“Esmeray,” I heard my best friends voice before my eyes slowly started to flutter open. Nothing came into view first, just a white fog. So I made it to heaven? I felt a little excitement at the bottom of my stomach. My lips tried to form a smile, but it felt stiff.“Esmeray!” Ailana exclaimed with more excitement “She’s awake,” Did my best friend follow me to heaven? Ailana had an amazing life on earth, why did she die with me? I closed my eyes again and when I opened them the second time, her face came into view, and another unfamiliar face, and then a third face that made me gasp. I bolted upright, but Zayden’s strong arms held me back.“Slowly,” he hissed, annoyance quickly crossing his features. It took a few seconds before I recognized my surrounding, and I cursed silently. So I wasn’t in heaven after all. I’m in Ailana’s room. A drip is connected to my left hand and the nurse attending to me looked overly uncomfortable, her eyes kept darting to the door and back again as if expe
I made my decision over the night. The pack house is the highest building in Silver moon pack, going up to seven stories tall. No one would survive a fall so high. I’d made my research many times, and what better time to execute my plans than now? I could get to the roof of the building through the back emergency staircase. Climbing seven stories shouldn’t be any hassle considering the type of punishments I have had to do in my lifetime.I was hurting while my mate pleasured himself in between another woman’s legs, and when the morning comes, I’ll have to bear the Alpha’s whip and punishment for being in his house. I hate putting Ailana in any form of disagreement with her family, but it seems like each time she tries to help me, something goes wrong.The time is about 3:36 A.M and it’s still quite dark, so I turned on my little lamp. I’d picked up this lamp from the trash of one of the higher ranks on one of the days I’d been cleaning for them. No matter how long I charged it, it was
‘Someday, you will grow up to be a strong fighter just like your father, and then you’ll show them that you are not just a pretty face. They will see that a woman can be pretty and still possess the strength of a warrior and the wisdom of a ruler,' My mother had told a six-year-old me. ‘Is that going to make dad love me?’ I’d asked, dabbing the tears from my cheeks with the back of my hands.‘Your father loves you Esmeray! Don’t you even think for a second that he doesn’t. Who wouldn’t love someone so beautiful?’ she’d told me.But she lied. After what they did, no one loved me. Everyone hated me. And I didn’t grow up to be the strong fighter that she’d predicted because I wasn’t allowed to train with the other members of the pack. If I was a strong fighter, I’d have been able to tackle just one warrior at least, but I couldn’t. The warrior sprinted after me. He was stronger, and faster, and he caught me by my sleeves a few inches from the edge of the rooftop. I proceeded to battle w
Today is day three. It’s been three days without food and water. Three days since I attempted to take my life and ended up here. This particular cell is secluded from the other cells in the dungeons. I believe the walls are soundproof because no matter how much I screamed, no one heard me, not even the guards on duty. No one has come to see me. They left me in this cold, dark cell to die. In here, time passed without being able to tell if it was day or night. I couldn’t lie on the ground because the space was too small to do so. There weren’t any toilets, so I’d devoted a section of the cell for my convenience whenever I feel pressed. But without any food in my stomach, there was nothing to excrete.In my former cell, I’d been able to hear the agonizing screams from those that were being tortured from the other cells. But in here, it was dead silent. When I screamed, my voice echoed back. The only company I had was that of my wolf and the weird voice in my head. I hated the screams fr
Silver Moon pack has a secret pathway that I only just discovered today with the help of Ailana. It was an emergency exit that was made for only the leaders of the pack and their families in case there was an invasion. Alpha Thane had thought it necessary after my father tried to usurp his brother of Silent Moon pack. If there were ever to be an invasion in Silver Moon, the future leaders were to be taken to a safe place while the alpha and his warriors battled with those who try to take their seats. If they lost, their heirs are to regroup and fight back. I wasn’t sure how to feel about the knowledge. It sounded like a good enough plan, something most pack leaders will not think of, but knowing my parents had been the reason behind the idea, it left me feeling some kind of way. I turned back and waved Ailana goodbye one last time before sprinting eastward. To the south is Dawson pack. They were not particularly friendly with the Silver Moon pack and their alpha was highly territori
A cold sweat broke out my skin and I turned to run, but strong fingers held me by my hair, pulling me roughly to the ground. His growls reverberated through the forest, his pants getting soaked with blood from the wound I’d inflicted on him with my knife that was still buried in his thighs.I felt the power from his growl. The kind of power I knew no one in Silver Moon possessed. Not even alpha Thane. The hair at the nape of my neck stood up straight. My lips trembled. My hands trembled. My teeth chattered. My heart skipped many beats, and my body shook with fear. I couldn’t look up at either of them, so I buried my face behind my shaky palms.These men were in no way connected to Silver Moon pack. They’d not been the ones chasing me an hour ago. I’d attacked and tried to kill the wrong people in my desperation to escape. I was doomed. The uninjured man picked me up by my collar, shaking me angrily “Who sent you?” he barked in my face. I heard the other man grunt as he pulled out the
‘Let me tell you kids about the werewolf rulers,’ Madam Cora said, smiling down at us. We were seated in a large circle, ten of us, and we never got tired of listening to Miss Cora’s stories, especially about the werewolf rulers, and the ruthless Lycan Prince.I heard this story every night after the full moon since I was a child. Before everything went south. Miss Cora was Alpha Ronan’s aunt, and also the oldest woman in the pack. She gathered little children between ages five to nine the night after every full moon to tell us stories, and those nights were the ones I enjoyed the most in Silent Moon pack. ‘Many, Many, Many years ago. Thousands of years before any of us was born, the earth was dominated by shifters,' she’d started ‘Sorcerers, wizards, vampires, and so many more. But amongst others were the Werewolves and great Lycanthropes,' I still remember the smile on her face whenever she told us that story, and all the dramatic gestures she made with her hands as she did. Ever
The ruthless Lycan Prince. A vicious murderer. The blood thirsty conqueror. The devil himself. I was seated in the same vehicle with the devil and we were breathing the same air. The Royal Lycan Prince. First out of the three Royal Prince’s and heir to the throne. And I tried to kill him. A cold chill ran down my spine as the realization of what I just did hit me.This same man that slaughters without remorse, a man that would walk the ends of the earth to get what he wants, and kill anyone that stands in his way. No one ever got on his bad side and lived to tell the story. How did I get here?Vadirr has to be his best friend. I read stories about him too and how loyal he was to the first Lycan Prince. He was a faithful follower, a man who would give his life for his dear friend. The books didn’t do justice in their description of Prince Draven or his beloved friend. Especially the prince Draven. Rather than continue gawking at them or feeling pity for myself for the obvious trouble