Resurrection novel Chapter 4

Electric blue was the colour of her eyes,

Innocence and fear was evident in them

Longer I stared into them,

The deeper I fell into their depth of marina trench.

Blue was not my favourite colour,

But it just took one look to change it from then.

Love was not experienced by me before

But those eyes forced me to fall deeply and madly in love with them.

Her purity was a curse

To my evil eyes who were blinded by the light of goodness in them

Yes I was evil

Evil like a deadly beast who killed for content

Evil like a villain who ordered the death of innocents.

But for her

I wanted to be a hero

A hero who will save his heroin in distress

I just know one thing that

Those eyes were holding me captive

And I was willing to be captivated forever in them.

They were the most beautiful in the world

As I saw my soul mate in them.

Ezra's pov

It was 4 am and still, my eyes had no sleep

I was trying but those hazel eyes kept staring at me whenever I closed my eyes.

The adoration, beauty, promises those eyes had made my nights sleepless and my days restless.

I tried to forget them.

I tried

But my subconscious mind kept replaying them.

I was still 17

There can be a possibility that he is my mate

But this thought made matters worse

His aura screamed power

And powerful wolves are more possessive than others

They are more dominating and demanding

They consider them superiors and bound their mates in restrictions

And I don't follow restrictions

I break them with the first opportunity I get

Especially when they block my plan, my mission, my goal in life.

His hands showed me what safety felt like

His eyes showed me what adoration felt like

And I know he can show me what love meant like

But the question here is can I forget what happened with my family?

Can I forget the revenge for which I planned my entire life?

Can I be selfish for once

My answer is no

I can't

Those screams of innocents will not leave my mind unless I give them peace.

Multiple sleepless nights later

I decided to go to school

I was taking out my books from my locker when I felt like someone was watching me

I turned around and my eyes met with Eric's

He was talking to a girl but his eyes were set on me

I closed my locker and turned to leave when he blocked my path

His face was neutral

There was something going on in his mind which I couldn't put my finger on

He was a complex personality

Understanding him was difficult and this scared me a bit

"See that day I- "

"Shhh.."

He stopped me

"Only speak when I ask you to and acknowledge me with some respect, I am not your childhood buddy"

But you know these false expectations hurt us the most in the end

When we don't find one hand to help us

But a hundred hands to push us down

When we don't find a person who holds us and says I love you

But find hundreds who point fingers at us and say we hate you

When we unconditional love others and only get reprimanded in return

When our hero turns villain

Then it breaks our heart

But remember expectation from others can hurt you

While expectation from yourself can make you love yourself

Don't find someone who will love you

First, love yourself so others can love you

Don't look for a hero when you yourself can be your own saviour

I also wish right now that those hazel eyes look at me, those firm hands support me that deep powerful voice speaks up for me and protect me from the harsh words of these people but I also know this is just wishful thinking.

"Eric you could find a much better servant than her, she doesn't even deserve to serve royalty like you, if you say I could serve you in much better ways than her"

She says running her hands down his arm seductively.

Disgusted, that's what I felt on seeing her

How desperate can they be

I hate girls like her who serve their self-respect on a platter to royals like him

Sure, I was bought up in poverty

With pennies in my pockets and serving trays in my hands but never ever have I degraded this low to gain the attention of someone or to get money

I always managed with the little I have

The little I saved while working in a cafe nearby

And I would never steep so low no matter who worse my situation is

I would never do such a thing to get someone's attention or money

She had everything I didn't

Riches, beauty, figure but she lacked one thing that every girl should have

Self-respect

"Kylie babe don't worry she is not serving me, I am just training her how to treat us with respect, her punishment will be served but not from my hands but by the hands of Xavier King"

And that's when my blood ran cold.