Fairy Dust & Werewolf Lust

Fairy Flies the Coup Everlee I flew as fast as I could, my father and brother weren’t far behind, and as warriors, they were experts at tracking. Although considering we lived in a giant protected bubble I’m not sure why we trained warriors at all. Every time I asked such questions I’d been brushed off and hushed, always the trouble child who asks too many questions. I was so close, just a few more minutes and I would be at the border. Once I crossed out of Fae territory, I would no longer be protected. I landed as I approached the edge of the territory. I felt sad that I would never see my mother again, but I couldn’t live like this, caged, controlled. I felt a constant pull to the border. Ever since I could fly I’ve been coming to the territory boundary line. I wanted so badly to leave. I wanted to experience life outside of the giant bubble of protection. I was scared, but my mind was made up. I heard my fathers voice as he got close enough to see me. “Everlee! Please don’t do this! I can’t protect you out there! You’re only 16! You can’t make it alone!” The anguish in his voice cut me like a knife. I let a single tear escape before I took a deep breath and leapt out of Fae territory, leaving everything I’d ever known behind, knowing that I could never return. I stood in awe, not sure where to go or what to do next. A fairy hasn’t left the territory in so long that they had no idea what the outside world was like, or what would happen when I crossed. And if they did know, they refused to talk about it. All they would say was that it was too dangerous. The Fae Elders filled us with fear from a young age, but I couldn’t help that I was drawn to the outside. I didn’t know why, I couldn’t explain what I felt, but I knew I needed to leave, so I couldn’t believe that all that awaited me was danger. Because of my obsession with the border and the outside world, I was alienated. The other fairy children were told to stay away from me. I was called a bad influence. As we got older, a group of rebellious fairies did befriend me. A couple of months earlier I even had a secret boyfriend, Asher, a fire fairy. We made plans to leave the territory after we turned 18. But that was over. He told me what I wanted to hear so he could get what he wanted from me. When his mother found out, he caved and broke up with me. Seeing him with other girls made my life there even more unbearable than usual. That was the final straw. I knew then that there truly was no future there for me. No future in which I ended up happy anyways. I looked down, my body looked pretty much the same. I was petite, only about 5’2”. As an ice fairy my skin usually had a slight blue tint to it and a glossy-like sparkle. Outside of the territory I was just really pale. My silver hair was platinum blonde. I reached behind me and found that my beautiful wings weren’t there. My heart sank, I loved to fly. It was the best part of being a fairy. I turned around and realized that I could see the territory boundary. It was like a floating bubble, I knew only fairies could find the territory, or enter. That’s what made it so safe. The sun felt different on my skin. Like it had never actually touched my skin before that moment. I felt more at peace in the first few minutes outside the border than I had in my whole life. I didn’t know how, but I just knew I made the right choice. I was going to be ok. The pull I felt was still there, but I couldn’t place it. It was not a directional pull, it was like there was an invisible rope tied around my waist and somewhere in the far distance someone was lightly tugging on it. I decided to go to the nearest town and start my life, as a human. Hoping that somewhere along the way, I’d find my place in this new world, whatever was calling out to me my whole life, and the future I had always felt destined for.