Chapter 18: Your Past Defines You

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Lorie's pov

"You know, I know this may not be the best time, but can we talk about what happened today?" he started, quickly becoming defensive once he saw the look on my face, "I'm sorry! You don't have to tell me if you aren't comfortable. I know, I'm such an ass. I shouldn't have brought this up now. Or even today. I don't know. I just, well..." I could feel my heart racing in the silence following Eric's rambles.

I couldn't help the face I made at him. It was instinctual. My brain felt fried. Like I was working on some complex math problem for hours. When in reality, that simple question just brought back so many emotions. And memories.

I sat up straight, tightening my thighs around the body beneath me so I could lift myself hands-free. Using one of the elastics on my wrist, I loosely put my hair in a bun. The long strands were finding a resting place in my cleavage; the hair getting caught in my bra as I moved into my new position. I really don't need that as a distraction while I'm reliving my pain.

I rubbed my clammy hands against Eric's naked chest, not only to calm myself but memorize the feel of his smooth body. Who knows what will happen when he learns the truth? I hope he wouldn't leave me, but I could understand if my baby needed space. My past is a nightmare of a tale. One in which I came out on top. Yet...

A shiver ran through me leaving me frozen in its wake. When my eyes began to burn from their unwavering stare, they closed on their own accord.

"Lorie," a beautiful voice called out to me, feeling like a whisper across my skin. Grabbing hold of both of my wrists, Eric joined me by sitting up. I made sure not to move as he got us in a comfortable resting position.

With my head pressed against him, the thumping of his heartbeat gave me strength.

I would never be okay telling this story. Especially when I have never been fully honest with anyone ever since my parents were killed. But Eric is my mate. He's my best friend. I will not let my past stop me from loving this man. I won't.

"I can't look at you. I love you with all my heart, but I just can't. I have only told a few select people this story, and you will be the only soul who will know the entirety of it. I trust you with everything I have, I'm just terrified that when you realize who I truly am you'll regret ever meeting me. Our bond is strong already, but there is so much you don't know," I spoke softly, placing a hand on Eric's chest when I felt his heartbeat increase, "Please don't say anything until I'm finished, okay? I just want to get this off of my chest and be completely open with you. And no matter how you take it. No matter how you look at me after. No matter what you think of me. I will always love you. I will always support you. You have my heart and only you."

Eric's chest puffed as I heard him inhale a shaky breath. Without a word, I knew I had his full attention and I mentally prepared myself for the information I was about to spill.

I don't remember ever feeling so conflicted.

I have always gone with my gut. She has never steered me on the wrong path. But now, while my insides felt like they were given a nice stir, I knew it was now or never.

With a rueful sigh I entered the dark place in my mind, fighting to stay coherent.

~ 8 Years Ago ~

A never-ending cloud covered our beautiful castle. My beautiful home was shrouded by darkness. I knew today would be the day.

The day we fight.

It was only nine in the morning, yet in the four hours I've been awake, I could hear the commotion coming from all around me.

Thousands of people. All in unison.

We had been preparing for wars since I can remember. I knew the training Mama and Tata gave me would come in handy. I may be 11, but I know what I am capable of. No matter what hits us, we must protect our people. Under no circumstances do we back down. Our royal blood not only gives us the responsibility but the power to do so as well.

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