133 Pessimist stuck in the past….

Lyla

I lay sprawled on the cold floor, its chill seeping into my bones as I stared into the darkness that shrouded the room like a cloak.

I don’t know how long I’ve been here; all I remember was meeting Xander in the room of my former house and then opening my eyes to this darkness. How had I ended up here again? How had I come back to the human world so fast?

Was this a dream?

I didn’t think so, because I’ve been sleeping and waking up and doing everything I would normally in real life and Xander feels so real too. I sighed, stretching lazily, not bothering to cover up the threadbare blanket I was given.

I lay quietly, thinking about what kind of food would be served to me later tonight, my inability to do anything but just wait was making me ravenous. Suddenly, the voice that wouldn’t leave me alone filtered into my consciousness again.

“Lyla.”

I didn’t move, I didn’t react. The voice as always would start with a low murmur that would gradually increase in volume and intensity. It was neither male nor female, neither young nor old

just a sound that seemed to come from somewhere within me.

“Lyla, “it said. Then again. “Lyla.”

“What?” I sighed with irritation. “If someone doesn’t want to answer you, you should take it as a hint and leave them alone. Can you just leave me the fuck alone? Please!”

There was a slight pause from its end. For a moment, I thought it had disappeared but then it came again.

“I know being alone and in this void is making you irritable, so, I’m going to let that slide this

once.”

I ignored it, turning my head slightly to the side. The chill from the cold floor seeped into my cheek, grounding me in the emptiness I now called my existence.

“Lyla, you need to listen to me,” the voice insisted.

“Go away,” I muttered hoarsely.

“No, I won’t,” the voice snapped. “We have to find a way out of here before it’s not too late.

I scoffed, my lips curling into a dry laugh. “Too late?” I repeated bitterly. “It’s already too late. Xander has me, there’s nothing I can do. There is no escape.”

sounding frustrated. “There’s always a

let out a mirthless laugh. “I’m lying on the floor of this cold room and I can’t even see. I

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deal with him,” the

“A deal?” I repeated as if I wanted to be sure I wasn’t hearing things.

said., “Anything to get out of here. Bargain with him, trick him- do whatever it takes,

yet but just waiting here, unable to do anything is killing me. I wish he would just

a coward, Lyla,”

silent for a while, wondering if I wasn’t losing my mind because of how long I’ve been cooped up here and the voice…

been here for a long time

Who sent

deep sigh as if it was disappointed. “You

recognize me?”

“If I did I wouldn’t be asking”

“I’m your wolf.”

first, until my entire body wracked from my laughter, when

at the corner of my eyes and tried to sound

I finally responded. “That’s impossible. I don’t have a wolf. The High

enough

mean nonexistent. I’ve never felt you before except in the dream world.

to this voice claiming to be my wolf, it would only mean one thing. I was in

came back

White Lake holding hands with Nanny and then, when I opened my eyes, I was here. So, this must mean, all of this is happening

have fallen asleep during the cleansing at White Lake because the only time I can talk to you

You didn’t fall asleep. This is different but help

don’t understand. I furrowed my brows. “And how will you

out of this room and you need to leave this realm as soon as possible else it’ll really be bad. He severed your link to the High

severed my connection to the Mother Liora? I think that’s the name

Priestess,”

you were holding hands with.

back my laughter. “Nice try but that’s impossible. Nanny is

me.“the wolf muttered “There’s so much you don’t know Lyla and I promise you’ll find all the answers but first, we must

wall. “Why bother? I’m already lost. I can’t take out Xander again and Nanny is not here unless you’re planning

she sighed. “You’re not lost, you’re trapped and there’s a

losing interest but I had the decency to ask. “How?”

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