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

The gate opened, and out walked a man that was dressed in the native Apa clothes of my people. His neck was decorated with Uhe, the shell of a tortoise dangling from a rope on his neck.

His upper body was in full display. His helper's mark taking almost the space on his stomach.

His hair was bald of any hair, and his beards were as long as his neck.

He wasn't wearing any footwear like the people of my town do, instead he was barefooted.

"Listening to you talk amongst yourselves proves your innocent intention, and the truth in your words when you talked about the priestess," the man bowed to Ije.

"Your priestess was a woman worth emulating. She was the one who provided this sanctuary for my people during the war, and we stayed here even after it. "

" Please good sir, don't bow to me. Am not worthy of it. Am juts an ordinary servant of the priestess. We're her humble servants, no one is above all. "

The man gave her a curt nod before turning his Face towards I and my mates " who are this? " he looks at us in suspicion.

" Oh, " Ije walked over to me, and slung her arm over my shoulders, much to the displeasure of my mates who silently growled at her in displeasure " this is the one we all consider as our younger brother. He was rescued by our priestess on her trip to get herbs, and we've been with him for years now. He grew up in the mountains with us. His name is Buch. ".

Only the person who've been with Ije will notice the nervousness in her voice as she answered the question that was asked of her.

"The priestess was known not to have a male discipline, why will she keep him with her Instead of taking him home? "

" That's where the problem lies in Sir. He has no home, and according to mistress the mother who was in her moment of death when he was rescued by our priestess pleaded she be the one to train the baby, and that was the reason she brought back this chubby brother to us." she lightly pinched my cheeks.

"Aww sister," I rubbed my cheeks, a pout on my face " that hurts! I will make sure to tell mother all you did to me ever since she left!" I glared at her.

Even as we talked, I can't help commending myself on perfectly acting it like it's real..I highly doubt the priestess won't believe us and think she was the one who trained me if she was to hear our story and see our acting.

A person that's looking at us now wouldn't believe we met just a day ago. The person might think we've known each other for years.

"She won't believe any word you say Buch. Don't forget she always calls you her troublesome prince. she wl believe me more than she will do you because am far more trust worthy than you are."

Chapter 396