Chapter 38: Chapter 38
NOTE: THIS STORY WILL BE FROM THE THIRD PERON POINT OF VIEW.
A girl is seen holding a kite,
"Dad, the mom, see my flying kite." A girl said talking to two elders who seem like her parents. Obviously.
y, that's my baby girl." The man said while he carried her.
"Mom, I am so hungry right now." She said in her five years old accent.
"Okay, baby girl, let's go." The woman said picking things from the floor.
The memory fades......
"Oh, baby girl, what have you been doing?" The man said kissing her forehead.
"I have been playing hide and seek with Xander and Nicole." The six years old Ciara said.
"So playful." The man who is supposedly her father pinched her fluffy cheek a little.
"Ouch, that hurts." The girl said while the man just smiled.
The memory fades.....
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you Ciara, happy birthday to you." Several voices sang in unison. All she did was just smile.
"Close your eyes, darling, papa wants to give you your birthday gift." A masculine voice said.
Then she closed her eyes, awaiting whatever surprise her dad had.
"You can open it now." Her dad said after some minutes of making sure she was not peeping.
"Tada." Her parents said holding a goose necklace.
She smiled and her dad locked the necklace on her neck.
"So pretty." Her mom said.
Memory fades.........
"Xander, take Nicole and Ciara, run as after as you can, do not look back." The alpha said.
"No, daddy no, I don't want to go without you." Xander holding onto his dad.
"Xander you have to go now, there is not much time again." The luna shouted.
"Dad, mom, please come back home," Ciara said.
"We will, baby girl, now run as fast as you can." Her dad urged her.
As they took to their heels and ran as far as possible, standing some meters away, they heard a scream and everything went dead. They lost them.
"Dad, mom!!!!!!." Ciara screamed. Instead, Xander held her tight and they started running to the packhouse.
All Ciara could do was look back to see if her parents were going to come but no, it never happened.
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"Why is this place so dark?" She thought as she tried opening her eyes but closed them back immediately due to how bright the place was.
*Where am I?*
*Am I dead?*
These were the thoughts infiltrating her mind.
She tried opening her eyes again, the bright light made her close it back abruptly. She was finding it hard to open them, yeah, she was finding it hard to adjust to the bright light.
Since when has she been in the dark that she could not open her eyes now? Maybe a decade or even some years. Who knows.
She opened them slowly.... Ever slowly until she opened them halfway.
All she saw was a cream-colored ceiling just above her and the bright ray of light from the sun piercing its way through the window. She opened her eyes completely and tried using her hands to cover her face from the light but her hands felt heavy.
She tried again but failed. She closed her eyes and opened it again. Then she slightly forced herself to lift her hands, taking her right hand slowly, it falls back to the bed. She tried again, the same thing happened. Then lastly, she tried, it hurts but all she wanted to do was shade her face from the bright light so she could see her environment.
She tried sitting upright but could not, she tried again. Gosh. Her back hurts so much.
What happened to her?
As she sat down properly, she felt some bones breaking or rather straighten up. She looked around taking note of her surrounding.
She was in a very big room, like a royalty's room. Everything was properly placed where they belong to. Her body hurts so much.
Stand up? Is it possible?
She tried doing as her subconscious mind suggested. Before she could take a foot forward, she collapsed on the floor. Then she blacked out.
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After a while, she woke up to still meet herself on the floor.
She stood up gently so as not to feel so much pain even though she still felt the pain slightly. Taking her steps gently, she went over to the window to see how colorful the place was. Just like a palace or rather a coven.
"Oh, you are awake, dog." A voice caught her unawares making her jump up in fear, then she whipped her head in a flash to see a lady appeared in her 40s with emerald green eyes, long black hair, and most importantly she was wearing a long cloak over her ball-like gown.
"Dog!!!" She thought.
"After you are done, take this herb and drink." The woman said and exited the room.
"Do they also give people herb in the afterlife?" She thought as she staggered to the place where the drink was placed. She brought the cup close to her mouth. Eww!. It doesn't smell nice. She closed her eyes gland gulped it down in seconds. So bitter.
She turned to the mirror that was placed at the corner of the room.
She saw a lady covered with bruises all over her face and body. She raised her hands to touch it. Ouch! It hurts.