Return To Pandora: Book 1 in The Pandora Series by Kayla Smith Page B

young and I didn’t grow up in that world to want to or even think of marrying an older man.”
    “He knew your mother really wouldn’t force you to do something you didn’t want to do and he knew you had a strong will about you, so he just said it to get under your skin and your mothers. He really doesn’t want that, he’s in love, he just doesn’t know it yet,” she said looking pleased that she had come to this revelation on her own.
    I just nodded my head not knowing what to say to that. By the end of practice that day Olivia and I had bonded more than I thought possible. She shared stories of my mother and father and she shared stories of when they first brought me home. She was so excited she threw a party for me and I was only two days old. I was six months old when my mother faked our deaths and vanished from Pandora. She found us with the people who were close to my mother and helped her escape.
    I stayed after everyone had left and ran a few laps. I was too wound up to even think about sleep. I was on my fourth lap when I felt a cold breeze wash over me. This wasn’t like a normal breeze it felt manipulated. I stopped and surveyed my surroundings, there was nothing out of the ordinary and I couldn’t see anyone so I finished my lap and grabbed my bag on my run out of the field.
    I ran all the way home and I still couldn’t shake the cold manipulated breeze that seemed to be following me. I picked up my pace and called on my power to control the wind and had it carry me all the way home. I made it go faster than my legs could have carried me and I was high up in the sky so no one could see me.
    When I landed in my back yard I was met with the reason for the cold wind following me. There was a man I couldn’t deny was my father because he looked completely identical to his twin sister Olivia.
    “Hello Jackie,” he said. “I’ve been dying to see you since the day you disappeared.”
    Then he collapsed to the ground having what looked like a seizure.
    All I could do to help was yell to my mother, “MOM!”

Reality
    My mother came rushing outside and crumpled to ground beside me and said, “What happened? How did they find us? How did he get here? Oh my God he’s still alive.”
    The words just flew out of her mouth before I even had the time to say anything.
    “So I was right, this is my father?” I asked her as she motioned for me to help her get him inside.
    “Yes this is Stephan, your father and the true King of Pandora, my husband and soul mate,” she said as we laid him down on the couch.
    He had stopped convulsing by the time my mother had come out of the house and I had him in an upright position, to keep him from choking.
    Mom stayed there to try and nurse him back to health, but I left. I didn’t know what I could do. So I did the only thing I knew I could do, I called Olivia.
    “Olivia!” I said through the receiver of the phone.
    “Jackie? What’s wrong? Why do you sound so panicked?” She asked, picking up on my stress level and anxiety.
    “It’s my father. He’s here and he’s in a really bad condition. I don’t know what is wrong with him and I don’t even know how he got here. Just come over right now please!” I said to her pleading for some help other than my mother.
    His appearance was too sudden and after my dream I couldn’t put this feeling aside that something was not right.
    “Alright, I’m on my way, I’ll be there in a minute,” then she hung up.
    I desperately wanted to call Zackary, but with the way things ended earlier today I didn’t know how to approach him. We didn’t speak at all the rest of the day and I thought he would have stayed behind with me when the others left, but he didn’t. I don’t know how to fix things, if he doesn’t talk to me. I still don’t even know what I did to him. We were just practicing our powers and he got all ‘I’m sick of this crap’ and abandoned me.
    I was walking out of the dining room and back into the