Scent of Betrayal

KaidënHe was slaughtered like an animal. A common worthless animal. "One day, I will kill all of them." Riven spits out bitterly. I can't blame him. He holds in his hands the body of his little brother, lifeless and pale. An open gash in the little boys neck, that reveals the cause of his death. He was just a little kid, barely 14 years old in the last full moon. But the Shifters realm don't care. He is rogue, so he is deemed dangerous, violent, to be slaughtered without mercy. I rub my hands under my eyes, my muscles aching, but I refuse to rest. I have to make the rounds. See all my people. Let them know that there is hope. Even though sometimes I wonder if there is. The shadows around me darken as they match my thoughts. We were raided againIt never stops. It's not enough that we've been banished into the forest. The pack shifters have to remind us of what we are-outlaws that don't deserve any pity. A slaughterhouse to be picked from when they want to go on their justice kil

AriaIt's dark in here, and it smells like rotten corpse. I don't know how I'm sure of this, but I'm sure somebody died in here, I just hope I don't end up like they did. My eyes are bound by a dark clothe, and my hands and feet are tied behind me. I contemplate calling for help, but I can't find my voice. "I'm scared, mother. I don't think we should do this. What if it's all a lie?" A small voice sounds very close to me, and I release an exhale. Someone that can help me. "Everyone must play their part, child." A dry voice responds. My skin prickles when I hear the voice. There's something dark, and sinister about it. "You have already been sentenced to death, mother. How do you think the Alpha would react if he discovers this?" The voice persists. Alpha? Are they talking about Cassius? If Cassius is here, maybe he can help me. Unbridled tears sting at the corners of my eyes. Where am I? Where is Piper? Oh, Goddesses! Piper! I hope she's alive. I won't be able

AriaA mate to a rogue..."No."He looks surprised, and I doubt my words. My voice is scratchy, and tears have dried in my eyes so much, it's hard to see."No?" He asks.I nod. "I can't do it. I'm-I'm sorry. I want to get revenge on the monsters who killed my grandmother, but I-I just can't."Why can't I?Because in a way it feels like I'm tainting my grandmother's memory.I am Aria Flynn, the last direct blood of the Flynn pack.But most importantly, I am Luna Flynn's granddaughter. My grandmother would turn in her grave if she knew I was even talking to a rogue.And a mate to the rogue King?"You want to go back to that pack? The one who wants you dead?" Disbelief coats his tone.Why does he care anyway? It's not like he's worried about me.He just wants to use me, like Piper used me, like everyone who just wants me when I'm the supposed future Luna, but wants me dead when I'm not.I'm disposable to all of them."I can talk to them. They're being deceived by Piper. She-" I pause, re

Aria I'm running. But why? All I can hear is the sound of heavy footsteps behind me. Someone is chasing me. "Help!" I let out a small squeak when I fall to the ground, tripping on a rock in front of me. The footsteps get heavier, and suddenly it feels like someone cloaked in darkness descends on me. "Help? You're an abomination! A shifter without her wolf. A shame!" The voice closes in on me, and it sounds like it's coming from everywhere around me. Please, no. I want to scream out but my tongue feels heavy in my mouth. Why can't I speak? I push myself back, away from the person crowding me. It's not just one face, but a mass of distorted faces, morphing into one. "Kill her!" "Behead her!" They're all shouting, screaming at me. Yet my voice remains trapped. Have I lost my voice too? One face finally pushes through the rest, and comes up in front of me, so close I can feel her breath on my cheeks. "You killed your grandmother, Aria. You deserve to be killed." It's Piper.

Kaidën There's not been a pack attack in days, and that's a good thing in itself, but it's odd for the pack shifters to be so quiet. When I first became the rogue king, sometimes we'd be under attack for multiple days. Guards would flock in and kill my people. The continuous slaughter is a pain I am familiar with. The more we fought back, the lesser the attacks came. And before we knew it, we were going days without being under attack. Yet, going this long without an attack is quite unfamiliar, and worrying. I can't help but wonder what the pack shifters might be planning. "She's beautiful." Riven's voice pulls me out of my reverie. If only he knew where my mind had been. Ever since his brothers death, I know it's been hard for him to cope, but he's been managing well. He's like a brother to me, so I can't imagine how I'd feel if I found him slaughtered in such a manner. The cruelty. But I know who Riven is talking about now-Aria, lying peacefully on the bed. Her eyes clos