Strings of Fate

4- Slippers and surprises

I wake to a loud banging sound. It takes me a moment to realise it is someone knocking really, really loudly on my front door.

I groan and pick up my phone to check the time. Eight twenty–two AM. Who could possibly be visiting me?

Maggie should be at the markets right now and Logan on his way to school, besides, neither of them would ever knock so… aggressively.

I force myself to climb out from under my covers and shiver as the cool morning air hits me. I glance in the mirror as I pass it and realise my ponytail from the night before has twisted and now sits awkwardly on one side of my head with half my hair pulled loose in a weird loop. I pull the tie from my hair and slip it over my wrist. The banging continues.

“I’m COMING, chill out already would you.” I grumble. Oddly enough the banging does actually stop. Whoever is on the other side of the door clearly has great hearing if they heard what I just said. That or they gave up on me answering and went home. I hope for the latter because I really want to just go back to bed.

I shuffle to the door and swing it open. My actions might seem a little reckless, I probably should have glanced through the window to see who it was at least before answering. But I am tired and not awake enough to consider things like my own safety.

In fact I feel that the person on the other side of the door should probably be the one who is

afraid of me considering how irritated I am.

Standing in my doorway is a man that I can only describe as breathtaking.

He is tall and muscular with black hair that has a slight wave to it and golden eyes. A glance at his arm tells me he is a Shifter.

In fact, he is the same kind of Shifter as Megan. He is wearing blue jeans, a black button. shirt and is standing with his arms crossed, his expression impatient.

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to speak when I notice something that my sleepy brain

eyes as I stare. There is a red thread coming from the Shifter man’s

of this is that it leads straight across to mine. I stare

mate

right in front of me. Half of me wants to throw myself at him. I

not sure I’m ready for a soul mate just yet, and I barely know this guy. I chastise myself internally. I am being ridiculous.

He doesn’t seem impressed with my unicorn flannels and bunny slippers. Go

morning?” I greet him, my voice a question. When he speaks

all business.

“Are

you

R.G?” he demands.

me?” I ask. He rolls

R.G who wrote this note to my twin sister Megan?” he demands again,

that. Um… yes? My name

asking, he pushes his way past me and enters

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can’t just let yourself in!” I try and keep my voice firm but when he turns and

look he gives me is imperious and I automatically drop my eyes to the floor as is my habit. Then I force myself to look back up again. He doesn’t notice me looking

event

that he’s scaring me, even though he most definitely is. He glances around and after realising that the only place to sit is the little table

pinch my arm and my eyes water a little from the sting of pain. Okay, not

Bellamy Kane.

someone who is used to getting his own way. Usually I am not the type to pick fights. If someone wants me to sit, I’ll probably do it, because really, why not? But if this man. is my soul mate then I refuse to allow him to treat me as anything but an equal, even

barge your way into my home and order me around.” He rolls his

“Would

you

I phrase my demand sweeter, and have no doubt this is a demand not a request. Miss Gale, would you be so gracious as to take a seat so that I can speak to you. properly about the rather vague note you

much. I decide

gesture at the other chair for him to sit down too. He sits across

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and I do my best to appear confident and put together. Well, as put together as one can look with bed head and bunny slippers.

did you leave my sister that note?”

note.” The Shifter narrows his golden eyes at me and suddenly I am certain that he is some kind of feline Shifter. Something

Explaining my magic is always frustrating. People either think I’m making it all up, since no one