Ryder's P.O.V
I don't think that Mary was too interested in the going to school idea. She smiled and agreed but her face really didn't show that she was too happy. I don't mind teaching her everything that she does need to know but the social interaction would be great for he especially because she doesn't get to really talk to anyone at the moment.
As promised if she finished her dinner she got her ice-cream. It looked so nice and refreshing so I stole a few spoons making her giggle and be mock angry at me for stealing her ice-cream. She really can't stay mad at me because on the way home I gave her a piggyback and that instantly cheered her up and made her smile and laugh for me again. I love how her mood just changes from one extreme to the next in literally a speck of time.
I decided that with it being her birthday next month that I would slowly start easing her into telling her about us being werewolves and that hopefully I could get her used to it and not scare her so she can go on runs with Ares and learn a few things and be ready for when her wolf comes.
Her genes makes it hard to predict the exact age that this will happen and it's not like I have any past related data to work from so it's essentially a guessing game of chance.
I'm hoping that it doesn't happen too soon and that there will still be some time left to get her training and ready.
Once we got to the cottage it wasn't to hard to get her to bed and asleep because for some reason she was utterly exhausted and didn't even fight me like she usually does when I try to put her to bed.
After she was sound asleep I started packing some boxes out into where I thought the items should go and where it would be accessible for Mary if she ever needed it.
I'm really hoping to start staying longer in one place and try and become normal to the people around us so that we aren't labelled as the weird and new folks.
Some stability would be good for the both of us and I doubt if there are still people out there searching for us.
I mean its been quiet for the past two years but that doesn't mean its completely dead.
Ares was scratching to be let out so I looked in on Mary to see her sound asleep so I decided to let him out for a little while so he could calm down.
Running always made me and him both feel better and more relaxed. It was the time when I could think uninterrupted and he could chase bunnies or woodland creatures he found.
Soon enough thought I was heading back to the cottage so I could try and also get some sleep.
Tomorrow would be a busy day. I had to get some supplies and start fixing the cottage. It was part of the arrangement that if I kept it neat and all fixed up I could deduct whatever I needed to have done from the months rent due.
This was great because run-away money only last as long as it lasts. I do have some investments and business deals paying me monthly but I might need to start getting a part time job soon if we want to keep running.
I'll figure something out when the time comes and the need arises. For now I'm just going to be enjoying the laughter and joys of Mary.
Once I got to my room and my head hit the pillow it was as if the whole words sleepiness dawned upon me and it wasn't long before I felt myself drifting off into dreamland.
"Daddy...
Dad
Please wake up..."
I awoke to Mary talking to me and poking me.
I turned around and asked her what the matter was.
"What's wrong? Why are you up?"
She cane a little closer and I could see the tear streaks and lines still wet on her face.
I pulled her closer and wiped the off while she tried getting her breathing to normal so she could tell me what is wrong.
"I had a bad nightmare. I dreamt that I was stolen away from mum and you by a bad man. I don't want to be stolen away from you."
She had started crying so I got up and picked her up, rubbing her back to help her feel better and calm down.
My shirt was wet with crying but I didn't mind as long as I could get her to calm down I can always put on another shirt.
"Shhs its okay now. I'm here and no one is going to take you away from me for as long as I life. I promise that. I will keep you safely tucked here in my arms for the rest of your life if I could."
She started calming down and not long after she was asleep in my arms again. So she does have a memory of what happened to her.
If this thing develops and she starts seeing the true imagine I might not be able to keep my plan in motion any longer.
For the time being I am safe because she sees a twisted image of what really happened but I fear once her wolf awakens there might be a chance that she will start seeing the true happenings of that night.
Flashback to six years ago
Palace gardens
I don't think I'm ready for this. Breaking onto the palace lands was the easy part of this whole exercise. Getting the royal miracle child is the hard part.
Either her mother or her father is with her all the time.
They have a guard stationed below her window and the only time they are allowed to leave is when the palace is under attack.
I'm hoping the rebellions plan works out because if it doesn't it's me taking the blame for everything happening tonight.
I heard the trigger howl and knew that the plan was being set into motion.
The attack would be happening any minute now.
I needed to get to the window and get ready for action as soon as the guard leaves his post.
Barely arrived at the window when the guard started running toward the growls and howls coming from the south west gate.
Okay showtime.
I jumped and climbed up to the balcony and opened the glass doors leading to the little princesses room.
I watched through the curtains for any shadows but saw none so I slipped in.
There is her crib laid the Miracle Princess as everyone called her.
I quickly and quietly packed what I was told to pack and grabbed her to leave.
This was surprisingly going great and I was waiting for something to go wrong.
When I made it to the woods right outside the palace gates as discussed I howled my signal that it was done and started running as soon as I had because I was to take care of the baby until it was time for us to use her to rise the rebellion to the throne.
End of Flashback.
Queen Dianne’s P.O.VFlashback to six years ago Royal palaceI was just leaving the nursery because my little miracle was sound asleep and the guard was stationed outside her window keeping her safe from everything. We are really blessed to have had her after struggling for years and having quite a lot of miscarriages. I was ready to give up and live with the fact that we would not have any children of our own and I know Zach was really sad because of this.We both decided that we would be trying one last time and then our miracle little Mary was born without any complications or problems. The morning of her birth was the most stressful and funny day in my life. Zach was so cute being so worried when I told him that my water had broke and that he would need to get me to the pack hospital. He ran around the house for like ten minutes looking for his keys when we wouldn’t even need them.I pi
That was unfortunately not the case because when I woke up the next morning it was still the exact same as the day before and nothing turned out to be a nightmare. Mary was really gone and no amount of searching and looking led us anywhere and we were no closer to finding than we were the day she went missing. We hired private detectives, and we made announcements and pleas and posters and pictures asking for her safe return but none of that helped.It was as if she had disappeared from the face of the earth never to be seen again.Zach has started going more and more into his shell and never really smiles or laughs anymore. We haven’t had a joyous moment since she was taken five years ago. I can’t really blame him because I haven’t been any better myself also. I miss that little bundle of joy.Its like the moon Goddess closed off the happiness tap and opened the depression and sadness tap fully.Today she would have been six years old and we would have had a huge celebration and ever
Turns out that they left almost immediately after Liam got the tip and he followed their scent for a while but lost them again. Honestly, I don’t know anymore. This constant hope is going to be the death of both me and Zach.Ryders’ P.O.VHer nightmares continued and started coming more frequently. I don’t know how long it will continue before it changes into what really happened and she starts hating me. I decided that I would take her on a picnic and we could try and see if something that happened is the cause of the nightmares.I was thinking it could be the warning signs of her wolf coming forward but her smell hasn’t changed at all so that one is ruled out.I thought about her and the little wolf she met and thought that that could be the reason for her nightmares and that she had smelled him and then linked it with some smells from her past but I’m not sure if that could be the case as she isn’t supposed to be able to link smells until her wolf comes.All this uncertainty was giv
Ryder’s P.O.VThe woman stopped like four yards from us and placed the basket on the ground in front of her feet. She still wasn’t talking and kept on staring at us. I still couldn’t get a read on her scent. I definitely smell something that is not entirely human, but she is not a wolf or anything I have been in contact with before and I’ve been in contact with quite a lot of species before this whole running away and hiding away part of my life even started.Being part of the royal pack definitely has its advantages in this regard. Royal visits to the other realms and meeting the other species of the supernatural world.She started taking a few more steps toward me and started motioning with her arms and it looked like she was trying to tell me something, but the words were not coming out of her mouth. She pointed to her mouth and showed me something.“Okay so if I understand you correctly then you are either not able to talk at all or you are not able/ want to talk to me at this mome
Ryder's P.O.VAfter dropping the flowers into the basket she turned around, and waved at me and Dora before running back into the flower field probably thinking that she had not yet picked enough to fill the entire house like she had wanted to do. I watched her pick some more bouquets and place them in the basket along with the other ones before she ran back with one in her hand holding it out to Dora who willingly took it with the biggest smile on her face I have yet to see. Before I had time to give her a sandwich she had already run off to the field again trying to tug the basket back over to us. After I sat and watched her struggle for a little while longer I decided enough was enough now. "Mary, come and have a sandwich before you pass out." She looked up from where she was still struggling with the basket she ha
Dora's P.O.V I had felt the need to tell Ryder everything about what I was doing and who I was and I didn't even know why. I knew he wasn't my Gabriel but I felt this special bond or something that I wasn't able to explain between us. I had wanted to ask him about the sweet little girl he had with him and when I saw that she had fallen asleep I thought that it would be the perfect time to do so. I was already ready to share my story with him after he had said what he had wanted to say but when I saw him struggling, looking for words, changing his mind, and looking again I decided that I could start telling my story so long and then when he was up to it later he could tell me about him and the little girl he is traveling with. I grabbed the stick I have been using to write everything out in the sand and started writing my story giving him time to get his words together. I was used to people looking at me funnily because I had what the humans call selective mutism. I was no stranger
Ryder's P.O.V When she took out and gave me that ring box I felt all the blood drain right out of me. If this had been her mates' mothers ring then either she was already dead, hiding away somewhere, or living under a new fake name. "This ring and crest belong to a pack that was taken over by a very evil man when he overthrew the Alpha and Luna of the pack. They were the nicest people and I had talked with them plenty of times when I was still with the palace helpers. I met with them right before they were overthrown and most people in the pack were either slaughtered or enslaved under the reign of the madman who took over. The luna, whom this ring belonged to was presumed killed or as having run away with her son and living under a false name somewhere in heartache because her mate was slaughtered right in front of her eyes. It was rumored that her son who was at the time only thirteen years old protected his mother when his father wasn't there anymore and that it was believed tha
Dora's P.O.V What Ryder told me had me in shock for quite some time. I knew that the rebellion was after the crown and that they would do anything to get what they wanted but to kidnap the miracle child of the king and the queen and keep her away from them to just bring her back to help them get the crown in the future was wrong in so many ways. Ryder helping them I didn't know if I wanted to believe him about the manipulation that he was experiencing but he did seem to care and have Mary's best interest at heart for the little while that I have seen them interact with each other. She also seems to have love for him and to have accepted him as her father even though he isn't that. Everyone was roped in to help search for this little girl when she first went missing and I remember that I had thought to myself who could be so cruel to take the little girl from her crib in the middle of the night. " Why would you do it though? I know I haven't known you long enough but to me, you see