Whore of the Werewolf Billionaire

I could spend the rest of my life hoping things could have been different.

But it was no use to keep on wishing for some things that will never come true; it's only a waste of time.

It was better to be grateful for the little mercies life gave me. I'd rather choose to remember the

way my fate was always meant this way to experience happiness while worrying if death will take it away any second I blink or breathe.

I turned my head away from Tyler's mansion, where most of our memories reside. Bile

rises in my throat. Do I deserve these all?

The luxury, this village, the sexiest and most thoughtful husband-

I still felt as if I had never been here, that I should not be here. The voices of my sister, Lyta Rutherford and her mother echoing in my mind, ordering me to go buy groceries with the money I just got as salary as a waitress.

I don't know if these emotions are mine at all or is this because I am carrying me and

Tyler's child?

Fuck myself. I never hated myself just as I do now.

In less than a month, several deaths occurred. In just a month, I came to taste every lavishness I never tasted before. Within a month, I married my former fellow one-nighter and lost the very first woman I met in Stella's Soul.

I used to not believe in coincidence. But with the recent happenings, it's very much

possible that all things are connected. And it has to do with me.

With me still being alive.

With me existing.

Is my existence the bane of these shifter creatures? Is the cause of my life shall be paid with their death? Will my existence eventually result in their extinction?

I heard a voice deep within me saying yes to all those questions.

If that is the case... 'Oh dear Goddesses, why did you let me live until now? Why not just kill me?'

Maybe I should just die in the Hearteater's arm that night in the Lodge of the Luna. Maybe I should just allow that night in the forest where a Hearteater impersonated Jose to kill me and end me for once.

for all?

Should I just throw myself in our enemies' door and end things for good, for once and

'Damn it, Elaine!'

Elaine. That is my name. very much similar to Eliane, the Forest Queen, the Lady of the Dark of the Moon. The Mother of Hearts.

voice.

Everything about us is the same and that includes our eyes and beauty. And face. And

'What if I'm Eliane?' The hairs on my arms rose, the sky darkened in such a bizarre way where the sun seemed to hide behind the vast ocean of clouds.

'What if the voice I am hearing is not Eliane but my own memories as Eliane?'

No. No, no, no. That couldn't be right. Rowena must have misunderstood or must have been tricked into believing that I am Eliane so she might have given me to them. But-

'Eliane's bones are hidden here. And only by acquiring it can they revive her before the first day of full moon. They plan to bring back Eliane here, within Stella's Soul itself. But when one of them saw you the face of Eliane, your face, made them realize you are somehow connected to her... No one knew what Eliane looked like. Not even the High Priestess Jane. Only the Hearteaters knew her face. And when one of them saw you, the one that was burned to ashes in front of us in The Arena, the Hearteaters decided that they will resurrect Eliane through you instead, a living flesh compared to remnants of bones...'

Is that Hearteaters' way of mocking the Trinity Goddess by resurrecting the very entity

that created the werewolves' archenemy here in their home?

Maybe. I clamped a hand over my mouth, trying to push back the bile that rose in my throat. Not even the deadliest of threats could have prepared me for what the late Rowena said to me. How do I know if I am really Eliane?

'I want to speak to you, Eliane?' I voiced in my own mind, hoping she would answer back.

But I only heard the rumbling of my stomach and the rapid beating of my heart.   Something moved in one of the foliage near me. I swallowed my fear, my lips

tightening, my whole body trembling. "Eliane?"

Why the fuck did I say her name out loud?

But no one, not even a thing, answered back.

Aurora's Waters, which is a gilded fountain situated in the very front of Selena's Wall, is silent and empty. Only I stood and relished the view here, calm and peaceful-the perfect place for crying and wanting to be alone.

I looked at my reflection in the sacred waters of Aurora. Beautiful, green eyes, hair as dark

as a moonless night.

But deep in this gorgeous mask is an Elaine who does not know her parents. Who doesnoveldrama

not know where she came from and who the fuck she is to Eliane.

I am but a beautiful mask to a dark secret embedded in my soul. But I don't know how to

crack it and find that inner power and reveal who I really am.

'If you do, what will happen to you and your husband's child?'

  My eyes darted to my belly, rubbing and stroking my palm atop it.

    There is a life inside me.

    'There is life inside you.'

  The voice...is that Eliane?

'Eliane?' I asked from my thoughts.

'I am you. You are me.'

I imagined the two of us alone; the rest of the world melting away into the darkness the

way it seemed to do when Eliane looked at me.

  'Love. Affection. I never intended to kill. But people, they...they see me as a

murderous entity who shall do anything in order to have power.'

  That eerie voice whispered so strongly that it felt like it was around me. Within me. 'You cannot escape your fate-our fate...'

I close my eyes and imagine talking to her-talking to me. I want to know what I am to her: why she speaks to me and why her creation sees me as a bridge to bring her back to life. I imagine her forest-green eyes smiling at mine like how she does in my dream and stupor. I can still feel the weight of sadness in those eyes every time I gaze at them, and it was like gazing at my own soul. Strong yet sorrowful, those emotions reverberating in her gaze. In her essence.

'You must choose. Choose wisely, or your destiny will bleed like mine.'

  I can hear the rushing of Aurora's Waters, the sweet sound of flowing fountain

waters.

  'Choose, Elaine. Choose wisely. Don't let your heart fool you.'

I took a deep breath. 'Don't let your heart fool you.'

  Is loving Tyler entirely wrong? Or is it one of the statements they say as 'we have

the right love at the wrong time?'

I bet the latter is more correct.

'I am you, you are me...' The voice repeated.

It was late noon, well past noon to be honest. Upon realizing I am in the heavenly paradise on earth, something tugged inside me an emotion, an essence of someone like a chain that coiled like a snake deep within me.

;

If I am the Forest Queen-if I am Eliane...

"Then Tyler has just married the very entity that eats the hearts of their kind."

Utter fear and anguish wrapped tightly around my body,

I love Tyler. I love him so much that it bruises and hurts every time I think of him. Why did I have to feel this way about him? Why did I have to want him to see me this

way forever?

  I am a monster worth burning in the stake. I should die. I should perish. I should-   A hand was on my neck, making its way on my head.

I braced myself and opened my eyes, wiping the tears away with the palm of my hand.

Someone stroked my hair. I smiled. At least, his comforting touch tended to me.

Yet, feeling him here did nothing to ease the bitterness of the realization I just discovered.

If anything, it deepened the ache inside me.

  The hand fondled my hair repeatedly, and it made my head lower so I also lowered it down.

  It lowered and lowered and lowered, until my lips were on the brim of the fountain.     "Tyler?"

  Only an unearthly growl answered, the scent of death filling the cold air and not

Tyler's smell of rain and forest and mist.

;It was not Tyler's hand-especially when my face dove down in the fountain.

My vision became cloudy. Water filled my lungs; someone or something is drowning me,

leaving my ability to breathe almost impossible to achieve in a heartbeat.