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.”

understanding, more so like it was

she said quietly. “I might not be related to her by blood but… every time I look

only blood family remaining. Didn’t that count for

made a priority. Did I resent her for that? I wasn’t sure. If I did, then I knew it was incredibly selfish of me to

that I made the right choice,” she continued,

She was happy that she chose her

“What…?”

and touched under my chin, lifting my

beautiful,” she said. “I can feel an aura of strength surrounding you, something that tells me

tears threatening to fall, holding my

to survive. Every single day was another

wolf. To not understand my ability, nor myself.

a mess. A danger to anyone

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 it.”

I might not be able to fix what is already done…,” she said, looking as if she was about 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. Firing it off without realising can be dangerous, especially when you’re quite gifted with it as you seem to

was just one problem of many

fixed that easily by just helping one thing. But I knew this would be a very petty reaction, one stemming purely out of my exhaustion

had said, she couldn’t fix the things already done. There was no point blaming her for everything that had

Two-Ch. # 42 wrong in my life.

just sighed, forcing myself to

I

be helped … yet

clearly picking up on just how tired I was. “I imagine your trip here was

an understatement,”

nodded in understanding. “I’ll prepare you a room. Tomorrow, I can help you with your

the last thing we discussed that

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

was hard to digest. A lot of revelations and discoveries. that I couldn’t

here with Myra and Clarissa, hiding myself

doubt in my mind that he had people out

predict the future. For now, I was here.

I always did these days. The very thing

of

the night

how dark it was outside. And, all the while I laid in bed, desperately trying to fall

in frustration. “Please… stop.”

wasn’t at home. Normally, I could have had a glass of something to soothe me, but

I tossed onto my side, trying to drown it out. But, in the end, it proved too much. Between the dull pain from a headache and the wolf crying, it really did feel like it was impossible to

air would be

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

the living room, my ears did pick up on one

snores

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 the lamp

looked… so young.

whilst awake. Just what did someone over a hundred years old even dream about anyway? So many things. must have happened,

her body slightly on the sofa, I seemed

she whispered. 2

even after all this time. I could only hope to be that important to someone one day.

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