MasukChristina
“What the fuck. What the fuck! What the actual fuck!” I keep repeating like a mantra. I don’t know whether I should be more confused at what I just saw or at the fact that the werewolf who just killed two other men is staring right behind me and for some reason I’m not afraid of him hurting me. Hell, I'm more afraid of the fact that he’s not looking at me. I feel someone’s breath on my neck and I already know that I’m about to die but just before I start to pray to God and embrace death, a knife flies swiftly past my ear and right into whoever the hell was behind me. I feel a warm liquid drip down my shoulder and I slowly look back and see another man in black. His eye ball was struck With the knife and it’s bleeding profusely. The man starts to scream and I immediately look back at the direction that the knife came from. There’s a lady in black but different from the men and her face is open unlike the men whose faces were conveyed in masks. She’s breathing heavily and starts saying something but I can’t hear her because my minds a jumbled mess. She’s sitting by the window, she probably had to climb up a tree or ladder to get there but I have a feeling it’s the former. I look back at the werewolf and see him look at the lady by the window. He starts to shake again and his hairs start to shrink back. I blink again and my fathers staring at me butt naked. I don’t know whether it’s my dead mother on the floor or my dads penis dangling in front of me that brings me back to life but it’s enough to make me understand what the lady by the window is saying. “We have to go now!” She yells before her eyes land on my dad and his dangling penis. He quickly grabs clothes from the closet and puts them on. “Peter?” The lady by the window says. How does she know my dad? “Melissa?” He asks after putting on his shirt. I ignore them and whatever they say to each other and run to my dead mother. I don’t even realize that I’ve been crying this whole time till I bring her limp hands to my cheek. Dad walks towards me from behind and tries to touch me but I flinch so he sighs. “I’m so sorry that you had to find out about me like this but we seriously need to go.” He says as calmly as he can but I can still hear how shaky his voice is. He loved his wife as much as I loved her. “The police are on their way, why should we follow that other woman? If she really wants to help she should wait with us.” I say even though I’m grateful that she saved my life. I start to hear the police sirens and stand. “The police will ask too many questions… questions we cannot answer. If you're worried about who you can trust then that answer is easy, you can always trust me. You know me.” “Do I? You just became the same beast from twilight and I’m supposed to trust you!?” I snort. “You will come with me now Christina or so help me God-” The lady my dad called Melissa says. My dad places a hand up to let her know that it’s enough. “It’s not safe for us to stay here anymore.. what we’re up against…they're not humans..uh…they’re a lot worse. I can’t protect you if we stay here and anyone else that knows you will be in danger if they find out they are connected to you in some way so it’s better to let them go and leave.” He says. I sigh and reluctantly leave. I don’t really understand what the hell is going on but I do know that Whatever the hell is going on is more than a robbery or an assasinatoon because who the hell does such a thing in broad daylight. In the morning for that matter. We run as fast as we can downstairs till we make it outside. “The cars at the back of the house.” She says and leads the way. I have so much on my mind that when we reach the car I don’t even look at it enough to know what type of car it is. I just get in and wonder how confused Elsa will be when she doesn’t find me there. I look up and see another lady in the driver's seat. “Took you long enough.” She says to Melissa. “Oh please.” Melissa responds. “Dad.. we’re going to come back right?” I ask sheepishly. “No my love. We’re never coming back.” He sighs. “Long time no see Peter. Or should I say beta Peter?” The lady in the driver's seat says and smirks. “I’m rogue now, please don’t.” Dad says and looks behind us as if he’s expecting someone to be following us. I look at the lady again and we take off. She notices me staring through the rear view mirror and winks at me like something’s funny. What the hell is a beta and what does he mean by he's a rogue now. “My mother is dead.” I say to let her know that there’s nothing to joke about. “Don’t worry she’s not your real mother.” The lady says. “Becca!” Dad yells and Melissa laughs. I decided to ignore her statement. My brain is presently overloaded with too many questions. “And who are you two?” I ask, raising a brow. “We’re your sisters.” Melissa says whilst staring at the side mirror. “Well.. half sisters actually.” Becca says and winks at me again. She’s annoying but what she says has my eyes widening. I’m an only child… there’s just no way that’s possible. I’m about to say something but I don’t get the chance to because our car gets hit from behind. I turn around and see a bunch of cars following us. “Well shit.” Melissa says. “It’s going to be fine Christina.” Dad says and holds my hand. “Who are those people and why do they want to kill you? And why’d they kill mom!” I yell whilst Becca increases the speed of the car. “You got it all wrong Christina.” Becca says. “They're trying to kill you. Not peter.” Melissa says before bringing out a gun and rolling down her window. She leans her head out of the window and starts to shoot. I act like this isn’t the first time seeing a gun. “Why the hell would they want to kill me! I’m literally just a highschool student!” I all but scream. “It’s kinda a long story.” Becca says. “A story for another day!” Dad yells just as another car hits us from the back again. Melissa shoots the car's tires and they slow down behind us. The cars behind us are now down to four, wonderful. We enter the main road and Becca increases the speed of the car. The cars behind us seem to be getting closer and I hold my breath till another car hits us. “We’re going to die!” I all but scream whilst squeezing my eyes shut. “Just hold on!” Becca shouts. I open my eyes and see her make a sharp turn but my soul is about to leave my body because there’s a truck right in front of us. It starts to blow its horn when it notices we’re entering its lane to make the turn, instead of waiting for it to pass first. I don’t know how but we managed to make the turn before the truck crashes into us but unfortunately the four other cars connect with the truck but a few of them managed to escape the crash but since the truck is very long it restricts the other cars movements meaning they can no longer see us. “We did it!” Melissa yells and claps. “Where the hell are we going?” I ask. “You’ll see.” Becca says.CHRISTINAI woke up to the feeling of my hand being held tightly.My eyelids felt heavy, like someone had placed weights on them, and it took several attempts before I could force them open.The room around me was blurry, the edges soft and out of focus.White walls, bright lights and the sterile smell of antiseptic.I blinked several times, trying to clear my vision, and slowly the details came into focus.Medical equipment on my right, a window showing darkness outside and to my left, a chair pulled close to the bed.Marcel.He was sitting there, his elbows on his knees, his head bowed, one hand holding mine while the other covered his face.He looked lost.Lost in thought, lost in worry, lost in whatever storm was raging inside his head.I tried to speak, but my throat was too dry. The sound that came out was barely a whisper."Marcel?"His head snapped up immediately, and the relief that flooded his face was so intense it made my chest ache."Christina," he breathed then louder, "
CHRISTINAI got out of the car, my eyes still fixed on Maxwell and the young omega girl as they were walking away from the gardens, heading toward the forest, toward Maxwell's hidden house.My heart started pounding, taking a weak girl wolf into the woods, he surely wasn't going to talk about the weather with her alone in the woods where his house was far from pack grounds.Not another victim."Maxwell!" I called out, my voice cutting through the quiet evening air.He stopped, turning to look at me, and I saw irritation flash across his face before he smoothed it into that pleasant smile.The omega girl looked uncomfortable, like she'd been caught doing something wrong, her eyes darting between Maxwell and me nervously."I need to speak with Maxwell," I said, walking toward them, I turned to look at the omega who was still looking at me and I raised my brows at her."Alone. You should head back to the pack house."The girl looked at Maxwell, uncertainty clear on her face."It's okay,"
CHRISTINA"I'm going out with Priscilla today," I told Marcel over breakfast the next morning.He looked up from his papers, concern immediately flickering across his face."Where are you going?""Just into town," I said."Shopping, maybe get some food, just spend some time together."Marcel set down his coffee cup. "I'll arrange security for you.""No," I said quickly. "I want to go alone, just me and Priscilla, no guards, no security. Just us."Marcel's jaw tightened. "Christina, I don't think that's safe….""Please," I said. "I just want one normal day with my friend, without feeling like I'm being watched or protected or managed for just one day, can you do that for me?"He studied my face for a long moment, conflict clear in his eyes.Finally, he sighed in defeat."Fine," he said. "But take one of my cars and take this." He pulled out his credit card and slid it across the table toward me. "Get whatever you want, don't worry about the cost."I picked up the card, surprised. "M
CHRISTINA POV I spent the entire next morning searching for Maxwell, I asked everyone I came across if they'd seen him, but nobody knew where he was.Some said they'd seen him earlier at breakfast, others said he'd been helping repair one of the storage sheds, but when I went to look, he was never there.It was like he was a ghost, appearing and disappearing at will.Finally, a young omega girl told me something useful."Maxwell has a house outside the pack borders," she said. "He spends most of his time there when he's not in the main pack house, he says he likes the quiet."She gave me rough directions, and I thanked her before heading out.The walk to the edge of pack territory felt longer than it should have, my heart pounding harder with each step.What was I doing?Going to confront a man who'd admitted to killing his own mate, who'd threatened me and who was probably planning something terrible with Sandra.But I needed answers.Needed to understand what they were planning so
CHRISTINA"I'm going out with Priscilla today," I told Marcel over breakfast the next morning.He looked up from his papers, concern immediately flickering across his face."Where are you going?""Just into town," I said."Shopping, maybe get some food, just spend some time together."Marcel set down his coffee cup. "I'll arrange security for you.""No," I said quickly. "I want to go alone, just me and Priscilla, no guards, no security. Just us."Marcel's jaw tightened. "Christina, I don't think that's safe….""Please," I said. "I just want one normal day with my friend, without feeling like I'm being watched or protected or managed for just one day, can you do that for me?"He studied my face for a long moment, conflict clear in his eyes.Finally, he sighed in defeat."Fine," he said. "But take one of my cars and take this." He pulled out his credit card and slid it across the table toward me. "Get whatever you want, don't worry about the cost."I picked up the card, surprised. "M
CHRISTINAI woke up to soft afternoon light filtering through the curtains.For a moment, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, my head pounding with a dull ache thatseemed to pulse with every heartbeat.Then the memories came flooding back.Maxwell's confession, his plan for revenge, the way he'd laughed when he told me he'd killedhis own mate.The bottle of whiskey I'd drunk trying to silence the thoughts screaming in my head.I sat up slowly, wincing as the movement made my headache worse, and looked around theroom.I was in Marcel's bed, tucked under the blankets like someone had carefully placed methere.But there was no sign of the whiskey bottle, no stain on the carpet where I remembered itspilling, no evidence at all that I'd spent half the night drinking myself into oblivion.Marcel must have cleaned it up.Must have found me passed out on the floor and put me back to bed.Shame burned hot in my chest.I pushed the blankets aside and stood up, my legs unsteady beneat
CHAPTER 28I woke up to the foul smell of drugs, I opened my eyes and was met with Patricia's light blueones.“Can you take your fave out of mine?” I asked, she rolled her eyes and moved away and Isat up and looked around.“You could say thank you, I stayed all night doing this” she said.“Being
CHAPTER 27This had to be the first time I did my shopping, back when dad was alive, he never let meout, it was on lots of consideration that dad allowed me to go to school.I never got my fit with online shopping but now everything was real. Too real.I stalled for time, Priscilla seemed even mor
CHAPTER 26“I want to see what weapons warriors use, I wanna be a warrior too” I managed to say, hechuckled against my neck.“You an omega? A warrior” He laughed and I had to hold myself from stomping on his feet.“Yeah,” I mumbled.“Fine, I'll show you but trust me an omega is too weak to be a p
CHAPTER 25I knew this was the last slap I would be getting from godmother, so I stared back daringly ather, she grabbed my hair and led me outside. I ignored the pain as she pulled on my scalp,she stopped and dragged my hair, putting my face into a drum full of water.I struggled as she held dow







