Credence: A bride for three

First encounter

I stared at the pregnancy test strip in my hands, which indicated that I was pregnant. I have done the test three times, and it still gave me the same result.

I'd lived with my mother and grandmother since I was a child. I never knew my father and my mother never talked about him, so I didn't see the need to ask about them. My family were religious and when I first found out that I was pregnant, I never I had to get rid of it but instead, I found myself in front of my mom's house the third day, and telling her about my pregnancy during dinner.

She had wailed up about it, reminding me of how I should never have agreed to move in with my fiancée when I wasn't married to him yet.

I'd never felt so completely disappointed before. For a girl who grew up without a father, I should have done better for myself. Now I'm going to be a broke single mom.

After all was said, my mother told me I could not have an abortion and I was going to have the child. I knew that it was my life, my body, and my choice, but I couldn't bring myself to want to abort the child. The thought of that gorgeous man at the hotel would always come to mind each time I thought of it.

That night, while I was tucked on my old bed, I picked up my phone and made a call. I listened to the phone ring before a voice came up from the other end.

"Lucy?" Cheryl's voice came on from the background. It has been sp long since we talked, but the vibrance in her voice hasn't faltered.

Cheryl and I attended the same writing academy on scholarship six years ago. She had done excellently well, but after a year, she had to drop out of school to inherit her late father's business as she was the first daughter from her family.

Cheryl lived a prod life in Seattle, and although she was 3 years older than me, she had been a very good and supportive friend to me in the past years we spent together.

"Hi, Cheryl." I said calmly.

"Lucy!" Her voice rang up."Oh Lucy, how long has it been? Two years?! My, it's so good to hear from you again."

I smiled softly and replied.

"Me too. I.... I'm actually calling because i... i need your help, Cheryl."

"Sure, sure. What's up?"

"I quit my job." I told her.

I heard her gasp. "Your publishing job? I thought you loved it there."

"Yeah, but my boss is an asshole. But there's actually been a lot going on, and I'm just trying to get out for a while, clear my head, and settle a lot of things. So i was just wondering if i could come see you for a while."

"Oh sure! Of course you can, I'll be more than happy to have you, Lucy. Just tell me when you're ready to come, okay?"

I nodded, tears brimming at my eyes.

Two days later, I was flying down to Seattle with hopes of leaving all the trauma behind and finding a way to have my baby and raise him or her on my own.

Once I landed on Seattle's airport, I received a call from Cheryl, telling me that she was running late for a meeting and sent a driver to take me to her house and she would meet me afterwards. Stepping into the dark night of Seattle and feeling its cold air hit my face made me feel like a completely new person.

After getting picked up, the car drove me straight to a huge mansion, where he helped me take my luggage inside before driving out of the compound premises.

The house was huge, and I could only imagine what it felt like being Cheryl, living in such a big mansion. The sitting room was wide and filled with beautiful portraits and artworks hanging off the walls and leather couches.

I looked to the side where I noticed a large doorless hallway. I was curious and wanted to see around the house. I knew it wasn't the right thing to do in Cheryl's absence, but I couldn't help it. So I walked towards the hall. It led to an opening. There's a wide room here carrying mostly boxes and painting papers, brushes, demin jumpsuits, apron, canvas, and others.

I noticed a lot of unfinished paintings sitting around and wondered when Cheryl started painting.

Just then, I heard a stranged muffled voice. I looked around but found nothing, so I told myself it was just a sound in my head.

"This is the place, Landon, I'm telling you." A male voice spoke audibly now, causing me to flinch and turn around instantly. Still I'm met with an empty room.

"Hello?" I called gently.

Just then, I noticed a smoke forming in the air. I stood still and watched it grow bigger and bigger. It seemed strange as the house wasn't on fire so where was the smoke coming from. The smoke soon stretched throughout the entire room, causing me to fall on my butt. The smoke grew bigger and thicker by the minute. In that second I thought of making for the door and running out, but for some reasons I was unable to move and just sat there and waited to be taken by whatever was to be in that foam

I watched as the smoke disappeared all of a sudden, revealing two men standing.

"Oh f**k, i think we got the wrong address. " the younger man with black hair whose voice resembled the one I'd heard just a moment ago spoke again, frightening me.

How was this possible?

The second man who appeared to be much older than the first has white hair on his head, a few strands concealing his left eye. They are both dressed in matching suits, neatly tailored for their tall body structures.

The white haired man starts to look around the room, his eyes falling on me.

My heart must have been drumming way too loudly for his eyes to go as wide as they did upon seeing me.

"Who are you?" The second man who now noticed me said to me. I was too stunned to speak.

Was I at the wrong house?

The man with white hair who seemed to have taken a keen interest in me cokes down to my eye level.

I noticed he had beautiful sapphire eyes as they peeered down at me. His face is beautiful, almost feminine.

He started to bring his hand to my face but I moved back a little. This causes him to pause and smile softly before reaching to hold my chin.

His eyes poured into mine, like he could read my entire soul and see through all of my life secret.

"My name is Levi," He said "I find you very very interesting, Lucy."

As I wondered how he knew my name, I had no idea that I was seated before the dragon prince, Levi Quinton. I must have spent the next several minutes hyperventilating until I passed out.