The feel of my skin getting burned jolted me awake. I whimpered as I felt the silver cuffs burn my wrists and ankles. I weakly looked around to see my sister Malia looking down at me with a smile on her face. The familiar feeling of fear took over me when I saw the sickly sweet smile on her lips.
“Please Malia, not today. I don’t feel good.” I cried, begging my sister to leave me alone.
“What are you pretending for, Miracle?” She asked, rolling her eyes at me.
“You know we can’t miss the full moon after your birthday. In fact, this one is special because you’re turning 18 on a full moon night.” She exclaimed, clapping her hands in excitement.
I didn’t even realize it was a full moon today. I especially didn’t expect to wake up like this on my 18th birthday. I was hoping for a peaceful day, and probably to find my mate.
“Please, just let it go this one time. The silver hurts terribly.” I requested, trying to bargain. Malia scoffed, her beautiful oval shape face forming a frown in annoyance.
“Cut the crap! I don’t have the time and patience for that,” she snapped angrily.
I sighed in defeat, my eyes looking at the door where my parents stood watching everything unfold quietly. I wished they would have helped me, stopped Malia from slowly draining me of my life energy.
“Yes, that suits you better. Cry and be the pathetic, weak self you are,” she spat at me. I couldn’t stop the tears from flowing from my eyes anymore.
“I am your sister, Malia. Please don’t do this, you’re killing me,” I tried once again, wanting to get away from the torture.
“You are weak, pathetic, and a shame on our family. I am correcting the mistake the Goddess made.” She said, her voice holding so much anger and hatred for me.
“What are you waiting for? Start your work,” she barked angrily at the witch who gave her an icy stare but pulled out her stuff to start what she was here for. I was taken aback when I saw the old woman in my room with Malia.
“Why is there a witch here?” I asked, my fear slowly increasing.
“Oh! So, you’re not that useless after all. You could still identify a witch by only looking at her.” She mocked.
“Malia, please stop this. Magic is forbidden for pack wolves. Don’t do it, you will be punished when the Alpha finds out.” I said, my voice holding fear and desperation.
“If the Alpha finds out.” She corrected. Looking at me with a wicked smile on her face.
I lay helplessly on the bed as Malia’s witch started putting things together. She has always made sure I could never escape her. What was my fault? How is it my fault that the Goddess blessed me with powers that I don’t even know about? I never asked for them. I wouldn’t have even found out about them if Malia hadn’t chained me on my 8th birthday.
It was the first time she tied with silver cuffs. Silver is lethal to werewolves, and she used to it suppress my wolf. She made sure I didn’t tell anyone about it. She did it discreetly until our parents caught her. Our father, John, was a Beta of our little pack, Silver Crescent, and he held pride in being one of the strongest and influential families of our pack.
He scolded her, angry she would do something as bad as tying her own sister with silver cuffs. Werewolves were not allowed to use silver amongst packs. Hurting your own pack mate or any other wolf by using silver was considered an unforgiving crime. It held serious consequences, like being sentenced to death.
I was happy to have my father care for me, to stand up for me. That was until Malia convinced him I was not worthy of the Moon Goddess’s blessings. How I would bring shame to our family and pack. Like the pathetic person I am, I expected my father to disagree with her, tell her he trusts me. That I will make him proud when I grow up.
Unfortunately, it was all in my head. He agreed to everything Malia said about me. He was more worried about not having a successor if Malia was to get punished for hurting me and unauthorized use of silver. My mother didn’t say a word and played the role of the perfect obedient mate she has always been. They not only let Malia get away with everything, but they let her continue doing it.
They did not care that Malia was not only scarring me and making me weak by using silver but also my life source. They declared me weak, not giving me a chance to prove myself. They let not only Malia but the entire pack abuse and bully me. Everyone called me a pathetic, weak girl because I was never able to shift into my wolf. How could I? When Malia was making me weaker with each passing year. I don’t think there is anything left at all.
I was pulled away from the painful memories of my past when I heard the witch start chanting the spell. I screamed, feeling the silver cut into my skin. Malia opened the curtain to the window in my room, welcoming the moonlight.
My body started emitting a golden glow. I knew it was the effect of the spell mixed with moonlight. My wolf felt at ease as soon as the moonlight touched our skin. However, the relieving feeling soon disappeared as pain took over my body.
“Ahhhh! NO, please stop.” I screamed, begging for them to stop, as tears streamed down my eyes.
No one seems to care about my pain. They never have. I could feel like my soul getting sucked off my body. I saw the glowing light making its way to Malia as she happily accepted my powers. She didn’t care that she was killing me in her quest for power; she was sucking in my life source along with my powers, and she did not know, or probably, she knew, but she didn’t care.
I don’t know how long it has been. My screams died when I couldn’t anymore. My throat felt raw. My entire body hurt like hell. My wolf was awfully quiet. I knew she was there. I could feel her presence, I could feel her pain, the feeling of dejection taking over us but she didn’t say anything.
I know she blamed herself, but I knew it was not her fault. The witch had completed the spell and was now packing her stuff. Malia motioned for the witch to remove the silver cuffs. I knew she would never touch them. The witch chanted something, flicking her hands as the cuffs flew open, falling down onto the bed.
“How long until I get all her powers?” Malia asked the witch.
“You know I won’t tell you anything here,” the witch replied. She continued to look at Malia with an icy glare. I wonder what Malia could have possibly offered the witch to get her to do this job for her.
“What do you mean?” Malia snapped
“Meet me after the Mating ball or whatever you mutts call it. You know where to find me.” The witch replied, it was clear none of them cared for the other. Despite that, they managed to work together. The mention of the Mating ball made shivers run down my spine. I am dreading the worst. She didn’t wait, just picked her old leather bag and walked out of my room.
“Do I have to remind you about the Mating ball too?” Malia asked, turning to look at me with her angry, cold eyes.
“Make sure you are ready and try not to embarrass us.” She ordered, before kicking me hard in the ribs, making me scream out in pain. She walked out of my room, slamming the door behind her. I couldn’t do anything. I just laid there crying at my pathetic life, letting sleep take over me.
MiracleToday is like any normal day. I had thought my 18th birthday would be different. I was a fool to even think today would be any different. It has been years, and the only reason they remembered my birthday was because they had to make Malia stronger by stealing away my powers as soon as I turned 18.“What the fuck are you doing?” I heard Malia’s angry voice from the kitchen door.“I am cleaning the dishes,” I replied weakly. I could barely move my limbs after the ritual yesterday. I felt dizzy because I haven’t eaten in two days.“What about my breakfast?” She questioned. I turned to look at her, confused.“I served breakfast alre—-” I started, only to get interrupted by her angry voice.“You served me sandwiches. Do you not know how much I hate them?” She had a crazed look in her eyes. I knew she was angry, but I was afraid of how she was l
ChristopherLife has been unfair to me. It has separated me from everyone who was dear to me. I lost my parents, my brother, and my mate. It seems like I am cursed. I looked at the picture in my hand. My beautiful mate wrapped in my arms, smiling at me, looking as gorgeous as ever. It was supposed to be the beginning of our new life together, but it turned out to be a nightmare instead.No matter how hard I tried, I could never forget that day. The day I lost almost every one of my family. I closed my eyes as a tear slipped past my eyes. My heart contracted painfully in my chest. It has been years, but the memory is still fresh in my head.“Chris, we have to—-” My sister Brenna barged into my room, stopping mid-sentence when she noticed the picture in my hand.“Don’t you knock?” I asked in an annoyed tone.“Why do I have to knock?” She asked, shrugging her shoulders as she walked furt
MiracleIt was time for the mating ball; I tried to keep myself calm and not think much about it. I grabbed the blush pink dress my mother had brought me for the mating ball. It was rare for me to get new clothes, and it surprised me she got me one. Then I found out that there were Alphas from neighboring packs visiting, and I realized it was just to keep face in front of the guests.I sighed as I got a hold of the makeup Malia had given me to cover up my bruises. I didn’t even know much about using it, but I knew I had to make sure my bruises and wounds are hidden if I wanted to have some peace this evening. I got to work applying the makeup on my face and neck. I did pretty well in hiding them. The only bruises I wasn’t able to hide were the nasty burn in my hands.‘You should let everyone see your bruises. It will at least save us from here.’ Mia said, I could feel her anger and hate towards our family.‘Y
MiracleAs soon as I entered the garden, I bumped into a wall. I was confused because I didn’t remember the garden having a wall before. It was an open space. I looked up to find a pair of cold blue eyes staring at me. This man that I bumped into had a pair of mesmerizing eyes that pulled me in their depths.He had a powerful aura surrounding him. I think he might be one of the guest alphas. The thought made my eyes widen in fear. I immediately took a step back, scared I would do something to offend our guests. He looked at me with what looked like confusion in his eyes?“I am sorry Alpha, I wasn’t looking where I was going,” I murmured, bowing my head in respect.“It’s alright, just be careful next time. It’s not good to be clumsy, you can hurt yourself.” He replied in his deep, crisp voice, making a shiver run down my spine. Did he really have to be so rude? I did say I was sorry, right? I thought, mentall
Miracle I woke up in a dark room. I blinked my eyes a couple of times to adjust to the darkness. I looked around to find myself in the room they gave me to sleep in the packhouse. I feel confused trying to recall what happened, and why I feel like a truck ran over my body. I mean, I know I was beaten and bruised, but at the moment, I felt worse than I have. I tried to get up in a sitting position on the bed, but I couldn’t move. I hissed in pain but will myself to move. Groaning, I sit up on the bed and as soon as I did the lights turned on making me close my eyes at the sudden brightness. “You finally decided to wake up?” I heard my father’s angry voice and my head in his direction in fear. “I—” I start, but stop short of words. I don’t know what to say. I didn’t even know what I did to get into trouble this time. I looked up to see both my parents glaring down at me. I try to recall what happened, but I can’t seem to remember anything. The o
Christopher We arrived at the Silver Crescent Pack, but for some reason, my wolf has been restless. I don’t know what it is, but I feel there is something terribly wrong. I tried to ignore it and focus on attending the Mating Ball. I don’t want to poke in their business unless they are doing something terrible. The Alpha welcomed us, who seem very nervous in my presence. I know, I have a strong aura and I try to suppress it as much as I can, but did he have to make it so obvious? He is an Alpha, and he lets others see his emotions. It is not a good sign for an Alpha. They immediately took us to the guest house. They had tried their best to make it comfortable for all their visitors, so I commend them for it. After a shower, I changed and made my way out to find my Beta waiting for me at the door. “Alpha, do you also feel it?” He asked, looking around. “Do you feel something?” I asked, not bothering to answer his question. “I feel somet
Miracle “NO!” I screamed, my heart still aching from the agonising pain of rejection. I know he didn’t use the words to reject me, but for some reason, it feels like he is rejecting me. “Why can’t you recognise me as your mate?” I asked, looking at him with tear-filled eyes. “I can smell my mate’s scent, and I know it’s not you,” he said, looking at me with his hate-filled eyes. I felt something break inside of me. “Please,” I pleaded pathetically, looking at him with hopeful eyes, “I swear I am your mate. She is not,” I added as tears rolled down my cheeks. “I am sure Malia has tricked you. She can’t be your mate, please, please trust me.” I begged for my mate to listen to me. “Why are you so hell bent on proving that I am trying to steal your mate?” Malia asked. For the first time, she looked pitiful, and I knew it was all an act. She was desperately trying to prove in front of everyone that I was trying to frame her. “How can you ev
Miracle I feel empty inside. I am completely broken. There is nothing left of me anymore. I knew I wouldn't come out of this alive. I know the punishment of trying to hurt a fellow pack mate. No one believed me before, then why would they believe me now? I won’t try to prove myself innocent anymore. There is nothing for me to live for. However, there is one thing that I know I want to do before I leave this world, and that was to prove I wasn’t lying about Jake being my mate. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard Mia whimper in my head. ‘I am sorry, Mia,’ I whispered. ‘I know you don’t deserve this, but you are stuck with a useless human like me. I hope the Goddess gives you a second life, and you get a partner you deserve.’ I continued. I was heartbroken because I couldn’t save her, no matter how much I tried. She was suffering with me, and will probably die with me too. ‘None of this is your fault, Miracle,’ she replied in a low whisper. ‘Don’t