**Elizabeth's POV**
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They had ruined everything. I would have had a perfect birthday party if those rogues had not shown up.
I could not see my dad. I did not know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. I wanted to run over to find my dad, but the Alpha of the Black River Pack stopped me.
"Danger! Don't come any closer."
"Brandon, take care of the little girl."
"Austin, this fight is dangerous. You stay here and stick with Brandon. Don't barge into the battle area."
" Others, follow me!"
With a command, the Alpha of Black River Pack led the warriors to rush up and fight with the rogues.
Brandon, the gentle boy of the twins, pulled me away from the battlefield and hid behind a tree.
He reassured me, who was trembling all over, by saying, "Don't worry. My father will beat those rogues."
Austin, the arrogant and stern boy, glanced at us and said disdainfully, " Just stay here, you two cowards. A brave man always steps into battle."
"Austin, Father told you to stay with me, " Brandon tried to dissuade him.
"No way! I will not miss this precious opportunity to fight. Come after me if you can, you two cowards!"
As we watched, Austin picked up a sword and strutted into battle.
Brandon did not lie to me, his father could really beat those rogues.
The rogues were already celebrating. They thought they had won big. They were sitting at the table that was supposed to be for my birthday party, eating the food that was supposed to be for me.
The sudden intrusion of the Black River Pack's Alpha had all the rogues panicking. They had no time to fight back before the warriors led by the Alpha cut off their heads, just like they did to our members.
Maybe ten minutes or more have passed. I saw the Alpha of the Black River Pack enter the pack house.
I thought the fight might be over.
I was going to follow, but Brandon stopped me.
"Wait a little longer. If it is safe, my father will let us know to go in. Just to be safe, let us hold on for a while."
I held my anxiety in check and remained behind the tree to wait.
After a few more minutes, I suddenly heard my father's voice coming from the pack house.
I could no longer control myself and ran towards the pack house.
"Wait!" Brandon grabbed my wrist and tried to drag me back.
"Let go of me! I heard my father's voice!" I cried, "I have already lost my mom, I can not lose my dad again!"
Brandon's grip on my wrist tightened, his voice filled with sympathy, "Okay, I will accompany you there."
He took my hand, walked ahead, and picked up a bloody knife on the ground, just as Austin had done earlier.
As we got closer to the pack house, my father's voice became clearer and clearer.
Through the open door, I could even see my father's face.
He was still alive!
Although he had been bleeding, he looked healthy.
He embraced the Alpha of the Black River Pack and said excitedly, "Thank you, my old friend! It is thanks to you that the Blue Moon Pack was saved!"
A smile came to my face. I could not wait to rush in and throw myself into my father's arms.
Suddenly, I saw the Alpha of Black River Pack pull out a dagger from his back. He quickly thrust the dagger into my father's chest.
"FA..."
I tried to call out for my father, but Brandon covered my mouth tightly.
He held me firmly and ducked to the door with me.
I could hear his rapid breathing. His eyes were wide. He seemed shocked, too. He did not know why his father had killed my father.
I did not know either.
My father did not know either.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and pointed incredulously at the Black River Pack Alpha, and asked, "Why? Why did you kill me?"
"All the members of the Blue Moon Pack are dead, so why are you still alive? My Black River Pack needs more territory to accommodate my members. My old friend, give me your Blue Moon Pack."
Alpha drew the dagger from his chest, then stabbed my father's neck again.
My father died completely.
Until the moment of his death, his face still had an unbelievable expression.
He did not die at the hands of brutal rogues, but at the hands of an old friend whom he had invited.
But Black River Pack's Alpha did not stop there. As if to make sure he could definitely kill my father, he once again plunged his dagger into my father's heart.
" Ummmm-" I could not help but make a sound.
The Alpha of the Black River Pack seemed to hear something, and he slowly turned his head toward the door.
Brandon's hands were shaking. His whole body was trembling.
I could feel that he seemed as scared as I was. He may have seen another cruel side of his father for the first time today.
Just as I thought I was going to be found and killed by the Alpha, Austin's harsh, painful howls came from the distance.
"Ahhhhhhhh!!! my eyes ------- my eyes!!!! -----"
The Black River Pack Alpha quickly rushed out of the pack like lightning and ran towards Austin.
I don't know if he noticed Brandon and me hiding by the door. But I am guessing he was fully focused on what was happening to his son at the moment.
I wanted to rush into the pack house to check on my dad, but Brandon would not let me do that.
He covered my mouth and dragged me forcibly behind a tree to hide.
"Listen, listen, forget what you just saw, if you want to live," Brandon whispered in my ear in a shaky voice.
**Elizabeth's POV** * "I will let go later, and remember, do not scream. You have to keep silent. From now on, whoever asks about today, you will answer-you have been hiding behind the tree with me, and you do not know anything." My tears fell and landed on Brandon's hand. He stressed to me once again, "You must take what I just said to heart. I know you hate my father, and maybe you hate me too. I am sorry, I do not know why it turned out this way. Anyway, you are the only survivor of Blue Moon Pack. You have to live with the expectations of your parents and members. Keep silent. keep silent to survive." Keep silent. Keep silent to survive. It was not until I nodded that Brandon let go of the hand covering my mouth. He took a deep breath, then pulled me toward Austin, who was moaning in pain. "Austin, what happened?" Austin covered his left eye and howled in pain like a wild beast. Blood spilled out from his fingers. "My eye... My eye..." Black River Pack's Alpha was dist
**Elizabeth's POV** * I am not a docile sheep, but I know that now is not a good time to fight back. I can not expose my fangs and claws early until I become strong enough, or I might risk losing them. And the moment I become strong enough is the day I get my wolf. Usually, werewolves get their wolves at age 16. But I was two months away from my 18th birthday, and my wolf did not appear. They all laugh at me for being one of those unlucky guys who was born without a wolf, but I know I am not. I have read some books. In one book it was written that some werewolves who suffered misfortune at an early age and it caused their wolf to awaken late. The latest example on record was 18 years old. I have faith in myself. I will get my wolf and get strong power on my birthday. Then, I will take revenge. I never forgot that it was the Black River Pack Alpha who killed my father. I never forget-An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. And, a life for a life. But until then, I will try
**Elizabeth's POV** * I went back to the kitchen to make another bowl of Pumpkin Custard. This time I did not squeeze sock water into it. I was not that audacious. After all, there are very few guys as stupid as Abby. I walked past the mountain of clothes with the bowl and sighed. Hopefully Austin will not give me a hard time and let me come back and do the laundry soon. I do not want to do this all night long. When I came to Austin's room, I put my ear to the door and eavesdropped for a while. There appeared to be no growling, no screaming. It meant that Austin had no plans to torture anyone, Nor was he torturing anyone. It should be safe for me to go in now. "Knock, knock." "Come in." Austin's voice sounded peaceful. Safe. I gently pushed the door open. As soon as I stepped in one foot, I saw a slave on the floor, unconscious. The slave's face was covered in blood. One of his eye sockets was empty. His eyeball had been gouged out. I was startled and looked up to see Au
**Elizabeth's POV** * Oh no! I had totally pissed him off! I turned to run. Austin yanked me by the hair and dragged me into his arms. "You want to run away after messing with me? Do you know the cost of pissing me off?" Austin aimed the spoon at my eyes. It had touched my eyelashes. "No, no..." I mouthed the word with silence. Someone barged in just as I was closing my eyes in fear. "So you are here! Elizabeth!" Brandon drunkenly pushed open the door, "I have been looking for you for a long time." Brandon acted like he was completely blind to Austin as he handed me an empty bottle, "Go get me some booze." "Get out of here, drunkard!" Austin shouted angrily at his brother. "Oh Austin, you are also here," Brandon smirked and tug Austin's arm, "Come on, lend her to me for a while, it will not take too long." Austin shrugged off Brandon's hand in annoyance, "can not you see I am punishing her?" "I can SEE but I do not care. I want a drink now. I want her to buy me a drink rig
**Elizabeth's POV** * I ran for a long, long time after leaving Austin's room, not stopping to exhale until I made sure Austin could not catch up to me. But my heart was still beating fast. This life sucks, and I hope it ends soon. How long do I have to put up with this? Two more months. I will declare war on black river pack the day I turn 18 and gain my wolf and strength. What if I still do not get my wolf on my 18th birthday? It is pretty simple. If I really am one of those unlucky guys who was born without a wolf, then I am completely desperate. A desperate girl will do even scarier and crazier things. Hopefully I can get through these two months without anything like today happening again. I need to stay away from Austin. Maybe next time I will not be so lucky to meet Brandon who just happened to come looking for me. Just thinking about Brandon made my emotions mixed. I will never forget the first impression Brandon left on me. In my memory, he was gentle, kind, handso
**Elizabeth's POV** * The teacher's growl once again surprised me out of my dream. This time, without waiting for an apology, the teacher pointed at the door and said, "Get out!" I sighed, grabbed my textbook and notebook and walked out of the classroom. To be honest, I really cherished the opportunity to go to school. But last night Abby asked me to catch mosquitoes for her. I only got a total of three hours of sleep. With my severe lack of sleep, it was really hard for me to stay awake during such a boring class. Can you believe the teacher was just teaching us addition and subtraction? I will be 18 soon, not 8. But we are still learning the elementary school curriculum so far. Our class is what is a so-called special class. Most of my classmates are werewolves with mental deficiencies, or mute like me, or deaf and dumb like Carolina. Carolina and I had previously studied in normal classes. However, out of jealousy, Abby asked Luna to put us in special classes. She said that
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**Austin's POV** * My wolf was in a constant state of restlessness. It had been acting very excited since the moment Elizabeth walked into the classroom. "Mate... .mate... I can feel our mate..." My wolf murmured. "Nonsense." I corrected it, "You must be out of your mind, you horny beast." "Mate. . mate... I can smell her scent. She is behind us..." It still persisted. Behind me was Brandon's seat. Now Elizabeth is sitting there. "I do not feel anything. No mate bond. No mate. STOP TALKING BULLSHIT." I whispered insults to it. After a few seconds, it became restless again. "I can feel it, Brandon's wolf is as excited as I am. It smelled the scent of mate too. It was so happy as to jump up and down." I fell silent. Brandon and I are twins. My wolf and Brandon's wolf are damn twins, too. The telepathy between their beasts was more acute than Brandon's and mine. I knew my wolf was not lying. It could sense Brandon's wolf's agitation. I could not help but watch Brandon's react