Yes! You read correctly it's twenty five again... Life has been HECTIC and when I sat down to write Chapter Twenty Six (finally) I re-read twenty five and realised how lacklustre it was. I just HAD to add to it before I started twenty six.
And so, 1000 more words are here, the start is the same but if you've already read twenty five scroll through down and I've popped a marker where the new stuff begins!
twenty five
If I can't wake up why am I conscious? Not physically conscious but completely aware of what's going on. Is this part of the enchantment? Some insane torture method to drive me crazy?
I can't move, I can't speak, but I can listen and I can think. I need to think. I'm sick of this, tired of being in left in the dark about literally everything. How in the world do I have two mates? Why are my memories a blank space from before I was six? Since when do witches actually exist?
More and more questions continue to spin inside my head, and since I can't even speak how am I supposed to find any answers?
I want to scream, to yell, to growl. Where is my wolf? With every answer comes a million more questions.
What in the world happened to Theo?
This isn't how life should be, none of it. This is like some badly written novel where the author keeps getting sick of the characters.
Is there a point to this? To me?
Someone doesn't want me to remember my childhood they don't want me to remember who I used to be. Who that girl in the blue dress was.
All the anger and frustration I've felt over the past months starts to boil and I push every effort into moving, my fingers, my toes anything.
"Her finger just moved!" I hear Xavier yell, hope rising in his tone.
Within seconds a riot of feet enter the room as my body is prodded at, I start to gain feeling.
My fingers come first slowly they come back to me, moving up my arms and finally to my eyes.
"Isabelle, you're awake, thank the Moon Goddess." Xavier murmurs his eyes not leaving mine.
For a moment I want to melt to let him lull me with half truths, but I can't do it anymore. I need answers even if it kills me.
"Why do I have two mates?" I say my tone firm, not a stutter in sight.
Xavier on the other hand, his face grows pale. "Is this really the ti-."
"There will never be a good time for this Xavier, but if you don't give me answers I'm going to march out that door and find them myself." I say attempting to prop myself up, but ending up laying across my right arm.
Xavier looks at me, "fine but you are not going into another coma, so the minute you feel weak we're stopping this."
I open my mouth to protest but Xavier just shakes his head, "these are my terms."
I cross my arms weakly, "fine."
"Good, now that we're in agreement, I can begin." Xavier shuts his eyes for a moment biting his lip. "When you were young, a witch enchanted you. She did so to ensure two things, you would not remember before your 11th birthday and so you would believe Theodore to be your mate."
I feel my heart pounding Theo was part of the enchantment as well? Someone has bound my future ever since I was eleven.
"What this person didn't anticipate was for you to be my mate. Which was unfortunate for them since if it had been almost any other wolf they wouldn't of stood a chance against Theodore." Xavier cocks his head, "it's funny how the moon goddess made sure of that."
"Xavier," I say trying to raise my arm but failing. I might have feeling in my body but I can still barely move. I just end up flopping all over the place like a rag doll.
"Someone just really wanted you to be Theodore's mate." Xavier finishes with a sigh.
For the first time since I woke up, I look at Xavier, really look. His eyes are tired, reduced to a hollow green. His hair an oily mess and his face unshaven.
"That doesn't make any sense." I whisper, "my parents were never going to let me escape. How would I even become Theo's mate?"
"Isabelle how did you escape?"
I freeze, Xavier's words force the truth. My mother, she's the reason I escaped. The reason I even considered leaving. The wolves, forcing me onto Theo's territory. Everything clicks.
"Xavier. What the hell is going on?!" I scream my eyes darting from each corner of the room. Who's doing this to me? What in the world does one girl do to deserve this life?
I squeeze my eyes shut tears running down my face.
"This isn't fair."
"This isn't fair."
"This isn't fair."
"This isn't fair."
"This isn't fair."
I whisper over and over my body trembling.
My whole life I haven't made one decision for myself. Escaping, Theo then Xavier none of it.
Why? Because I'm a true Luna. Well they're wrong about me. I don't have a special gift, I don't even a wolf.
Whoever is doing this to me needs to stop, I'm nothing special. The sooner they realise that the sooner I can get away from all of this.
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"Belle?" Xavier's voice is gentle, "I know this whole thing must be a shock for you. But I promise I'm going to get to the bottom of this, figure everything out."
I feel his hand on my leg, even with the lightest of grip I flinch away.
No. I can't keep running away and flinching every time someone moves. Slowly I uncurl myself, still shaking my eyes meet Xavier's. "I h-have another question."
I can see the hesitation in his eyes, Xavier's exhausted and I know he needs rest but I need answers. I'm not backing down. For a moment we're locked in silent stares before Xavier drops his gaze, sighing, "what is it?"
"H-how did you get to be in the Werewolf Committee?" I say ever since Xavier has told me about it I had been curious. Always too afraid to ask, but I don't have much to lose at this point.
I can see the shock in his eyes, he had been expecting me to ask about myself, not him I guess. "I m-mean h-how did they f-find you?" I re-phrase that's what Xavier had said when we first met. Members of the Werewolf Committee were selected by the elders right? Found and tested.
"It's a bit different for me." Xavier admits looking straight at me an odd look gracing his face, "As the head of the Weresile you don't exactly get selected." I watch Xavier shuffle his feet eyes glued to the floor.
"What d-do you m-mean?"
"The head of the Weresile is a position that must be won. A competition is held that brings together werewolves from all over the world." I stare at Xavier, eyes wide. How had I never heard of this? Surely there would've been whispers at school?
"S-so you won?" I say with a guess.
"Yes, I did." Xavier's says his voice devoid of emotion.
"What happens in the competition?" I ask. I had expected Xavier to say he was selected through an interview process or something. Yet the idea of a competition is even more intriguing. It reminds me about how Roman Gladiators used to fight for glory and power.
Xavier hesitates, his eyes searching mine. "Isabelle, I want you to know that I will never hurt you, no matter what. I will never lay a hand on you." His voice is a whisper and I have to strain my ears just to hear him.
"O-okay?" I respond confused with the sudden topic change.
I watch Xavier's chest rise and fall, his eyes are shut and then he begins. "The competition to be leader of the Weresile is known as the A/N: I can't think of a name, comment below any suggestions please!!, it's set up to test every aspect of a werewolf. Physically, mentally and everything in between the position as head of the Weresile is difficult to say the least and the elders need to ensure that the leader is inherently good but able to make sacrifices. Most importantly they need to put the supernatural order above anything else."
I fiddle with the blanket, the word inherently good, ringing in my mind. Does that mean Xavier is inherently good? Good enough to be trusted?
"The competition is set up in levels, they start with physical fights which culls the numbers down to half. After that the mind games begin, they have all sorts of challenges each designed to test different aspects of the competitors. Ensuring whoever wins will be a great Head. Things like, leadership, quick-thinking, intelligence, diligence, courage, are non-negotiables."
Xavier moves to sit on the edge of my bed, gently lowering himself down his eyes meet mine. "During the competition all the competitors are kept separately and in isolation. We are all given one mentor and that's it, the only person we have contact with. The final round is one that is meant to test everything within us." Xavier's voice is a whisper, I watch him raise his hand to his heart and let it fall again.
"O-oh wow." I murmur looking at Xavier in awe, he beat out the best werewolves in the world for that title. No wonder Theo ran.
We sit in silence for a while neither of us moving. "I should go," Xavier says suddenly standing up, a wave of sadness washes over me. Even if we aren't talking his presence is calming, I feel safe. Apparently my face said the same thing, I see a regretful look pass over Xavier, "I promise I'll be back but I have some things I need to do."
I nod in response not wanting to stutter again in front of him. Get a grip Isabelle.
Watching Xavier walk out my heart drops, he's really going. I move around re-arranging my pillows allowing myself to lie back down.
I wonder what happened to everyone else who competed for head of the Weresile? Xavier never mentioned them.
Without Xavier watching me I feel myself relax a little, it's crazy to think the turn my life has taken in the past few months. It's hard to know what to do now and who to trust. Maybe I would be more inclined to stay with Xavier had he been the first mate I ran into, but somehow after everything with Theo it still feels off. Like there's this gargantuan piece of information I'm missing.
I shut my eyes, as much as I feel safe with Xavier I can't stay here. I'm putting the whole committee in jeopardy with the amount of people looking for me.
The idea of running away yet again, manages to frighten and excite me, I've never been on my own before. Never been able to make my own decisions and just feel free. This time running away will be on my terms and so will where I end up.
The dust begins to settle, I've made my choice. After Xavier finds the witch my life is tied to and figures out how to severe that. I'm leaving.
I need time on my own to be alone and figure out what the hell is going on in my life. People talk about divine intervention by the Moon Goddess but clearly someone down here is messing with me and I need to find out who without dragging anyone else into my mess.
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Hope you all enjoyed the new part :)
I have started twenty six and it'll be up before Sunday!
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