From that day, my life changed. Till today I don't know the whereabouts of my sister, if she was kidnapped or murdered. It's just a mystery to me. I'm a survivor of this fateful incident but I'm glad that today, that pregnancy I held is now evident in a young boy, my little, vibrant, five year old son, Sunshine. There's this hidden reason behind his name which many do not know except those who knew of my ordeal, from my pack. I have this hope that though I'm living in darkness now, one day the sun will shine.
After my parents' death, I couldn't return to live at the apartment. I left without getting anything that same day to my uncle's house which is closest, I never hoped to seek refuge one day with his family but circumstances forced me. I thought that if I picked anything from my parents' house while leaving, that thing will continue to haunt me. Each time I set my eyes on it, I'll remember the horrific incident that happened which I want to let go of as soon as possible. Rather than thinking about this, my heart is burning for revenge. I'd never let the culprit go if I can discover who he is. It's now all on my shoulders, the police after they left didn't do anything till now, probably because there's no evidence, no one lived around and there was no CCTV camera installed in the house. For five years now, each time, I close my eyes to sleep and in my dreams, I'd often see mom and dad telling me to avenge their death, there was a time I screamed at them to stop disturbing me but they said they wouldn't until I did the needful.
"What do you expect me to do?" I asked them. "How do I get to know the person that did this horrible thing?"
"Don't worry you will in the near future," mom replied.
"Then when you find that person, do not let anything hinder you from taking revenge." Dad concluded. I think right after this encounter, they didn't come so often. That marked the end of staying in my uncle's house, so I packed out to the apartment the pack offered me. I could now get to live alone and raise my kid, he's so much of a loving child and the one who brings me sunshine in the midst of my darkness.
My phone rings.
"Hello!" The voice on the other end comes on. It's the voice of Sunshine's class teacher. I guess what she wants to say already.
"Hello," I reply in a casual tone.
"School is over, you can now come and pick your son."
"Okay." I end the call with a sigh. I'm not even done with the cleaning I'm doing. Since I left my uncle's home, I took menial jobs in homes to feed, clothe and pay for my son's school fees. I look at the clock on the floor, it's 1 PM, the exact time my son's school closes. I have only a little to mob and I'll be done, it's better to finish up at once so after picking him up at school, I'll return home at once with him rather than coming back to continue the work. I don't need to worry, the school authorities actually provide for the care and safety of children whose parents do not come early to pick them up.
I finished at around fifteen minutes past one and hurriedly went to report to my employers. I got my eighty dollars payment, I thanked them and rushed to my son's school. Most kids are gone now, he runs towards me as he sees me from a distance. I take him into my arms.
"You're a good boy, glad you waited for mommy."
"Yes mom, I had to but I prayed you would come faster." I wanted to comment on this, but he's already up with another story, my son is just a great talkative sometimes and I love him that way though. "Mom mom," he says excitedly in a sing-song manner.
"Yes!"
"My friends and teacher really admire you."
"Really?"
"Yes," he replies with a childish nod.
"Ohhh!" I blush.
"They say you're so young and cute."
"Woww, thanks. If they said this to me, I'll tell them thanks."
"Yeah, but mom I have a question." As he says this, my heart begins to pump faster. Oh my goodness, I just wish something would distract him from asking the question he wishes to.
"Hmmm," I sigh heavily. "What's it you wish to ask?"
"Who's daddy?" These two words fall like a heavy piece of load, shattering my head to pieces. I can't answer this when I don't even know the man that got me pregnant with him, I mean I don't even know whether he's old or young, from my pack or not. I feel like my mind is being taken back to that day of the horrible incident, I wonder what prompts this question in my son today. Today, he seems more firm in his approach and determined to know than ever.
"I..I...Can we talk about this later?" I finally force out of my mouth.
"No mom," he protests. "I need to know. My mates often ask me who my daddy is and I don't know what to tell them." Tears begin to stream down from my eyes. The ordeal is more than what a five year old can bear, I can't be pressured into telling him, it might cause a life-long depression and I don't want my kid to grow up being sad. If I don't give him an answer, he would be curious and anxious as well, this might still lead to depression. I decide to form any story that might make sense. Thoughts start to fly in, dad is a soldier, he's working overseas, he works in the day and only has a chance to come home at night when you are asleep, don't worry one day you'll see him.
I'm about to say which is most suitable out when a Bentley pulls up in front of me, panic runs across my veins. I sense danger but Sunshine doesn't seem to realize what's going on. He's still persisting with me to answer his questions. Two masked men come out, each with a handgun. I want to scream, I look around no one in sight, I now regret taking a lonely road. I want to run back with Sunshine in my arms but they would shoot me, even if they don't, I wouldn't be faster than them. Though a gamma, I'm not a good athlete but a good wrestler. I learned defense skills from the age of three but they are useless now, as I stand before two armed, masked men who are ready to shoot if I make any movement.
One of them reaches out for Sunshine and takes him along. At this point I thought they were child kidnappers, not until the second taped my mouth and dragged me into the back of the car. I realize they are actually two men already sitting in front, also masked and armed. Immediately I was pulled into the car, the door shut and they zoom off.
Inside the car, I cry the tears I've never cried before. Why should all these be happening to me? My son's question just took my mind back to the horrible incident that occurred five years ago, now another is happening right now. I shake, trying to free myself from the man's grip whose arms are already bounding me. "Will you be still?" He thunders, I shake in fear. I would want to ask where he is taking me to, who they are but my mouth is taped. "Mommy, mommy!" Sunshine cries, the other man quickly covers his mouth with his palms to prevent him from crying to the hearing of passersby. The hours spent inside the car seem like forever, it's getting dark. I remember I left my son's school at around 1:30 PM, or to be more accurate, a few minutes to two. With the already dark atmosphere, it must be around seven or getting to eight in the evening. I wonder where these men are taking me to, the drive consuming many hours signifies that I'm being taken to another pack because no location wi
The Superclaw Pack is the largest pack with a population of over two million shifters, their wolves are the biggest, fastest and strongest among all werewolves. I'm so astonished right now, am I dreaming? I'm a mate to the Alpha of such a great pack but I heard that there was a controversy about his status, he was going to be a full Alpha and take the rulership of the pack once he found his mate. It had been some long distance story which I can't determine its level of accuracy. "I'm not sure I'm your mate. Please release me. I want to go to my son, I want my son." My tears draw some pity from him, I observe his changing countenance, his fierce eyes are beginning to grow into a pale one. "Don't worry your son is safe," he says in a cold voice. Then he carries me into his arms to the bed, my head arch, my spirit weak but my wolf is growling. He steadies me on the bed, caresses my body, I begin to feel a deep and strong emotional bond with him, tension which was fast building up in m
As I gag him, I remember I came here with my son. "Where is my son, Alpha?" Curiosity sparks inside me, I blame myself for letting pleasure take away the sense of caring to know the whereabouts of Sunshine and his safety, he's the only one I have right now as family, my own blood. "He's safe!" Aiden mutters and doesn't say a word further. I heave a sigh of relief, I find myself trusting him due to the firmness and certainty in his voice. He carries me off the floor to the bed where he places me carefully on it, then spreads my legs wide. Desire for his cock penetrates deep into my heart and soul, I giggle in ecstasy but fighting hard to stop the reaction inside me, I don't wanna sound naive or inexperienced. Before I take him in, I need to ask him when my son would come to me, I gulp down the lump in my throat then part my lips which are feeble. It's kind of annoying I'd be asking him about Sunshine again despite his countless replies that he's fine. I clear my throat which is alread
A sharp prick in my chest wakes me up, I open my eyes slowly. The environment is quite different from the last place I found myself. "Where's this?" I ask myself as I stand up from the soft bed I'm lying. What happened to me? I can't have a full memory of what became of me hours ago, all I can remember is that I was in Aiden's house. I rise up from the bed, glance around me, everywhere is just so calm, serene and beautiful, the walls are painted white and there's this gold designs on them. There is a couch opposite the bed, it's a white leather couch. The floor is red carpeted, the scent is like roses. I feel it's a very wealthy man that has this apartment I'm staying in right now. I rise up from the bed, I feel a bit weak but I slide into my soft slippers. How come my favorite slippers found its way here? I don't get a clue of what is happening here and right now. The glass door is slightly open, I can see through it, the outside is decorated with green flowery trees and beautiful
He leaves the room immediately he says this, leaving me with anxiety, I turn to scan the entire room, it's as it was before. The bags and packages are still on the floor. I rise abruptly, like something just came upon me. Do I have to believe what he's saying or not? I wonder why he just said that to me, if he means it. I remember I'm without my son, this shock made me forget that I even have one. "Aiden! Aiden! Aiden!" I shout at the top of my voice hoping he will come so I can ask about my son. Now I've discovered I'm without him, my mind will know no rest till I find him in my arms, he's been my only sunshine. I don't want him to stay where Chloe is staying, I can't afford to lose him to a sister who is aimed at sinister things. Everyone thought she's missing, even my parents. She wasn't at home. No one knew she's here with Aiden. I'm sure by then, she must have known him. This makes the whole case so suspicious. I repeat again, this time shouting louder than I had before but st
"We need to pack out now, we have to go away!" I see him drop the phone on the bed and begin to panic. His face a bit shaky and bloodshot. "What's going on?" "I gotta explain later, we need to go now." He rushes me into the waiting helicopter, I get curled up in his arms so as to get covered. After he places me on the helicopter, he rushes back to the house where he takes the bags back into the helicopter. "For your clothings!" He sharply says before retreating to the house where he gets his phone and rushes out. I squat under the back of the helicopter seat to prevent the pilot from seeing my uncladded body. Aiden closes the helicopter door. "Let's go!" He growls at the pilot and the helicopter starts, it ascends slowly into the air and then into the high sky. I feel my heart beating hard against my chest. He opens one of the bags and it's filled with different clothes. "Which do you choose to wear?" He asks with some care in his voice. "Never mind!" I say with disinterest.
Aiden POV I stare at her as we continue in the air, her eyes are closed and she is breathing slowly. I can't help but admire her, she's quite beautiful, with her long golden honey blonde hair, brown eyes and oval face, her body is white and flawless. I breathe in some air of frustration, I can't wait to have her in my arms but she's just so reluctant to give in to me. I intended to use the seven months to make her fall in love with me. I don't know how to make this happen. I remember my closest buddy, my fellow gangster. Julius is my personal buddy, an expert in the field of love and I'm sure he can prove a solution to this. I type his name into my phone screen, his number appears. I click on it, the call passes through, then it gets answered. "Hello Julius?" "Hi buddy, what's going on? How are you doing?" "I'm fine. I need you to be online, can you come online now?" I want to speak with him online, for convenience. Chelsey doesn't need to hear. "Alright, I'm coming online. Ch
Chelsey POV "Fasten your seatbelt, we'll be landing in fifteen minutes' time." The pilot who is sitting in front of us announces, his voice is a little bit too loud for people just sitting behind him, the small microphone clipped by his cheek is responsible for this. The glass window of the helicopter is wined down, but not up to the midst. I feel a cold and chilly breeze over my ear, I get prompted to look out. Oh my God! We're flying above water, I think this should be a sea. The water is steady, blue and calm. I so much love water, I love swimming and playing with water, I don't know if it's because of my pack. The Snow Moon Pack is associated with water, our symbol is a white moon with one-fourth of it immense in water, at night when this feature is required to change, the white moon just like the color of snow is turned to blue just like the water I'm seeing below, then the water turns black. I love my pack so much and would wish to go back but I have no one, I got no one who w