Loving Ashlynn (#Wattys2016)

Chapter 47 - Aftermath, Run. Skip. Hop. Jump. Fly. (Samson POV) Pt.5

Was taking a five minute break form typing and I was just sitting here and thought, Ugh, I wish Wattpad had a Best Series Category for each genre in the Watty's. I might not have the most popular singular book, but my series is pretty good. Right?

Anyways, then I was daydreaming and started wondering where all my readers lived. *I'm not a creepy stalker LOL* But it's so strange... I mean I'm in the U.S. but I've spoken to readers that live in New Zealand and Africa, and Australia... that's just craziness! Emoji your location if you can: 🇩🇲 Born, 🇺🇸 Raised! 

Chapter 47 – Aftermath, Run. Skip. Hop. Jump. Fly. (Samson Conrad POV) Pt.5

"You know," Luca starts glancing behind to check on our girls. After picking up a quick meal, which Fatima slept through, Imogen was now as fast asleep as Fatima.

Knowing that her fears or quirks did not magically disappear, I purchase a few bagged snacks, and sealed drinks. "None of this makes any sense whatsoever," I nod not taking my eyes off the road.

"But none of it is really Fatima's fault," I make sure to add. In truth it really wasn't. I mean at this point, it felt like for whatever reason so many people had a hand in making her this person that she was.

It could not all be blamed on Dmitri.

Hell, Wyatt, whoever he is actually kept her secluded and Fatima were born in Zedwood. A realm that did not welcome half-breeds or non-full Faes and from the information that she's given us, it's becoming more apparent that this Wyatt man knew Fatima would be sent away.

As though, he sent her with the intentions of her being some type of carrier pigeon.

Then, Cynthia left her with Alpha Monet's pack.

As if that wasn't enough, she falls into Dmitri's hands and though he kept her protected, he did not necessarily keep her safe.

I glance at Luca from the corner of my eye, "I know, I'm not saying she's at fault, but," again he looks behind us. "Okay, the thing is, the Zedwood Six, that is not something anyone but the high officials in Zedwood knew of. Wyatt was one of them, but at the same time," he drags the end out.

"Faith knows, he told her, hell she was over in that realm. I'm not surprised the extent Wyatt went too, but I just... for him to have done something like having Faith in Zedwood," he shakes his head, "he saw something. Something he wanted to change or prevent or maybe it's something that has to be done. He just wouldn't go to the lengths of going against everything-"

"What if – it's been a while since you or not you but Rhys was over in Zedwood, maybe they've changed. Maybe they let-"

"No," he interrupts me. "Zedwood was created after the first world ended-"

"As in the myth of, the Five Suns."

"Not a myth. Zedwood was created when the first Sun was destroyed."

If I could deadpan this, I would. Instead I just keep my eyes on the road, happy that in less than an hour we would arrive at the home near Moscow, Idaho.

"Zedwood, the leaders, they more or less preach purification. That to keep our species untainted, that others, needed to be kept out. However, that is not what those like myself all believe."