Cirilla's point of view My heart was drowning with so many emotions. Rage, hate, and pain. It was deeply rooted in my chest, spreading mercilessly to my bones. I couldn't stop the hot tears that kept rolling down my eyes as I tossed all my belongings on my table carelessly into my bag that was open on the bed. I head to the small wardrobe at the corner of the room, grabbing the little clothes of mine standing on the hangers while ignoring the sharp piercing in my soul. I tossed them carelessly into the bag, moving to the edge of the bed where I perched down. I pulled my hands to my tear-stained face, burying my pain and frustration in them. Yes, I was packing. I was planning on leaving, more like running away from this hellhole. But I doubt if it could be termed running away. I will be eighteen soon and I'll be in control of my own life and be responsible for myself. I had had enough of everything, and the only thing that clouded my mind was just leaving, going as far as I could fro
Cirilla's Point Of ViewI was forced awake by a drone of voices. They were close, and I could begin to make out a few voices."It's just a little shock and nothing serious. She only needs rest," An unfamiliar voice sounded above the jam of noises."Thank you, Dr. Reyes," I heard Asher's calm voice mutter for the first time."It's nothing, Alpha Asher. I suggest we give her some air," The unfamiliar voice added, before retreating away.I remained still, not shifting in my position with my eyes firmly shut. It took a minute before I could stop the heavy pounding in my head, and I could feel the sharp pain at the back of my neck. It wasn't as bad as it was earlier."Thank goodness she's doing fine. I thought something worse happened to her when she was with well, you know, the one I guess should not be mentioned," That was Lyra's voice and I could feel her plop on the bed, beside me."I still can't believe she's Asher's mate," Cory said."I know right? I am even more surprised at how wel
Cirilla's Point Of ViewAs soon as I was done with my breakfast, I took the tray and made my way to the kitchen. The mansion seemed a little busy, and crowded. I wondered if something was going on.I made my way to the kitchen, trying my best to ignore the silent stares that seemed to be sent my way when I was not looking, and also the weird manner people would stop walking when I was next to them, only to lower their heads to me.I reached the kitchen, and it was a little crowded with some familiar faces I was acquainted with at the pack. Some were busy cleaning the kitchen while some were at the large table, having breakfasts and chatting. But everywhere went silent the instant their eyes took me in and as if on cue, in unison, they bared their head forward, bowing at me. This wasn't only awkward, it was fucking uncomfortable. I was almost confused at the drastic change in everyone's behavior towards me, but deep down I think I know why.A young female hurried up to me, collecting t
Cirilla's Point Of ViewI left the mansion, taking the route to the main gate that was familiar to me. Trish and Joshen insisted they drop me off at the gym, but I declined. It was fucking bad enough I will be freeloading at their place for the next few days, I didn't want any further favors or even worse special treatment. I would have to talk to Asher about that.It was pretty obvious every bloody wolf in the pack knew I was his mate. Speaking of awkward.I blew out some air, making my way to my locker as soon as I entered the gym. I stripped off from my clothes, wearing my gym shorts, and singlet. I left for the fighting ring."Vince," I saw the big gruff manager near the ring, speaking to some trainers at the gym.I hurried to him as he glanced my way, eyes eyeing me in surprise. "Cirilla," He dismissed the crowd around him, turning to give me his full attention. "I didn't think you'd come in today,""Well I have a job to do," I pull my hands up my waist. "So who do I have today?"
Jasmine's Point Of ViewThat foolish stupid brat still hasn't returned yet. I growled in fury. I had exhausted the last straw of control and patience I thought I had. Still no word from that fucking brat, and worse, I hadn't heard anything from Emily yet.When I had informed her of the brat's disappearance, she was raging mad. Well, that made two of us. She had gone searching for Cirilla with her fucking witches but so far, there hasn't been news yet. I'm guessing they haven't had luck finding her. This was all Emily's fault we couldn't find her yet. Who knew the all-powerful spell she placed on Cirilla to make her untraceable would come back and bite us? Emily couldn't find her through magic. And the spell couldn't be broken easily as that stupid Emily came up with the not-so-brilliant idea of using the brat's magic to bind her powers to my life and now, we can't track her and she can only truly be free of I die which by the way, was never going to happen, not until I get my revenge
Cirilla's Point Of ViewI shuffled under the warm covers for a few seconds before my eyes pulled open. I was in Asher's room, on the bed, covered by the warm sheets while little of the sun's rays stubbornly flickered in from the velvet curtains.I was up to a sitting position, running my fingers through the thickness of my long blonde hair. I had a blasting ache in my skull that almost made me groan for a second while my gaze dropped to the gray tee that I was wearing.I pulled off the covers, moving to the edge of the bed with my bare feet now touching the stainless marble floors. My eyes are still on the tee. It was unmistakably Asher's. It smells just like him. I couldn't remember at what point I had put this on last night. When I tried to recall, I was greeted by a merciless pain in my head.The bathroom door pulled open, and involuntarily my blue gaze lifted and caught Asher's, stepping out, almost naked with only a blue short cladding around his waist. It was hanging so dangerou
Cirilla's Point Of ViewIt was past noon, and my day so far has been uneventful. I didn't go to the gym today. Like Vince said, I took the day off.The morning had started with video games at the gaming parlor after breakfast with Lyra and the guys. Asher didn't return until a few hours ago. But he was currently in his office, together with Stefan, Wren, and Dorian. The men in uniform that came with him had left an hour ago.I was standing with Lyra and the guys and some pack members. I couldn't even hide my excitement seeing them back. I had no idea what mission they had gone for, but from the little conversation I had with Lyra it seemed they didn't find whatever they went in search of. I didn't press further.Rather, I buried my attention on the screen, just watching them play after I had had my ass handed to me repeatedly by Dorian and Andy during our rounds. I kept getting distracted by my thoughts.I felt uneasy. It started right from the second I woke up and Asher filled my hea
Cirilla's Point Of ViewI crashed into something hard, stumbling on the ground and taking a bite of the dust. The crowd grew quiet, and I didn't have to look to see the smile of triumph on Melinda's face.I spit out the blood that was in my mouth, feeling my sore jaw. Fuck, these wolves really do hit hard.I grabbed the metal chain next to me, getting up from the ground. My eyes narrowed on her as I wrapped the metal chain around my right fist, and I waited for her to come at me again.I breathed in, and the instant she swung her hands at me, I blocked swiftly, punching her in her ribs with my metal hands.She staggered back and composed herself before she attacked me again. I kicked her hard in the jaw, and before she got a chance to heal up, I pounced on her, pinning her to the ground while I kept smashing her face and those bloody lips of hers that wouldn't shut up earlier.She pushed off her with her nonhuman strength, causing my back to hit the ground hard.Fuck, that was cheatin