Hi all!! Been away for a bit!! RL has gotten too real. Lol!! Nothing too serious, just lots of little issues keeping me away.
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How is feral Clarke gonna escape and be free? I need to know how will she reunite with Lexa?
Although a small part of me actually wants to see the tragedy unfold of Lexa having to live her life knowing Clarke is now gone forever π
Remember Niylah and how she wanted to have Clarke, although Lexa said no? Well, it's about a week before Clarke is put down when she shows up at the pound asking for Clarke by name, saying she wants to take her home as a toy. The owner comes to get Clarke, reminding her she'll be back soon enough. Although not as feral as she was before Clarke is back to being more violent and when she sees Niylah is the one who took Clarke away from her soon to be release, she growls and tries to attack her, so much so the owner grabs her by the back of her neck and apologizes, guaranteeing to the noble omega she will be put down that same night if she wishes. Instead, Niylah shrugs with a smile and is adamant about taking her
"I always liked how rough she seemed."
Clarke is furious, to say the least. How could she? How dared she? Clarke doesn't want to be anyone else's. She has made love to Lexa one last time, she was supposed to be the last person Clarke ever felt naked against her skin, Clarke was going to die with the thought of her on her mind and now Niylah comes and takes her away and for what? To use and dispose of her in a few months? She's Lexa's friend, Clarke cannot bare to stare at Lexa, knowing she is married, mated, and knotted by another. She can't. She is crying silently by the time they enter the carriage, her hands tied by a rope tied tightly by the owner of the pound.
Niylah does not talk to her, her smile gone. Her kind face could almost fool Clarke if she wasn't taking away everything Clarke wanted.
It is not until the trip reaches the one hour mark that Clarke realizes they are not going to Niylah's family home, only a couple of minutes away from the Woods manor and half an hour away from the pound.
"Where are you taking me?" Clarke's voice is low and raspy, not having spoken a word since she left Lexa.
There is something in the way Niylah smiles at her. A friendly kindness, gentle. The hunger that was present in her eyes at the pound is gone like a farce and Clarke cannot be sur ewhy, but she trusts her.
"Patience alpha. I promise things will fall into place."
Being liberated and pardoned is not what Clarke wants, much less to be taken far away from what she knows just to be thrown in the pound once more eventually.
"Wherever it is you are taking me, I do not want to go. I would be happier dead."
Niylah's smile still doesn't falter, "will you trust me? Please, friend?"
Clarke nods, although not totally convinced. She is Lexa's friend, perhaps she can trust her as one too.
They arrive at their destination about two hours later, a massive mansion by the sea. The carriage stops and Niylah helps Clarke out, her legs still weak from the lack of movement.
At the door an alpha awaits them. Noble and regal, she reminds her of Lexa in a way. She does not smile much like her omega, but there is something in her that tells Clarke she can trust her.
"Anya, you look well."
"Niylah. I assume this is the stray?" A look from Niylah and the Anya girl clears her throat, "Clarke, right?"
Clarke nods unsure.
"I've heard a lot about you." The alpha motions inside where voices can be heard.
For a second, Clarke expects to see Lexa behind her, greeting her by throwing herself at her as the voices get closer.
Instead, another omega wobbles her way to the door, the late stages of her pregnancy clear as day. As soon as she sees her, she does throw herself at her with a near scream.
"Raven?!"
"Hello Clarke!"
"You married."
"I did."
"And you're expecting."
"You did always point out the obvious Clarke."
Clarke has so much more to ask. How is Raven here? Why is Clarke here? Why did Niylah take her out of her deathbed to bring her to a long lost friend and her wife?
"You seem to have a lot to catch up on." Clarke's attention is back to Niylah "I should go then."
There is a brief silence between the women that confuses Clarke. Before she can question it Anya speaks up, "will you be back next week?"
Niylah's eyes shine with tears but she smiles bright. She turns to Clarke to answer, "I hope so. For you. And for her."
It takes Clarke the whole of two heartbeats to understand.
A week. All she has to do is wait for her for a week.
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