They all have enhanced hearing, so I don’t have to worry about them hearing my whisper or not.
They all definitely heard me, but no one made a move to bring me out of here. They all seem surprised for some reason as I look at each one of them.
Then, my eyes land on Kane who is giving me a murderous look.
‘ All humans know better than to choose him as their master. ’ I hear a weak whisper from somewhere around me. I know it’s a human girl, but I don’t know what she means by it.
‘ She must not know. ’ Another male murmur hits my ears and a shiver runs down my spine.
What are they all talking about?
“ You don’t talk unless you are spoken to. ” The werewolf with black eyes from earlier, hisses at the humans talking and the halls goes silent once more.
I lift my head and look at Kane who is now walking towards me. My instincts tell me to step back, or to run away, but where am I even supposed to go from here?
He stops in front of me. Fear engulfs my figure right away and my eyes move down to the neatly polished white tiled floor.
“ Choose a master. ” He demands, repeating the same question from earlier.
I am sure he heard me, but I have a hunch that he won’t let me go so easily. He is going to treat me as a human now.
“ Choose a master. ” He repeats what he said. His tone is scary - grim this time.
I jump in my spot. Sweat coats my body, washing off the blood which had dried up on me.
My lips quiver, my throat going dry as sand. I lift my gaze to Kane’s momentarily and then let my eyes fall to the floor.
I can tell everyone is watching me while they hold their breaths back. Humans must be cursing at me in their minds for being so clueless as to stand up against a werewolf who can snap my neck in a mere moment without remorse or even a second thought.
I open my mouth, wanting to just say his name and save myself from the torture he is going to inflict on me if I dare say someone else’s name in front of him…but, my brother’s voice echoes in my head, compelling me to choose Wolf at the expense of my life.
“ W - wolf… ” I choke on my breath and in the next moment, I feel a strong hand reaching out to my neck.
My supply of air cuts off when the hand wraps around my neck and a great pressure follows the touch. My eyes bulge out, but my own hands never reach out to Kane’s hand to get him off myself.
I never fight back. I never did before and maybe, I am never going to find the courage to do it in the future either.
I simply gasp for air, lift my gaze to his and wait for this pain to go away.
“ Kane. You know the rules. Leave her. She chose her master and you have no right over her unless Wolf allows it. ” The man with the black eyes intervenes in a serious tone and Kane leaves my neck right away.
I fall down to my knees, my hands clawing at my neck as I feel like I won’t be able to regain my breath anytime soon. Tears prick my eyes as my lungs burn and every wound in my body starts to hurt all over again.
I lift my head only when I feel like Kane has walked away from me. I am proved right when I watch him standing by my far right where he stood before.
Beside him, stands the black haired werewolf who stopped him from killing me. He talked about rules and it sounded hilarious to everyone, I bet.
“ Hmmm…So you are choosing wolf? ” The black eyed man rakes his hand through his hair, ruffling it slightly.
I set my lips in a thin line, my heart drumming in my ears as I regain my breathing eventually.
“ Do you know who he is? ” He adds, resting his back against the wall and folding his arms over his chest.
Slowly, I look at Kane and then at the grey eyed man who is coming through the door to stand beside him. These three seem to be in power around here as no one ever interrupts them or tries to even look at them.
Suddenly, I see Kane’s eyes changing colour. From chocolate brown to white glowing, his eyes really do change and it scares me.
I didn’t know werewolves could do something like that. What is he even doing?
I keep my gaze fixed at him until his eyes go back to his chocolate brown colour and he rests his back against the wall just like the black eyed man.
“ He is coming. ” Kane declares, sulking like a child.
My body starts shaking when I take notice of how serious everyone looks all of a sudden. Even Kane and the grey eyed man who were always smirking before don’t dare let their lips quirk up.
Who is coming? I don’t need to ask. I know they are talking about my new master.
Surely, my brother didn’t make a mistake. Wolf can’t be someone so terrible, that they all are oddly scared of him. Humans and Werewolves alike.
The silence of the great hall breaks when someone steps down from the stairs and everyone’s eyes move to see who is now in front of me.
I don’t move and stay on my four for a moment. I am too scared to look at my new master.
My gut feeling tells me that there is something wrong and the suffocating atmosphere only proves me right.
“ Why did you call on me? ” The gruff voice falls in my ears and now, I can tell why everyone was so stiff.
The voice sounds so powerful and aggressive, it’s hard to not shiver by just listening to it.
In a slow motion, I raise my head in his direction. My mouth goes dry when I look at the man stepping down from the last stair.
He stands tall in front of everyone.
My eyes trail up from his legs which are cladded in a black jeans.
His waist is slim and his body has the perfect desired proportion with possible six pack abs hidden behind the silk navy blue button up shirt he is currently wearing.
My eyes travel higher to his face. His complexion is pale, like he was never exposed to sunlight before. His lips are a rosy colour, shaped as a heart and pressed tightly together.
His nose is high bridged and when he tilts his head to the side, I see the mole he has just beneath his nose.
My eyes move to his eyes. Golden specks shine around the black dot in the middle and then darkness curls around those golden specks like the colour black and golden has fused together. His eyes are pure golden in colour - not amber or honey - pure golden.
I have never seen such eyes before. I didn’t even know it was possible. Perhaps, it’s because he is a werewolf that he has such unique eyes.
Complimenting his whole look, he has natural chestnut hair. Another unique trait about this man.
“ I think you are losing your fame, Wolf. ” I hear the grey eyed man saying to the golden eyed man in front of me.
My breath hitches in my throat as I shake my head, breaking out of the awe-struck state.
When I do break out of my trance, I notice the blood splatters on Wolf’s pale face and then the same blood on his navy blue shirt.
Bile rises in my throat when I realise that he has human blood splashed all over him. Of course, it is human blood - it can’t be anything else.
“ Slaves shouldn’t look their Master in the eye. ” Kane hisses from my right, pointing out what I had been doing for a while now.
I am looking Wolf right in the eye and unfortunately, he is looking right at me like I am the only one in the room.
There is something so mischievous and dark about Wolf that I can feel goosebumps rising all over my body.
He doesn’t seem like the normal werewolf - the brutal type. He seems like one of those higher monsters everyone talked about. The monsters who lead the brutal acts - the evil one’s, the mad one’s and the most cruel one’s.
“ For the first time since forever, a human finally chose you as her master. I think humans have stopped telling tales about you. They don’t warn each other anymore. ” The grey eyed man continues talking to Wolf.
Each word that the grey eyed man says, brings me some more anxiety. What did I do? Did I even choose the right one? The one that my brother asked me to choose?
I can't help, but ask myself all these questions right now.
My heart drowns to the pit of my stomach. My eyes fall down to the floor, not finding anything interesting anymore.
I have done a mistake. Perhaps, he is not the 'Wolf' my brother asked me to choose. The thought alone is enough to make me recall everything that Noah and Lorraine had done to me, to my poor brother Elias.
“ Look at me, human. ” The gruff voice commands and instinctively, I look up at him.
He is still standing on the same spot, high and mighty like a deadly King of a Kingdom and I am sitting on my knees - naked, hurt and exposed like a poor slave.
We both fit so well in the master slave roles.
Maybe, I will never get out of it again. Maybe, torture and pain is always supposed to be my fate.
Our eyes meet and a strange spark runs through my body. It feels like I was hit by electric current. Confusion takes over my senses and when I see Wolf’s eyes changing colour and becoming complete black for a second, I feel my blood turning cold in my veins.
“ Clean her up and send her to my room, Cassius. ” He addresses the grey eyed man, his eyes still dark as night.
Wolf turns around abruptly on his heels and climbs the stairs, leaving me behind.
“ No one ever chooses him for a reason, you stupid girl. ” A human girl mutters from somewhere beside me.
I can’t tell who it is and I can’t understand what she is talking about. I get up from the floor, balancing myself on my weak legs when Cassius - apparently the grey eyed man - walks forward and stops right in front of me.
He hooks a finger under my chin, raising my head and making me look at him. He doesn’t fit in the picture of the brutal werewolf type - his touch is too gentle for that.
“ Don’t worry. You will know the reason soon. ” He breathes hoarsely and all my misunderstandings about him clear up.
He is just like the others even if his touch is too gentle. They are all monsters - wolves pretending to be humans.
VIOLET Cassius takes a step back from me and a werewolf comes to my side. Grabbing my arm, he begins dragging me away from the main hall. Instinctively, I look back at Cassius who is staring at me. As I look at him, I notice Kane and the black eyed man coming to stand beside Cassius. All three gaze at me as their eyes flash different colours for a second. For a moment, I think that I am seeing things. Possible because I hit my head too hard. But, then I end up rejecting my own idea of hallucinating such things. Their eyes did change colours like Kane’s and Wolf’s did. Strange. I never noticed such things before. Turning my head back, I let the werewolf man lead me down the hallways to God knows where. Terror gnaws at my guts. What’s going to happen now? That’s the main question and what happened to Elias and Sylvan? That’s another question for me. There i
VIOLET “ My brother - My brother asked me to choose you. ” No response. Just the blank - predatory stare which penetrates my body and I feel needles pricking my skin as a result of this. I swallow the lump forming in my throat, but another one just appears back in its place. “ His name is Elias Bane. He said I should choose the one named Wolf in the Silver Moon Pack. Is this - is this…Silver Moon Pack? ” I ask him, hoping to stir his silence. Still no response. …But I do sense the Golden colour of his eyes almost fading to some other colour - like black or maybe, alluring darkness…That’s more like it. The longer he looks at me in silence, the more I feel like I am getting tortured. I want answers - At this point, I think I will do absolutely every possible and impossible thing to get those answers. Unable t
VIOLET I have never felt so confused in my whole life. Am I supposed to wait for what’s coming or should I try to run like I was trained to do? I can’t decide, but I admit there is something urging me to stay back, give it some time and trust that I chose the right one. Lilith takes me down the same way and back to the same bathroom which seems to be allotted to humans in a way. I remember how werewolves used to keep all the human slaves in the same room after they were done torturing us. It was a way to keep humans out of their business and it always protected their strengths and weaknesses from us. When we reach the bathroom, she sits me down at the edge of a rusty bathtub and goes out of there. My hate for the monsters increases some more as I stare at the dirty tiled floor of the bathroom, waiting for Lilith to come back.
VIOLET“ That’s why no one ever chooses him. All humans know that they should never say his name. ” She says.I don’t move from my spot and just watch her pulling back and sitting in front of me again. She shakes her head in pity this time and her sticky hair sway left and right with the movement of her head.I think I want to find all interesting things in the world so I don’t have to focus on what she just told me.Surely if this was true, Elias would have never asked me to choose Wolf specifically and he would have never said that Wolf was going to keep me safe.Nothing makes sense to me anymore.“ But it’s clear that you didn’t know. You just chose randomly and ended up being his slave. I can only imagine how brutal he must be, considering that he was involved in human massacres all around the world. ” The girl just keeps talking and doesn’t allow me to divert m
VIOLETLilith takes me back to the same room and stops outside the door. Her back is facing me. She raises her fist and knocks on the door as I feel my heartbeat speeding up.He is the King’s son. I was not wrong when I assumed that he is the man of power around here like Kane and Cassius and the third man with them.What I don’t understand is why did Elias made me choose Wolf? What was the reason? This question is going to continue choking me until I get an answer from someone.I gulp when Lilith opens the door and pushes me inside. I keep my head down as I stumble inside the room and she closes the door behind me.“ Better than before. ” I hear him saying plainly.Lifting my gaze, I steal a glance at him. Like before, he is covered in blood and he is still shirtless.This time, the blood is not p
VIOLET ‘ Free for claims. ’ This is a term every slave human fears significantly. It’s a term which means that the master werewolf doesn’t want their slave and anyone who wants or wins the fight can have that human - if that human survives the ferocious contest of pushing and pulling from all sides of course. It’s not like werewolves are dying to have that human as their slave who is already rejected by a master - it’s more like they enjoy the torment the human goes through. I have watched something like this before. Izel - I remember the girl as if I saw her just an hour ago. She was up for the claims and she fought with all her might, but in the end, she didn’t survive. They grabbed her arms from both sides, pulling her body apart, claiming her ripped limbs and her dead head as well. Bile rises in my throat as I recall the memor
VIOLETFrom my sitting position, he seems so tall, lean and frightening. I gulp, staring at his bare torso, the sprinkles of blood on his body looking far more interesting to me than anything else in the room or on me or on him.For a while, Wolf doesn’t make any move. This confuses me further. From the time I have met him, it feels like he is always observing me or contemplating what he should do with me.All of a sudden, he crouches down in front of me, his face appearing in my view.I gasp, pushing myself back instinctively.His face appears so close. If I reach a little forward, I might even be touching him accidentally and I don’t want to do that - no way in hell.But, the sparks travelling down my spine force me to think otherwise.Wolf looks up, his eyes
WOLFI walk through the thick forest, my eyes scanning my surroundings carefully. The bird following me all around the forest doesn’t go unnoticed by me, but I have to pretend to not see it.When I see the cave in the distance, I pick my speed. Closing the distance, I enter the cave silently.A buzz goes off as the magical barrier around the cave’s entrance allows me in. I roll my shoulders back and stare at the sight in front of me. A wide forest lays before me.Cassius and Kane are standing by the trees on my right, the later glaring at me.Turning around, I look at the wall behind me. From outside, it looks like a cave where I go to meditate every day and the bird follows me like my shadow, but in here, lies something else - something no one will ever find out and if they do…I don’t want to think about it yet.We are not ready for this. Not yet.