A Gift from the Goddess

Chapter 119

Book Two – Ch.# 11 

“You were never meant to grow up in a city like this. Our kind stays together for a reason.” I could hear what Kieran was saying, but I was struggling to fully grasp it.

‘Not human.’

‘Our kind’.

‘Werewolf’.

The words kept swimming around in my head. An explanation that seemed too impossible to believe. And yet, at the same time, what he was saying somehow made sense.

He was right. I wasn’t human. A part of me had always known that, dating back to when I was a child. I was never like the other kids at the house. Turning eighteen had just manifested that part of me in the form of a beast.

So… was this what had been missing then?

I was a werewolf? Like in those scary stories?

Like… in those *monster* movies…?

“…How do I make it go away?” I asked after a few moments, my voice barely louder than a whisper. “How do I stop being… a werewolf? To be normal?”

“Raven… it’s a part of who you are. There isn’t any way to remove it.”

“But I don’t want to live with this burden of losing control at any moment,” I argued. “I can’t afford to have slips when things go wrong, or have this constantly interfering with every little thing I do. I’m living in a nightmare every time I lapse.”

He took another few cautious steps towards me but I didn’t back away this time. With every word he spoke, my resolve to push him away faded a little bit more. It was as though his presence had a soothing effect on me and I couldn’t deny that I needed that right now.

“…It doesn’t have to be a curse,” he said slowly. “I can help you manage it. You didn’t grow up learning about the things you needed to… but I can teach you. It’s not too late.”

He held out a hand to me, as if inviting me to take it. Offering me something that no one else had ever before; A chance to live my life without fear.

…But what would it cost me?

“I just need you to trust me, Raven,” he said, making my gaze shift from his hand to his eyes

Familiar. There was familiarity when I looked at him, the same feeling I’d experienced when I first met him. As if I’d always known him. Whatever this reaction to him was, it was strong enough to sway every behaviour in my life.

If I believed him and accepted that this influence wasn’t due to foul intervention, then did that mean that my body had been telling me to trust him this whole time? That it was recognising

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in him the same condition I was born with? Was that just a normal connection between what we were?

to someone was dangerous. Especially someone who I was meant to have investigated and then disappeared

as upset if I continued to fail because of what

been the only ‘solutions’ given to me up until now. Solutions that

was offering me a way to take back control despite that very issue plaguing me. A way to learn how to harness it

carefully, taking a slow step towards him. “And the sickness? Will I stop wanting to

been fighting against yourself too much. The more you try to stop the shift from happening, the more painful and uncontrollable the whole process is. I can walk you through it and help you so that it won’t happen.” He sounded so genuine that I wanted to believe him. In fact, it was increasingly becoming harder to deny those feelings inside, the ones urging me to just run to him already. But it was those

burn a little. I was used to faking romantic interest in people, but this

“The sparks?” he clarified.

“So, if you really didn’t drug me, then is this a normal thing between our kind? Is that how you recognise others who are the

it was his turn to

well, no, not exactly… that’s a bit of a complicated question,” he fumbled as he looked

met. I needed to know if there was a way to manage this too so I could stop becoming so overwhelmed. “Is there a way to make it stop?” I pressed when he still

Oh.

to my own, a look on his face that I was struggling to decipher. It was serious… but there was

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chest, the question

ever felt before, a gravitation pull around him that was so hard to ignore. Was he also feeling the same thing I was? I couldn’t be the only one who found this frustrating But then another question came to mind, taking me by surprise. …Did

“…Raven?”

get over it,

but I wasn’t able to focus. “You’re

a basement. My body was worn out and

 

out of the way so he could lift my face up

seconds, I felt as the burning started to ease, and I shakily exhaled in

stress, confusion and confliction.

Oh shit.

completely forgotten about Noah in the

failing to hide the slight falter in my tone. “But I need to leave. I have someone waiting for me. Before I go though… I just need

scent and warmth were already far too tempting. “I ah… I need to know how to shut out the voices,” I said. “I can’t seem to go through with what I need

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immediately. “Sorry… I have to take this…,” I said turning around, and proceeded to hit the answer’ button. “Hello? Rae?” the voice on the other end asked. Clearing my throat, I tried to sound as natural as possible. “Hi, Zac.” “The boss said you had a

strange. He was meant to be cleaning up a dead body by now. A body that was still very

…Fuck.

me. “The client wasn’t home so I said I’d come back later.

“What? Rae, I thought—.”

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