Becoming Kitty Riley

Chapter 1: And It All Fades to Black Let me tell you a story—one of betrayal, heartbreak, and vengeance. This isn't your typical story, it's not about a girl full of hope and trust, at least at the beginning she was. She sees the world of rainbows and sunshine, but if you’re expecting a happily ever after, where good triumphs over evil, you’re in for a disappointment. Sorry, not sorry, but this isn't a story of black and white. It’s not clean, and it’s certainly not wrapped in a neat little box. When the prince charming comes and slays up the pretty princess's dragon, then they ride off into the sunset. I’m no damsel, but I wouldn’t call myself a villain either. Although some may try to paint me as such. I would say that I am a woman scorned, and for that, they must pay. They must suffer the same pain, the same tears, and more. I want them to burn in a thousand hellfires for what they have done. I want them to know my pain and angst. I’ve always believed in not getting mad— but getting even. And I will make them rue the day they ever cross my path. Okay NOW...I know what you’re thinking: “You sound mad to me.” Ah, my dear bestie, to that I say, “I’m beyond mad. I’m seething! I'm infuriated! I’m downright murderous! Or is it homicidal? I can’t figure out which—maybe both.” Anyway, I’m justifiably outraged. Enough of that, though, I have a plan. but I digress. Um Okay, where was I? Oh yes, so I know you’re dying to know what has happened to put me in such a maddening quandary, so let me tell you. It all starts in 1975—nineteen f*****g seventy-five—the year everything in my life went to hell. Let me back up a bit—where are my manners? My name is Kitty Riley, first daughter and supposed heir to the fae kingdom. I’m also a gifted fae, as the first royal in each family is, but I’m not pureblood. I’m half-witch, with fae magic, spirit magic, and other gifts. No one knows but the Queen and my sister, Sabine. Father thinks I’m his daughter and not the product of the Queen’s affair with a warlock, but that's another story for another time bestie and if you are lucky I will fill you in some other time. Back to what I was saying. Sabine and I were always close. She was not only my sister but my confidant, the one I trusted most with all my secrets, and Ethan, well he was a 6'2 s*x god and werewolf and heir to the wolf kingdom, he was also at the time the first boy I ever loved. Ethan and Sabine. And yet, I was betrayed—no, stabbed in the back—by the two people I loved most. I thought they loved me too. I trusted them completely, blindly. I trusted them with the air I breathed, and they used it to suffocate me with it. “Arrgh!” I cried, shaking off the dark thoughts as I swiped all the makeup off my vanity table. The crash of bottles and brushes against the floor did nothing to calm the storm inside me. I glared into the mirror, my reflection twisted with rage. “He’s my mate!” Sabine’s voice echoed relentlessly in my mind. Is this some kind of sick joke? I choked, the memory of our conversation from two nights ago stabbing through my chest. I was sitting at the dinner table with Mother and Father, trying to keep my thoughts in check. Then Sabine rushed in with Ethan at her side. "What the f**k?" I had said, jumping out of my seat and nearly stumbling. "This can't be happening." The blood drained from my face, leaving me cold as it pounded in my ears. "Thank the Moon Goddess, child!" Father rushed to Sabine's side, scooping her up into a bear hug and showering her with kisses. All the while, he ignored my desperate pleas for sanity, my silent screams lost in the whirlwind of their joy. "Ethan will make a fine mate, Sabine," Father laughed deeply, his voice booming through the room like a cruel joke. Mother looked at me with sad eyes, a flicker of pity I couldn't bear to see. I froze, my breath caught in my throat. "Won't he, Odette?" Father turned to her, an amused glint in his eye, as if he was enjoying every second of this. Was he really that clueless? No, no, no... I whispered, my voice barely audible as tears began to fall, faster and faster. It took every ounce of strength to break free from the paralysis that gripped me. As I finally moved, Ethan’s smile faded. He peeled his eyes away from Sabine, the joy in his face draining as he finally realized I was in the room. The room goes quiet and nothing but the sounds of my muffled whales can be heard as I try to bite back the bile in my throat. my stomach bubbled as it tired itself into knots This can't be Ethan is mine. my world seem to be closing in, "Ethan what's going on?" i choke back a sob my voice shaking violently with my body. he looks at me then looks away, I, I ,I'm sorry Kitty Kat was all I heard in a his almost nonexistant voice, before I knew it the room began to spin and everything faded to black. The room goes quiet, the only sound breaking the silence is the muffled wailing I try to stifle as bile rises in my throat. My stomach churns, tying itself into painful knots. This can't be. Ethan is mine. My world seems to be closing in, suffocating me. I can’t believe this is happening. Sabine and Ethan are mates? No, the goddess wouldn’t be that cruel… would she? "Ethan, what's going on?" I choke back a sob, my voice trembling violently as I slowly walk toward him. My entire body shakes, but I force myself closer, inches from him now. I raise my hand toward his gorgeous beautiful chiseled face, those eyes have never been so blue or so deep as the ocean and blue as the sea—shaking uncontrollably— he continued to reaching for him. I can almost feel his skin, almost touch him. "Don't touch my mate!" Sabine’s high-pitched voice pierces the air, growling a warning, but I don’t care. I just want him to look at me like he use to, to answer me, to push me away, to give me something. He looks at me, then steps back, I freeze in place shocked as his eyes averting mine. The silence between us is longer, more unbearable than before. I’m trembling, feeling like a moth under a magnifying glass. I'm completely bare. I feel raw too exposed and i don't like it. I can hear the king growing agitated in the background. Sabine is staring at me with an expression I’ve never seen before, something I can’t quite place. Is she annoyed? Outraged? Jealous? I can’t tell. Then I hear Mother in the corner, grinding her teeth as she brushes imaginary dust off her clothing. What is going on with everyone? Have I stepped into some alternate reality? Finally, Ethan speaks, his eyes still glued to the patterns on the foyer floor. "I, I... I'm sorry, Kitty Kat," he manages to say, his voice barely a whisper, almost nonexistent. And then something inside me breaks. I feel my heart shatter into a million tiny crystal shards. "Stop this, Kitty!" Sabrine finally barks out "and except this, and give me your blessing, I have found my mate!" she says bowing her head before looking up at me. I stared daggers at her. And if looks could kill let just say Sabrine would have been choked to dead with my eyes. the dumb b***h. the home wrecking tramp. f**k being mates. He was mine and will alway be mine. Before I know it, the room begins to spin. I hear the cruelest of laughs, but where is it coming from? I look around, my vision hazy, and then I hear the king say something that stabs me in the chest. I fall backward, and before I know it, everything fades to black.