Not His'

Chapter Five

3rd Person POV:

High up on the horizon is the heavenly tower. The land it planted on floated amongst the surface as the trees and flowers grew healthily as they please. It wasn't only a tower, hence down the floating land is a large round green house that is full of moon flowers in genuine colors.

In the middle sat a water fountain that spurts out sparkling water, but if a person could stoop down closer as curiosity can eats him up, he will find the power of the divine.

Putting aside the magnificent sight is a 14 year-old girl walking in bare foot among her garden. Her pale blonde hair brushed up until her waist and her pure white dress swayed at the fresh breeze that managed to enter the green house.

A glowing butterfly approached her side and landed on her shoulder. She tilted her head towards the butterfly–as if listening intently to it. Moments later she looked at the butterfly with an amused expression and the butterfly flew away from her.

"so...that person interfered my people's fate, again" she looked out in the open and the book from the shelves of the library up in the tower flew to her grasp. Along with a pen, she opened the book and revealed a page that was written in black ink. She lightly frowned as she went back to the pages that were written with golden ink.

She sat on an elegantly carved marble bench along with a small round table. She pouted on the black-inked page and sighed. "...but I hate it when things get more complicated!" she whined and flopped down the table.

"should I really do this?" she asked rather to herself as the glowing butterflies flew to her side and some even landed on the blank page waiting to be filled. "...welp, here goes nothing!" and she wrote the first stroke.

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Petróva's POV:

A couple weeks had passed and everything is still the same. The band plays on the street, young ones play among the wild bores, mothers would wake up early to cook dinner and sleep late to amend the needs of her family and the fathers would come home exhausted but ready to spread love to his family.

It had been also weeks that I sarted to read Rhei's books and surprisingly I am almost through the book. Every morning, I would see mother down in the kitchen with Mrs. McGregory cooking for the Alpha's son's lunch after their vigorous training. The Alpha decided to convince Felisha's pack to move here in Zuckerberg and start a new life so he encouraged his sons to train hard for them to be ready for whatever is waiting for them up ahead.

I would skipped down the stairs and skillfully pluck out a fleshly baked cupcakes covered in vanilla frosting out of the basket and run outside the town to meet Rhei but this time it was different. After I took a bite on the freshly bake cookie my mother asked, "where are you going dear?"

"outside town? To Rhei's?" I answered as my mouth is still occupied with munching the yummy cookie. Curiosity hits me as I looked around the kitchen. There was no sign of Mrs. McGregory or her freshly bake cupcakes. I turned to mom as I plucked out a cookie on the plate" where's Mrs. McGregory? "

" that's the thing my dear, uh...supposed to be, after your transition, you will recieve your role in the town. But when you fell ill, your Calling got delayed. But now as you can see, you are happy, healthy...and..."she trailed as she eyed me up and down with my muddy frock that I wore yesterday–save water.

"reckless...as before, I just thought that maybe you could take your Calling now?" she finishes as I sat on the wooden island kitchen.

"what is it?"

"oh! To bring the Froyè brothers their lunch" she said hurriedly but I managed to understand. I was shocked as if I learned the news that I was adopted that I dropped the third cookie my stomach attempted to devour.