isn't that wild?  Well, I think it is any way.

I've spoken to a lot of them, but generally speaking the boys and I keep to ourselves, only really in the company of Sebastian and his Leading 3, who I must admit are really interesting characters. 

For Vampire's that is, and I count it as a bonus that none of them have tried to nibble on our necks or take our blood.

Besides all of that, being here has given Mikaera and I the opportunity to form a bond that is more than just friendship, it helps that I always thought of him as my unofficial brother, making it easier for me to think of him as my actual brother.  He tells me that because he has known for a very long time that I am his older sister, it's easier for him to openly tell people how much I mean to him. 

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