A Gift from the Goddess

Chapter 151

Book Two – Ch.# 42

“You know me?” I asked, surprised.

She’d somehow known my name and implied we’d met already once before. Had we been childhood friends maybe? But that would have been back when I was five years old, her maybe even younger than me. That would be such a long time ago to recall.

Despite this though… I had a nagging in my head as if I’d heard her name recently. Somewhere I couldn’t quite place… At Ashwood perhaps? No… that didn’t seem right.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to think on it for long though.

At my question, Clarissa instantly looked even less enthused, her eyes narrowing slightly.

“…What kind of dumb question is that?” she replied curtly.

“Clarissa!” Myra snapped. “Where are your manners? Apologise. Right now.”

“But, Myra…,” she whined. “It’s not-.”

However, Clarissa wasn’t able to finish her sentence, another coughing fit wracking through her chest.

“…Stupid girl,” Myra sighed, walking over to her bedside.

She wrapped the tiny girl back in her blanket and forced her to lie down once more.

“Rest… you can talk later when you’re feeling stronger,” Myra said. “You won’t do yourself any favours by pushing yourself.”

“But I’m not feeling that b-.”

Assumedly, the new fit of coughing contradicted whatever she was about to say.

“Rest,” Myra ordered.

And all I could hear was mumbling complaints from the bedsheets as I was ushered back outside the room.

“Sorry about her. She can be a bit… blunt sometimes. Thinks she always knows better than everyone else.”

“It’s fine. No offence taken,” I said, waving off the apology. “I am curious though… would it be okay to tell me what’s wrong with her?”

Myra’s face then grew serious, her eyes casting down.

“I wish I knew…,” she said slowly. “She’s been prone to sickness ever since I found her. Over the years it got progressively worse, though it was still manageable. But then, one day, it was as if she suddenly couldn’t get out of bed at all anymore. Like a switch overnight. She was still mostly okay one day… and then the next she became what you see now. The poor thing….”

Since Myra found her…? So, that meant…..

“You couldn’t keep looking for me all those years ago… because you had to take care of Clarissa,” I stated, putting the pieces together.

Myra became quiet and, after a moment had passed, reluctantly nodded her head.

“…You had to choose between us.”

“I couldn’t drag a four year old around, especially whilst we were being hunted,” she explained. “And Clarissa isn’t like you… her appearance wouldn’t pass as normal as I knew yours would be able to. Then adding into the mix that she was sick as well….? It meant I would be endangering her life for the small chance that I would be able to find you. A chance that felt slimmer than finding a needle in a haystack.”

“…Clarissa needed you more.”

didn’t say it with a tone of understanding, more so like it was

might not be related to her by blood but… every time I look at her… it’s like I can see my

I’d had as well, my only

how I’d had to suffer growing up because Clarissa was made a priority. Did I resent her for that? I wasn’t sure. If I did, then I knew

she continued, looking back towards me. “It’s a relief to

happy that she chose

“What…?”

closer and touched under my

“I can feel an aura of strength surrounding you, something that tells me you were more than capable of looking

back at the tears threatening to

I’d had to in order to survive. Every single day was another trial, another test… another assignment.

to have no control over my wolf. To not understand my ability, nor myself. To be unworthy of

a mess. A danger to

“I wouldn’t praise me for anything. My upbringing was incredibly challenging, one where I had to do terrible things… a basis for many of the issues I’m still battling to this day. I have almost no control over any of

to cry herself. “But I can perhaps help you with what I can. Like for example, your ability… It’s important that you learn how to keep that in check.

problem of

But I knew this would be a very petty reaction, one stemming purely out of my exhaustion

fix the things already done. There was no point blaming her

wrong in my life.

just sighed, forcing myself

appreciate that,” I

was able to be helped … yet what felt like a million

how tired I was. “I imagine your trip here was probably not easy.”

an understatement,”

you a room. Tomorrow, I can help you with your

that was the last thing we discussed that

found myself in a strange room, staring up at the ceiling as I waited for

much information thrown at me, most of which was hard to digest. A lot of revelations and discoveries. that I couldn’t make up even if I tried. A part of me still

I stay here with Myra and Clarissa, hiding

no doubt in my mind that he had people out there trying to find me

and I couldn’t predict the future. For now, I was here. That was all that

same thing I always did these days. The very thing that

dreamt of

the night when I awoke.

outside. And, all the while I laid in bed, desperately trying to fall back to sleep,

groaned in frustration. “Please…

easy to deal with now I wasn’t at home. Normally, I could have had a glass of something to soothe

the dull pain from a headache and the wolf crying, it really did feel like it was

some fresh air would be

my way out of the room, heading back to where I remembered the front door. As I walked, I noticed how there was something about being here that seemed so eerie. Like an unnatural silence about it. Though I suppose that was due to being

the living room, my ears did pick up on one

quiet snores coming from the sofa.

as I could, I inspected the source of the noise and found Myra had fallen asleep there. With a book in hand, her body was curled up comfortably, looking as if she’d passed out even before turning off

so young.

a peacefulness about her that erased the signs of pain she carried whilst awake. Just what did someone over a hundred years old even dream about anyway?

her body slightly on the

she whispered. 2

her, able to still consume her thoughts even after all this time. I could only hope to be that important to

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