Ryan
Today’s atmosphere seems good, the garden looks fascinating and incredible. The water flows down the valley, and the small garden looks good, but they have to feel good too. I admire the garden as it feels relaxing and easy to move through, the chanting of the birds makes it more unbelievable. The early morning sun was still coming up, casting a dim reflection on the lawn.
Sitting beside the waterfall was a beautiful girl, she looked stunning and mesmerizing, her long pink flowy hair swinging around the mild wind. Her creamy skin seems tempting and inviting, she is sitting with her back facing me. I couldn’t see her face but I could tell that she is goddamn pretty, flaring my nostril up. Her amazing smell hits my nose, it is a mixture of a strawberry and a deep blue ocean. The best smell that I have ever perceived, opening my eyes, I stared in her direction.
She seemed pained, I can feel her from her. I can sense her pain and whimpering, my heart breaks as I hear her wailing and crying. She seemed hurt and broken. It looks like she was calling for me to save her, to help her out. It looks like she is in pain. Her cries kept reverberating the whole place. I wanted to take a step but I found myself stagnant as I couldn’t take a walk, she seems near to me but she is fucking far away more than I could ever imagine.
I struggled to take a step, to touch her. To console her and tell her that I am here to save her but all those thoughts seem to only be in my head. I couldn’t do anything but to only gape and stare at her, it breaks me to know that I couldn’t be of help to her despite her calling me. Despite the connection still, I couldn’t do anything to save her, to help her out of this pain.
Forcing myself to take a step, I jerk up from my slumber with my hand on my heart. Slowly glancing around, I noticed that I was in my room not in a garden.
“The same dream again,” I murmured.
“Hmm…” the whore sleeping beside me grunted and turned around. The girl in my dream looks so stunning, she is so gorgeous that staring down at the whore beside me makes me sick in the stomach.
“Hey! Hey!” Harshly shoving the girl up, I called coldly.
“Hmmm,” that was the only response coming out of her lips.
“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM AND STOP THAT HMMM!!!” I growled in annoyance.
“King…. kin…” she jerk up with speed, as her lips trembled when struggling with what to say.
“Another pathetic thing,” I murmured under my breath.
“Take your rages, and get the fuck out of my room,” I yelled.
“I warned you last night to leave after the fun but you disobeyed me and slept on my bed, beside me……huh,” despite lowering my voice, still the tone of my voice sounds dangerous with a hint of anger in it.
“I am so sorry,” with a lowered head, she pleaded.
“I could have snapped your head, but thank your stars that I am in good mood,”
“Now get out!!!” I hummed, causing her to pick up her clothes and lung for the door. I shut my eyes as the door closed, ruffling my hair and groaning annoyedly.
“Who is that girl? And why do I feel strange around her?” I asked. Massaging my jaw, I pondered my head to know if I have seen her somewhere but hell no! I only see her in my dreams, not in reality. Our hearts are wailing for each other but we seem far away from each other.
“Yes! Come in,” I snapped harshly to whoever that is in the door.
“Hello, baby boy,” that was my mother. Gosh! I am not in for her problems now.
“Morning, mom,” I greeted.
“You seem stressed, what is wrong?” I felt the bed dived in as I felt my mother’s presence beside me.
“Here, smells sex…..” She glared at me.
“Did you bring in another whore inside again?” She said, clearly annoyed.
“I have warned you about this nonchalant attitude,” she complains.
“I raised you well, then this…..” She said with disgust.
“Mom!” I called.
“What! You already had a girlfriend, or should I say fiance,” she uttered.
“You made her my fiance not me and please, stop,” holding my head, I muttered with a tired tone.
“She is your fiance for all I care!!” She kept on going.
“Mom, I am not in the mood for that, please my head is spinning,” I sounded in a way that she will see that I am not ready for any fuss that she will pull up this time around.
“I am saying…….
” Mom my head!!!” I cut her off.
“What happened!” With a motherly and calm tone, she muttered. I am always like a baby to her despite being the king of the whole werewolves.
I let out a deep sigh, “The same dream again,” I mumbled.
“Which dream?” She murmured as she tried to remember. I raised a brow at her, who doesn’t know about the nightmare that always hunts me down even, my beta knew it without stressing his damn self to think of it.
“Oh! Wait…… the nightmare of the young girl,” she seems surprised.
“Yes, mom,” I uttered sarcastically, why thinking of it, knowing very well that I always complain about a particular dream every damn time?
“Sorry, I forgot,” she apologized.
“That was what you always do and say each time,” I complained.
“Because she isn’t important,” she voiced out reluctantly.
“Stop mom!” I growled.
My behavior startled her, she wasn’t expecting me to scream at her. I didn’t even know when I shouted at her but I feel this certain way about that girl, that mystery girl. It seems like I am to protect her, she is calling me to save her.
“Mom! We need to go seek a prophecy, this dream is getting serious with each passing day. I need answers!!!” I rumbled.
“Fine,” she replied after a few minutes.
“Sit up and dress up, I will mind link the witch mother about our visit,” she mumbled before standing up to leave.
Stopping at her track, she turned around.
“Any problem?” I asked impatiently, I needed to go find answers concerning this particular nightmare, it is seriously weighing me down.
“Instead of stressing ourselves, why not invite her over here for the prophecy,” she reasoned.
“Mom, I love your idea, like seriously I love your ideas,” my words glinted in her eyes, as a smile sneaked into her lips.
“But in this situation, I am paying her a visit on my own,” I said, wiping the smile off her face.
“So go get ready, I will be down in a few minutes,” I said leaving no room for discussion when walking towards the bathroom leaving her all alone in the room. I am not in for any of her fuss, I just needed to know the girl that I am seeing in my dream. Who is she? And why is she always appearing to me and seeking help?