It feels good that I can freely use my hands again even if it’s for nothing important. But that was all I wanted instead of having them chained like an animal — even if I’m one in some sense. Talk about the burns I used to go through as well.
Still, my legs were chained, which sorts of prevented me from doing a lot of things. Like moving about, for example. But it doesn’t mean I haven’t tried to free myself from the chain to no avail. Each trial came with burns on my palms but I was fervent in it. I still have a question bugging me. And that is to know the reason the beta had to unchain my hands.
I should consider it something that needs to be done, but with the beta’s incomprehensible acts, I have a feeling it was more than just unchaining my hands. But what could it be if it isn’t the ordinary situation it looks like?
It’s been a few days since that crazy old man was here, basically with an intention I have no id
Someone is about to be in for a treat… and that’s if this works. And what I do, or have been doing, is sit still as I wait patiently for the showdown that should begin soon. Even though I have no advantage over time, I have cultivated a habit of keeping in mind the timing for my dosage. And by my mental calculation, I was about to get another anytime soon.I was nervous, and at the same time hopeful. It’s basically because I have a plan that I was about to unleash. Who knows what would happen in the next ten to five minutes? I don’t know, but I wish it turns out right because this could be the only chance I get in trying a shot.When the door opens, I hold in my breath to conceal how awfully tense I was. I have to remind myself that this should work. It really should.A man walks into my cell, who obviously is one of the guards, holding on to a tray. And on that tray are items I cannot see but wa
It took me about three minutes of navigation before I made it out of the building. I could have made it out faster, but being extra cautious, I had to take light movements to ensure I don’t encounter anyone in there. And luckily, I didn’t.The detailing of the building wasn’t any hard to go through, except for the white walls which I have no idea why it was designed that way. Seems to me like heaven before hell, if you know what I mean.Although I was shit scared right now, I couldn’t help but marvel at the hot sun that was penetrating my sight. It was like a beauty to behold. Unimaginable too, as it is the first time in two damn months that I’ll be seeing the sunlight. I had to cringe in no time as I wasn’t used to the sunlight anymore. And not to forget that I should be finding my way out of the woods.Without further ado I was running away from the spot I have been standing for a wh
Despite not being a fan of loud music, Garrett was getting into the bit of session he was having while driving on the highway. The biggest influence on the act was Luke who had such great likeness to anything that had to do with a lot of noise, especially music. It was an act he found rather annoying, but he was caught in it at the moment.There were safety protocols that were meant to be followed. And he had gone against one. Driving with such noise in his car was tantamount to losing focus on what is ahead and behind him… a major blow that could very well lead to an accident. However, he had no regard for that because he believed it was only humans that would find themselves in such a situation that could warrant a disaster… and he wasn’t one.He was on the way back to his home, which was his packhouse in particular, from the human territory. But he wasn’t even into the idea of leaving for home yet. And neither di
The obvious place he could tell that Simon was coming out from was the woods. He didn’t think to link it to anything, but he perceived it had something to do with the issue on ground.Both Luke and him continued to focus on Simon who eventually came up the stairs to join them on the balcony. All along, Simon had his hands intertwined together behind him like a master. Probably one of the trademarks that he possessed.“What happened here, exactly? How did Adaliah even get to handle a door talk less of setting herself free? Did anyone among us decide to turn against the pack?” he wasted no time in throwing those questions at the bet. It was a bit offensive to be all up at the start of a convo, but now wasn’t the time to follow ethics.“Unfortunately, I can’t answer any of what you are asking me. The reason being that there has been no progress on finding out the real situation in all of
I pant hard the minute I make my way out of whatever it was I went through. I have no clue as to what it was, except it was made up of rocks like the very same one I had gone through as an entrance. The place literally had no entrance, and if it hadn’t been for my ability to walk through things, then I wouldn’t have found my way into the place.The crazy part about it was the things I saw in there. There were items in the place that I would rather call a cave, which indicated that the place had been in use several times. Items like sheets, a pillow, and even a pink comforter were made evident. Even a spot that was most likely used as a fireplace. And to my utmost surprise, I discovered it was Monica’s haven.How did I round up to that? After accessing the cave-like place while looking for an exit which I didn’t get, I saw a family picture under one of the pillows. The picture was an old one due to the texture, and by
Not again. Not even at this crucial period. I did not need more than the growls and the foul odor emanating from the wolf to know it was a rogue. Saliva was dripping down the side of the mouth as it continued to growl at me and it was one way to know it wasn’t in its right senses.What was I even thinking when I decided to escape from where I was bound? That I would have it easy when I step foot outside? I should have known that leaving the territory of the Green Woods, which was probably the safest place for me at the moment, would expose me to harm's way. This rogue was probably the tip of the iceberg.I might have lost my abilities as a wolf, but the stench from the rogue was disgusting to me. I was at this point where I could puke my brain out but my self-control was helping in a lot of ways. I’m still surprised I was able to stand the stench when I still had my hyper senses.A realization hit me, and I h
“Garrett,”“Yes?”“Elder Damien is here.”Whatever Garrett had his focus on, he had to withdraw from as soon as he got informed of the new development. And just as he had been told, he did confirm it when he turned around to see a man in red and black shaded clothing approaching him and his best friend, Luke.The sight of the approaching man caused a change in his mood instantly. Rage took over him, an expression he has not exuded in a while, not even when he found out about his mate’s disappearance from where she was held bound.Turning to look at Luke who had his concentration on the man, he asked in a tone that failed to hide how he was feeling, “Who let him in?”“Who else but the guards?” Luke responded casually as if to tell him to see through the obvious.And that was
“Hmph,” I whimper, not just once, but three times. Right now, I couldn’t feel myself. I was sore all over with no idea how I came to be in this state. I can’t even say I was in my right senses as everything about my being was inexplicable. Or could I be dreaming?It took me a while to realize I was nothing close to being in the dreamland. My eyes were drooping as I try to force them open. It was becoming quite difficult a task that at one point I had to give up and let myself recuperate. Maybe by then, I would get a hang of my system.A few minutes later and I open my eyes wide to the fading day. The sky was grey and I could tell that in no time, the night would befall me.My arms felt heavy to lift and so were my legs. It prompted me to stay still on the ground, right in the middle of where I have no idea of. I could be lost for crying out loud. Or maybe right in the middle of something unpredict