Chapter 2
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Damon’s POV-
As I enter the hall I see my parent
“Oh well there he is” by the sarcastic tone in my mother’s voice I can tell she knows what happened last night. I look quickly to my father by the look on his face she definitely knows “How old do you think you are Damon? 13? Because that’s the way you and your pack seem to think they are. I mean look at the state of the hall! How do you expect us to be able to have this fixed by the time Jada comes?” If I’m honest I don’t remember what happened at all last night by the looks of the room it was a wild night, I let a smirk crawl across my face. I instantly regret it “Damon your mother is being serious do you really think this is a laughing matter?” His tone shocks me usually I get away with my actions I mean this is really nothing I haven’t done before. “Sorry mother I understand this is serious, but really I think the little pup won’t mind a little mess do you, she’s being married off not like she has a choice is it” I start walking out the room when I hear my mother sigh “Damon I know you don’t want this you’ve made that very clear, but my sweet this benefit us too not just her family we need this to work” I know we need this I do but why wasn’t my brother married off hmm, why me? “Yes I know mother.... I’ll try”
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Jada’s POV-
“JADA RUN!” I open my eyes there’s fire all around, I’m backed in a corner “JADA GO NOW!” I can’t move I’m so scared, I look over to the side of me a giant wolf darts in my direction it’s a orange like the autumn leaves with grey fur on it’s paws like socks. “JADA YOU NEED TO LEAVE NOW WE CAN’T HOLD THEM ANY LONGER” I try and find where the yelling is coming from I look back to find the wolf but it’s gone everywhere is filled with smoke and fire..I...I can’t find a way out. The fire gets closer and closer, I’m trapped, “FATHER, FATHER WHERE ARE YOU” the flames are getting close it’s so hot it burns “FATHER PLEASE IM SCARED, PLEASE SOMEONE”
I open my eyes “Ohhhh well look who’s decided to join us” I roll my eyes and look back out the window, I would have rather the flames engulfed me. “Mother did you see that she rolled her eyes at you, the lil bitc..” “Please can you two be quiet I’m tired of your voices” I look over at my father he nods his head at me I smile back. This might actually be quite a nice trip. I lean back in my seat and stare out the window, maybe I’ll rest my head for a lil while longer.
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Damon’s POV-
It’s almost time I’m married off to some wannabe royal, I know I said to my mother I’d try and I will....try and get the girl to leave or at least make her life a living hell “what you smiling about brother?” I face Nathaniel “Just thought of something funny” he smiles “Well I like jokes, tell me” he slides his hands into his pockets “It’s not a joke you’d find tasteful” as I go to walk away he pulls my arm so I face him “Don’t try any tricks today brother, remember you’ll only be showing mother and father up” I roll my eyes “yeah yeah” I laugh and head back to my room, at least there I can get some quiet before the new toy gets here.
“Well hello stranger” I look to my bed “Florence there you are, I was wondering when you’d show up” I sit on in the chair next to my window so I face her “Well my dear brother are you happy to see me?” She laughs as she throws a tiny box my way “ So who’s the lucky girl?” I roll my eyes of course this is the reason she’s turned up Florence would never have come otherwise “It’s just some girl mother and father want me to marry, ya know to ‘benefit’ the kingdom” she sighs “I guess that’s what you get for being the oldest right, well only by 3 minutes” she smirks “I’m still older though, who know we’re twins maybe you can marry this girls brother, you’ll have to wait he’s still young” with that she throws a pillow at my face we laugh, whenever Florence is home it’s as if everyone just chills out I may be older then her but she’s always acted like the older protective sister. I throw the pillow back at her “Damon you know I don’t go that way” she gets up to leave “Florence can you talk to them, I can’t get married to some random person” she stops but doesn’t look at me “Damon I know she’ll never be her, but you have to marry her. I’m sorry brother” my heart stops no ones had had the balls to mention..her...
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