Let Go Of Me Kendra!!

PROLOGUE I, Ultimate Kendra, have terminated Wicked Lucy's engagement using Kira as her culprit!" The people roared slowly, "Wooooo!" Karl gently released his hold on me and turned to me quickly. "Did you meet him?" he asked. I could see the fire in his eyes, but I trembled a bit and didn't know what to say to him. His look darkened even more, and he quickly turned away, fisting his hands. I turned and noticed Syra looking at me angrily, but I quickly looked away. "So, being an Ultimate,” kendra continues, “Wicked Lucy, you can pick another as your culprit. Anytime you disturb your ex-culprit, you will face the consequences! It is well known that terminating a plan totally means that plan belongs to you to say what to do with it until the time expires, which is the one-month gap for culprits." Kendra smiled, looking at me. "I, Kendra, will take Kira Park as my mate for one month! Any other mate she has will continue mating after the one month expires." Karl quickly turned to me, his eyes turning to fire with red splashes in them. His fists tightened more. He looked deep into my eyes, and I almost staggered back. "And note, this is not negotiable. My new and first mate, Kira Park, will always be with me anytime I need her to be seen around me, and nobody,I repeat, nobody should disturb us during those times." Karl stormed out of the place. Students started screaming Kendra's name as he got down and left the field CHAPTER ONE: ELEVENTH BIRTHDAY. After watching the third girl give her dance,then time to perform her pyrokinesis,she stopped and stood at the center of everybody,raised her hands and flames burst from her palm shooting towards the animal brought. I stood watching her and I sighted prince kendra," he sat there displaying his tiny flames with his hands. Today is his eleventh birthday,and every of his birthday is celebrated like this,children of same age with him Always come to display their talents,you must have a talent to come to kedran’s birthday and after we always went home with snacks packs. he sat busy playing with his tiny fire magics,without looking at the person dancing.."Kira, hold this." Syra, my senior sister gave me her firework to hold for her as it was her turn to show her talent,syra has mind manipulation power but my father has bound him from using it after he used it carelessly towards me making me to forget everything and also forget my parents,it was when I started misbehaving she starts laughing and my father bound her entirely from using it and she promised not to use it again. Syra came out to dance,she accepted to do only dancing as she twisted her face in some surprising manner,I haven’t seen that type of dance step before, "Hey, get out! You don’t know how to dance," Prince Kendra said with his tiny voice as he stopped playing with his hands. Syra is the same age as Kedran just that Kedran is older than her by a month. Syra would be eleven by next month. "Kira, come on! Come and dance!" my father called on me,I don’t yet know my skills,I was mimickingly nicknamed empty talent by small kids of my age anytime we gathered to play because maybe I was empty as said.. I was still hiding by the tree after my father called,i was just 9years old,my sister senior me with two years and we really look alike in some ways…talking about kendra, anytime I see Kendra, I always hide. Not for a particular reason, but because of the way he always looks down on people maybe because he is a prince. But Syra never sees anything wrong with it; she always sees ways to support him. "Kira!" my father called again, and I had to come out. I started dancing without looking at Kendra. I displayed my new leg dance I learned in the morning without looking at anybody. "Kira! Kira! Kira! voices from the crowd kept shouting my name as I ran away after the dance,I ran towards the tree I had been hiding behind and looked at the face but kendra was not there again. "What’s with that new step? I turned and it was Syra looking very angry towards me. "That's the normal step I have been practicing, Syra." "I didn’t see you practice that." "Kira, take." Another voice said behind me and I turned. It was Kendra. He was with a pink comb and he handed it to me and immediately turned to Syra. "Your sister dances better than you." He giggled and ran away. Syra turned back to me, still with anger. "Kira, we learned a dance today and you came out dancing another." "Why are you angry Syra? Syra sighed and left angryly.I looked at the comb Kedran gave me and smiled as I put it in my pocket. I walked back to the place and Kendra was performing his hand magic so smoothly. Tiny flows of fire roamed in his hands as people clapped. Kendra’s mom bent down and spoke into his ear as she stood back up. "I will be going to England tomorrow to complete my studies and will stay there for thirteen years," Kendra said. "Thank you everyone for coming out for my last birthday for now... till I come back again." Kendra went back to his seat as Syra turned and left the place and I followed her immediately "Syra, I am sorry for doing that. I didn’t know what I was doing." "Kira, you know what you did. Just accept it." Syra sighed and left. I stood watching her and don’t know why she is always mad anytime it comes to Kendra’s birthday. This has been happening for long but I didn’t pay attention to it because she is my senior sister and I have to respect her. **** My father permits me to make a wish this day." Today is my 19th birthday and I always have in mind one place to go, and he already promised to do anything for me. I stood in front of him as he waited for me to speak. "I wish to go to Myth to watch princes perform their magical skills." "Kira..." Syra fumed as she turned to me. "You must be kidding, huh? Making a wish is just like saying you need chocolates and other things not traveling to Myth, a place I have never been to and wished to be." "Dad just said I should make a wish, Syra, Why are you mad at me? "Then make a wish and not a journey! "Syra..." Dad called her as she turned quickly to him. "Allow your sister to be happy. It’s her birthday and I personally told her to make a wish, which she did. So please, allow her." Syra fumed as she sat down looking at my dad. "Kira, get ready. Your passport and everything you need. We will be traveling to Myth soon. Syra, get your passport too; you are not left out." I turned to Syra waiting for her to be happy but she just stood up and left. "Why is she still angry?" I said to myself as I followed her inside. "Syra," I called her stepping in. "Why are you still angry? We are going together." Syra didn’t reply,she kept packing her bags. I left her and picked up my pink box I love the most. A comb fell down from the side; I picked it up and smiled. That’s the comb Kendra gave me before he left for England. Talking about Kendra, he must be a very big boy now,we were talking last year very well but suddenly I can’t find his contacts again,I lost contact with him and since then we stopped communicating.. I smiled at the comb and kept the comb back in my bag. I don’t yet know what to call it but I always had a tiny thing for Kendra. I don’t yet know what it is, but my greatest desire is to see him again. It was the main reason I am going to Myth, because I have to browse about princes even though I have secretly searched for him again on all platforms but can't find him. Going there is to know if he will come, because he had a thing for magic but I can’t tell Syra, if not she would be mad at me again. **** "Come on Kira, why walking slow? We are here already, why looking tired?" my dad said as he watched me following tiredly at the back.Syra was already at the spot, recording what was going on. My heart beats heavily and I felt weak inside of me.. "Dad, my legs ache, I think I am tired. I need to rest a bit before coming up to see them." My dad stood watching me as I sat down under the huge tree. "Dad, go on. I will join you and Syra soon; I'll rest a bit here." "Are you sure you're going to be okay?" my dad asked, still looking at me. "Yes, dad, just go on and have fun. I will be here." My dad left and went up to the mountain where the show was going on I picked up my face wipes and used it to wipe the sweat on my legs. It ached so bad. "I think I need something warm to damp on it," I said to myself and was about to stand up when a hand held my feet. I turned to the person, but he was wearing a face cap and a sleeveless shirt, looking heavily handsome from the side view. I didn’t see his face properly. He picked up my legs gently without looking at me and placed them on his laps and bent down. He raised his hands up and some tiny smoke came out of them, and it cooled the pain I was having on my legs instantly. He gently left my legs, still bending down and looking at them. "How did you do that? Who are you?