VIOLETI met everyone. Gysla, Cora, Elias, Viktor — my sweet, supportive friend, even Edward who turns out to be the newly appointed Orpheuns.Now I know what Leena meant by restoring the balance. It all started when Edward’s powers were snatched away from him and Katrina escaped before Edward could get to Orphena, and it is ending with him getting his powers back.I don’t feel bad anymore because Edward has a good vibe. He is nice to me and he loves Gysla.By the way, Gysla kept apologising for stabbing me and then Wolf but I have told her that if she hadn’t done this…Wolf and I would have lost each forever. Besides, it is all fate and we are pawns in this dangerous game — I don’t even feel salty about not having control of my life.I have…everything. Like the old man said.The happy faces around me only assure me of that everything that I needed and now, have gotten.Another thing has happened in a mere hour. With Edward’s arrival, everyone has found out that I am not the Orpheuns,
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BEFORE YOU READ!It's a mature themed book so if you feel uncomfortable at any point in the book, please consider leaving peacefully!For character aesthetics and updates about the book, follow me on Ïñstå. My Id is authorsy56.Enjoy Reading!Author|~S.YVIOLETWhen I was a little girl, my mother used to tell me stories about monsters. She used to say ‘ Sleep or a monster will come to take you. ’I never slept after hearing that though. The mention of a monster coming to get me and the thought of being asleep when he might come, made me jump out of bed and be on my guard.‘ Where do the monsters live? ’ I often asked her, the fear never leaving my heart. She said they live in only dark places so I avoided darkness.I always stayed
VIOLETEverything hurts. So, it means I am still unfortunately alive.Pain is the indication of the unwanted life. Always.I force myself to blink my eyes open. The pain becomes intense. It’s like a chunk of flesh was ripped off my shoulder when that werewolf lunged at me and I was thrown on the hard ground, my head hitting the stones with full force.Brutal. It’s the usual brutal treatment werewolves are used to giving humans.It will be an absolute lie if I do say that I am used to pain now. Pain is the only thing you can never get used to. If affects you the same even after years.My nose flares when I pick up the heavy smell of blood, sweat and urine in the air. My eyes blink rapidly, trying to adjust in the little to no light in the dark dungeon.There is blood everywhere. And there are bodies piled upon bodies, beside me. Some alive. Most dead. And a few dying.The word personal space or respe
VIOLET 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 ta
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.