"Come on, Vee." I tried to persuade my best friend as I circled her room.I never understood Vera when it came to having fun; she would always rather spend the night in her room while the rest of the kids our age went to live a little. Other people always wondered how Vera was my best friend with our different personalities. I was the wilder and she was more conserved and would rather eat popcorn and watch a movie than be surrounded by different people."I am not going partying with you." she refused and had that decided look on her face that always set me off and made me give up but not today."Oh come on, Lucas is gonna be there," I said and wiggled my eyebrows suggestively at her.Her face glowed up when she heard the stupid little pup's name and I could see the shimmer in her brown eyes. It was not really wise of me to call my future Alpha a pup but I did not have a single bone of respect for that little mutt. I honestly question Vera's huge crush on him but I hold a bit of hope b
"Aah, I'm drowning!"I sat up straight and wiped the dripping water off my face before noticing my glaring mother at the foot of my bed with her favourite signature "wake up Annabelle" red jar. I groaned and internally gagged at the after-smell of alcohol in my mouth and the way I literally smelled like a liquor shop. I looked over at my mother who looked more angry than usual when she woke me up in the morning."Drowning won't be the only thing you're doing if don't get out of bed and help with the chores." She yelled at me with a scrutinizing look that always managed to make me feel guilty but I get over it quickly since we always did this every morning."I wouldn't be going back to sleep when my Sheets are now wet," I replied and ungracefully got out of bed."God, get your bathroom to use." My mother ordered and pointed at the door to the bathroom. She scrunched her nose and glared at me.I shrugged and walked to the room right after my mother uttered her last words before exiting
Jaxon Ryker, that name has caused more terror in the hearts of many werewolves than anything ever since he took his place as the Alpha of the Blazepelt pack. I am one wild and crazy person but that does not mean that I would like to be in the same place as someone who can literally slash my throat without a single thought or even a bit of remorse. I have never met the guy but the stories of all he has done are enough to make me wish I never meet him but I guess I will have to if I am going to this "event" that our Alpha is hosting.They could have held it in some other pack but they just had to go with the CruelCrown pack heck they could have even held it in the Blazepelt pack but they are all just scared of being in the territory of one of the most feared Alphas and so they had to go with the Alpha who is more peaceful and not death conceited. Who knows what could happen at the end of this same "event", maybe someone might die or an Alpha, the usual Alpha drama.I will just have to l
I felt like I was doing the wrong thing as I tied my hair up into a French pleat. It was not because I felt like I was doing it wrongly, I was actually acing it but my concern was as to why I was up early.Everything seemed bizarre and I could swear that the morning had a different feel to it than most mornings I had ever experienced and that indicated something.I could feel uneasiness in the pit of my stomach and my wolf seemed more excited to start the day, that meant something since she was not a morning person or wolf. I should know because she's constantly torturing me about how I am always awake.'Sasha, you're giving me a headache from all that excitement.''would you just let me be, it's kinda rare to see you up at this time?" The excitement in her voice rang through my head and I could have experienced a mini migraine.'Why are you so excited?''oh...just nothing.'I decided to shrug her off and went downstairs straight after making sure I had everything I needed for the "ev
I would have probably called it a nightmare if it were not for the fact that I was wide awake and my mind was forcefully awake. The alcohol had suddenly flashed out of my system when my eyes landed on the awful sight.I could feel the bile rising up in my throat but I was more determined to find my parents.As if with the chaos everything and the surroundings had gone dark, I knew that having a group of alphas in one place would only give birth to unfathomable chaos. How had they caused so much chaos? I only went for a drink and to pee.I wiped the sweat off my forehead as I searched for any familiar faces in all the chaos but different bodies of wolves kept on flying in my direction. I tried to mind link my parents but I was totally blocked out and when I tried my mother, it was like...she was not even there.My wolf whimpered as I tried to avoid other wolves and make myself unknown in the vast fields of battle. Most of the wolves had already shifted and those that had not shifted lo
SIXThe awakening of my body was taking longer than usual and was taking a toll on my mental soundness. My eardrums could only pick up the faint sound of a slow beep and muffled voices. Somehow, I knew where I was and felt as if I was awake and my brain felt more awake than ever as if I had taken a full gallon of coffee.But my body felt heavy while my mind felt light and fit. Why was I being held down and not able to move a single muscle but just hear the sounds around me as muffled voices? My eyelids felt heavy and even though I preferred it more when my eyes were closed, I needed to open my eyes because it felt like I was slowly dying. I could not feel Sasha or her constant nagging; I was on pause.Was I dying?Dying?Death?That word raged through my awakened mind until it finally hit the right chord. As if my body had now decided to accept my brain's commands, it woke up. I had never felt more tormented than when memories of my parents flashed through my head, being played back a
SEVENI looked at my hands and felt waves of emotion hit back and forth that the little cell felt too small like a small shoe box. Among the sad emotions, disgust was also vivid. I could not stand being in my own body anymore, my hair was mated to my body with sweat and my forehead and other parts of my body still had splotches of blood; some of it was mine, most of it for the other wolves I killed and the other.....My mother's blood was still on me. I wanted to wash it all away, that dreadful day, meeting him and losing the two most important in my life. I was too young to be going through all this trauma, I was an adult but I was still as young as a little pup in the eyes of my parents and now I could no longer look into their eyes and see their emotions.....because of him.I tried to tie up my dirty hair into a bun but I failed miserably because I was tired and starving. I did not know for how long I had been in this little kinky and dirty cell but I could guess about four to five
EIGHTOne last pull of fuel from the tank and I would make it out of this hell!I was running not because I felt like my life depended on it but I was running because my life actually depended on it, if I could not make a run out of this place only God knows what he would do to me. I could not risk getting caught especially now that I could feel them trailing behind me, I was still in their territory but if I made it out maybe I could survive though they would still be on the chase for me.He would not stop hunting for me especially since I am his mate but making it out of his territory would surely give me an advantage. I was in between a rock and a hard place especially since I did not want to go back to my pack and endanger the whole Cruelcrown pack, I could not do that adding to more problems since the Blazepelt Pack had already pulled an attack on the pack just a week ago. I would not be selfish. I did not even know what state my pack was in and it made it worse that I could not