Theirs to Claim (Under minor editing)

Chapter 33

"Take a deep breath and let it out."

Silence.

"Think about radiating light, sound, or heat out from your body in all directions."

I think about it.

"Feel yourself."

I feel it.

"Take a deep breath and let it out."

Serenity.

"Respond to your name."

"Belle."

I am Belle.

"Belle, think about what you are like... what you were like."

I am Belle.

I was Belle.

Belle was awesome.

"What was the characteristic you were better at when your lyall surfaced?"

My lyall.

My lyall made me tenacious.

"How would you travel, Belle?"

I was Belle.

I am Belle.

I would ride my bikes. I loved riding my motorcycles. Especially my most recent baby – the black MV Agusta F4CC.

"How would your lyall prefer to travel?"

I would run. I loved feeling the earth against my paws.

Memories of how somehow two personalities would fight in my head fill me.

Belle and her lyall.

I was them.

They are different but the same as well. They are two personalities – two souls – but they are one as well.

Does it mean I am supposed to be two persons?

I can't even remember how it was actually like. I can remember the internal battles, but I can't remember the feeling of its realism.

Memories of how somehow two personalities would fight in my head fill me once again.

Belle and her lyall.

I am 'them'.

Excruciating pain fills my being. Total pain.

It feels like fire raging through my chest. It feels like air is rushing out of my lungs, as I struggle to breathe – like I'm a hundred feet under water. It feels like my very being is being torn apart and all I can do is scream.

I want to open my eyes and wake up from this painful nightmare, but I can't.

I keep on reaching out for my mates.

Euan!

Luca!

The pain only intensifies.

I can feel as if their hands are only just a reach away from my own, yet unreachable.

Euan!

Luca!

My head feels like it's being split. I scream and scream. I keep on trying to reach for something. It feels like my jaws are being forcefully pulled open that my mouth is being torn.

It feels like my agony is never going to end. It's pain beyond my imagination. As if my limbs are being pulled North, East, South, and West – tearing my body apart.