My Omega Queen Chapter 31: History Lesson
POV: Emily
For as agonizing as it is for me right now, I recall memories that my body has locked away in order to protect myself. I remember where I came from, it was a nice and beautiful village, where people knew and loved me, my parents were important people. They loved me the most out of everyone.
That painful day started much like any other, as my mom and dad, despite being busy people, still made time to play with me. We visited a sort of festival, and they bought me ice cream. Sweet, vanilla flavor. Dad carried me on his shoulders. I could see the people, moving about their day, happily. Some of them would even come up to my parents and strike up a friendly conversation, which would be met with kindness and warmth.
aze.
in certain situations. “We’ll make preparations then.” he continued.
on. My parents then went into their office, but not before telling Martha, my personal maid, to spend the day with me. I could hear muffled talking, before getting on with the day. I
on a camping trip with Martha. I had never left the village before, so I was happy and excited. It didn’t occur to me at the time that the two events are related.
bly got bad news from home, where we couldn’t return anymore. For the following days, we did our best to survive in the wilderness, our trip becoming not-so-fun anymore.
an opportunity to play and run around, and for Martha, it was an easy way to distract me and escape my peering questions. But my laughter and chuckling attracted unwanted attention, as a few rogues heard the noise and made an appearance. The next moments happened extremely fast and they’re still vague. I guess I disassociated then, as it was a bloody mess. Martha yelled at me to run, but my tiny feet managed to move only a couple of steps before the sounds of bones breaking and flesh being ripped reached my ears. What they did to her was beyond cruel. What Accalia did was way worse, however, when the rogues had began making their way towards me, with pieces of Martha stuck to their claws. I froze and… let go. At the end of it all, I was left in the forest, shifted back, covered in rogues’ blood. It took a lot of power to shift, especially at such a young age, so it only makes sense that my memories of the event were foggy
aps I’ll stay in this dream a bit more.
Edward
k, try to explain that I need some time, maybe some space, but tell her not to worry about it. I love her.
n my own thoughts, I glossed over getting mind-linked, but it soon registers to me that it means trouble. Breaches in our territory are never to be taken lightly, especially since some of them
s, heading back towards the village. Pack warriors are to remain and deal with the rogues. Please emphasise to everybody the importance of safety in this matter.”
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ed as me, because he begins smelling and running around, desperately trying to find even a trace.
t is being broken in two, just as Arthur finally finds her scent. Despite also feeling a slice of the agony, he begins sprinting toward where he thinks she could be, when it begins raining, giving us another reason to worry. If we lose her now, it could spell disaster. I don’t
ael’s worried words, which pop inside of my head:
race breaking just a few seconds ago. This means…”
nd-link Michael once again:
ve are to look for her. NOW!”
reason, as he kills every rogue he encounters in our path.
Michael mind-links us with some news:
she’s… alive. However, we need y