Chapter 40
Naomi began stuttering but on seeing the spark of light and determination in her eyes, she didn’t know when she slowly nodded. After exchanging a long hug, Brittany left her to stroll slowly into the shower.
After a long shower, she dressed up and finally collapsed on her bed. She didn’t want to think about what happened tonight so she just slept off.
However her strange dreams would not let her be.
She dreamt of a woman. She was putting on a veil so she couldn’t quite see her face clearly. But the woman’s eyes were large and looked like she absorbed all the colors of the rainbow into them
On a magnificent throne, she occupied, a hair rich in the color of gold, specked with silver, flowed in waves to the ground. There was a crown of gold and stones of rubies and emeralds ardoning it which was placed on her head.
Her scarlet red gown was too bright, in contrast with her bright hair but the ball gown looked evidently beautiful and precious. It cascaded to the ground in waves of cardinal red sewer hem after hem to make it longer and fascinatingly astounding. A cherry red silk chiffon started from the waist line, ending at the ankles. It had wide bishop sleeves which ended at her thin wrists. The waist line of her gown was basque with a thick honey colored lace around it.
Wherever she was in was very quiet because even her fingers tapping slowly against the arm of her throne resounded in the room.
She was humming a very familiar song which she didn’t bother singing the lyrics of as she slowly kept tapping her fingers in tempo to the music. Her huge eyes was fixed somewhere like she was anticipating something to happen. The glowing necklace ardoning her long neck sparkled even in the darkness she was buried in.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew into the room, blowing her hair backwards. Yet she didn’t move even as the door shut behind him with a loud bang, metals clinking as the people outside locked the door.
His eyes were seethingly cold and still shone that ever never-dimming metallic jade dome color. His jaw was leaned back to his chest, his eyes buried in her hers as he slowly climbed the steps leading to her throne.
Soon the loud noise of a throne scraping backwards echoed in the room and soon, the woman in scarlet red ball gown was on the ground, her head bowed before the man.
“You still would not talk would you, Moana?” The man finally said, his lethal voice low and dangerous yet a tune of fine music to the woman’s ears as she ignored him.
He reached down and grabbed her face very roughly, raising it up so he could look into her eyes which held not an iota of guilt not fear for what she had done. It always riled him up that no matter what he did, she just never seemed to give up.
“Think of the liberty you could have, the happiness you could finally feel. Don’t you want that, My love p>
The man cursed when he felt her warm spittle travel down his nose trailing to his jaw.
His grip traveled down to her neck and she only smirked.
“The only liberty I could enjoy now is to die by your own hands, Jacob p>
“Very well. I’ve had enough of this anyways. I’m done playing nice. I’ve been very patient with you and to be frank, you haven’t showed effort in making it known how much you love me p>
Her legs began hanging on the air as he lifted her up from the ground. The walls, the confinement in which she was kept it shook as she hit the wall and fell heavily to the ground. Blood began gushing down her forehead but the pendant on her gold necklace began glowing and the wound sealed up almost immediately. She began chuckling, throwing back her head, a mad glint in her eyes.
The man huffing with inevitable anger and frustration in his eyes left the room, heart pounding in anger as he almost popped a vein.
Moana crawled up against the wall and hugged her kness to her chest, burying her face between them as she cried softly.
Naomi woke up, sitting up like she had been electrocuted when the last of her dreams visualized in her head.
She felt a wet sensation on her face and touched her cheeks only to realize she was crying as well.
It was morning. Talia was the first to wake up and after smiling at Nancy who was still deep asleep, she climbs out of the bed. Once she had washed her face and brushed her teeth, she grabbed a vase in the room along with one of her shoes.
Bursting through the doors, she starts banging loudly on the vase while screaming loudly.
“Hey everyone!!! Hey!! It’s 8:00am and I know we slept late but I have an important announcement to make!Everyone!” She ensured to pass by every door, not wanting to wake Nora up.
Before long, everyone on the guest floor all crowded the hallways, rubbing their eyes while some were grumbling and muttering something about today being stressful so they need their beauty sleep.
Soon Daniel and Dora came down together which was evident that they had slept together and Dora woke up to realize that Daniel had left her embrace last night to sleep on his bedroom couch.
She didn’t mind though.
“What’s all the yelling about.” When she came downstairs, she sees the source of the noise and her face darkened. “Oh my gosh. Daaaaad. Do you see the guts of this girl waking everyone up like some annoying fly p>
“Can you just put aside your grumbling and let’s at least call a truce this morning. It’s really important.” Talia cut in with an irritated look.
Dora just sighed and came downstairs with Daniel.
“Um…are we complete?” Talia asked, looking around.
Daniel for some reason hoped Naomi would be amongst them. But sadly she wasn’t there and he met with the cold Unblinking eyes of his cousins.
“What’s going on here Marcy exclaimed in surprise as she climbed downstairs with Nathan and Sarah by her side. “Did something happen p>
“I sure hope something did happen.” Alpha Koan bluntly said, glaring at Talia who wished this particular person didn’t join them. He was so cold, he made the early morning breeze feel chilly.
“The Shaman could have woken up to this ruckus. What exactly is it Talia?” Daniel asked and several pairs of eyes turned to her.
“Where’s Jephthah?” She whispered, her hands falling to her side as she counted them all.
John yawned like the others for the nth time.
“That one’s a deep sleeper. He could sleep through a storm or an earthquake even p>
“I’ll go wake him up Barton started but Talia dropped the things she held and put her hands infront of them all in a ’wait’ stance.
“I will wake him up. Just…don’t wake Nancy up yet. I’m coming.” With that, she ran towards Jephthah room.