Mmesoma Annabel

Humans, Werewolves and Vampires signed a truce hundreds of years ago since the last war of 2000 that left them almost extinct.
They attend schools together, work in the same places, have joint ceremonies. What the elders doesn’t permit is intermarriage, it’s a forbidden relationship.
On their eighteenth birthday, a tattoo Mark of either their helper, mate or half soul emerge on their bodies each the exact replica of the other, the tattoos are sacred since it’s only two people that shares the unique mark.
What will happen when a human prince gets two different marks the morning of his eighteenth birthday?, Read to find out!!!! 


Written On Stones

He leaned forward in conspiracy, “so tell me, who's caught your fancy?”

I gave him a playful punch” it's no one perv, I know I love seeing half-naked males, but I feel nothing for them, here”, I pointed at my chest.

“ What of you, any girl caught your fancy yet?”

He brightened at that, "oh yes, she has black lustrous almost long hair which she likes tying in a ponytail. Her pink lips so soft to look at, her dark golden skin a good compliment to her green eyes, her_”

Wait a minute, that sounds exactly like me if you add he instead of she.

“You're talking about me?” I glared at him.

“Got you caught up in my tale, didn't I? By the way, to answer your earlier question.

I haven't met anyone who caught my fancy yet and besides, my helping mark will appear in like six months from now, why waste my precious time pining over someone who might turn out not to be my helper?”

His words make sense, that was precisely what I was thinking of doing.

"Likewise I", I raised my palm, “high five to this patiently waiting for their helper”, we high-fived.

“Father, you called for me?” I bowed low before my father, who was sitting on his throne in a relaxed posture.

I approached him and kissed the ring on his finger.

“Am I apologize for shouting at you last two days ago, I was caught up on my wish to see a son of mine attend the same academy I did and rule this kingdom someday.

I lost my shit when you refused to honour the invitation sent to you.”

I glared at him "no cussing father”, I gave him a death look.

He would have died that instant, if only looks can kill.

He raised his hands in mock surrender, “sorry about that, I promise not to make use of those words ever again. At least not when you're around”, he murmured the last words, but I heard it.

“You won't attend the academy if you don't want to. I'll find a way for you to learn how to control and harness your powers without the aid of the academics”, he paused “There must be a way to help you that doesn't require attending the academy since you dread it”, he looked sincere, I know how much it hurts him to say those words.

He's giving me an out, my wish of not attending the academy is now fulfilled, I won't attend the academy if I don't want to.

It would have been easier for me to accept his proposal, but I can't accept it. Accepting it will mean losing Kwofo's friendship and dashing his long-lost hope of attending his dream academy. For as long as I've known him he hasn't requested anything from me, and now he has, I would rather not disappoint him.

I smiled at my father who's trying to act tough,  “I love your proposal but am sorry, I can't accept it” I smiled brightly.

Chapter 11