In the middle of the thick forest, which stretches as far as the eye can see, the shiny rays of sunlight penetrate the deep trees into the wet ground. Among the bushes and leaves scattered on the ground, Luciano, dressed in camouflaged gear, cautiously sleeps still on the ground. He filled his backpack with bullets, guns, and everything he needed. The high cliff is the only landing area around this thick forest that surrounds his cottage. In his one hand, he holds a string of small handheld devices he has assembled as a remote detonator. This hand stays still with no movement. With the map memorized on where he set the bombs, Luciano views the locations of each explosive through the binoculars in his other hand. He has put explosive devices strategically along the trees, hidden within the leaves and branches. He took extreme care to ensure they were all virtually indistinguishable from their surroundings. Each device is armed and connected to the detonator in his hand. Luciano's
LUCIANO'S POV One second, James is giving me the worst news in my life, and the next second, there is a knock on my head. The car at the cliff was a distraction. To take me out into the real trap. It was all a setup, and my uncle was just trying to kidnap me. Before I can fight back and try to save myself, I lose consciousness. *** After the cover, on my head is removed. I open my eyes. I am still out of place and disoriented. I am on my knees, and they tied both my legs and hands with chains from behind. This is not my uncle's way of torture. He knows me better than this. There is someone new in the picture. I gaze around the room. I search for anything that says my uncle has to do with this but nothing. I try to understand what is going on, but it proves very difficult. What is going on? Adding to my worries. I feel my head spinning. The room and everything around me are in motion. In my eyes, everything is blurred. My nose smells of blood everywhere. I want to puke my guts o
SUCRE MIGHTY! I remember my mother's words from her letter. 'Remember, the blood of the Sucre might run through you. I am hoping someone has reached out to you from my people to either try to kill you or take you back to my home.' The blue-eyed man leads me to the high table. Asking me to take a seat on the last royal chair that is not occupied, and I refuse. I am not stupid to sit at the same table with people who are working with my uncle and are trying to kill me. “Thank you for a very nice introduction. I don't care who you are or what you lead. The question remains. Why am I here? And what do you truly want from me?” “We are here to talk. Calm down.” “Calm down!? You did not find a better way to communicate with me than to team up with my uncle in trying to kill me by kidnapping me like this.” “You are the only living heir to the Sucre Mighty. Didn’t you hear what I just said?” The blue-eyed man turns to me, dumbfounded as if he expected another reaction from me. “Okay. Let'
After I tried with everything in me to bring the council members to my side and plead with them to sell my uncle out and failed. I snapped and exploded trying to kill the council members. The next thing I know. I am now locked in a dungeon. They had to take me out with the superpowers they were using to make me feel blood and test it on my mouth while making it impossible to move a muscle in my body in my head and body. They carried me out of the meeting unconscious into a dungeon. I have just gained my consciousness. And the first thing I am doing is looking for a way out. Fuck… my life circumstances are turning from bad to worse. There are only three cells in this dungeon. On the left cell to mine. The cell is empty. On the right, a tiny man is sitting by the wall hiding his face in between his lap. I walk close to my cell wall door to try opening the steel door locked from the outside. But ten centimeters from the door I feel an electric fence blocking me. Any move closer to
Almost a whole month in this dungeon has passed by. Day and night, I sit here and wonder what happened out there in the world. The time in here has made me insane. I am completely crazy. There is so much noise in my head. Fenrir used to push them off. And we could talk about my childhood to keep me occupied. But with no food for Fenrir, he sleeps a lot and the thoughts in my head in this silent dungeon are almost killing me. At night it gets worse and I truly at this point would rather die than stay here for any more second.I feel abandoned. I feel betrayed by God and the universe. I can't put it into an explanation of how I feel lost in my mind. I swear I truly hate being kidnapped. I am losing more of my mind every second I stay in here. The nightmares that surround me like they do to Maria are like scary songs every night. The first few days, her screams frightened me. But now we are both shouting in our dreams alternatively. She sometimes starts and I follow and vice versa.
“You should thank the moon goddess that the first thing the council did not do is initiate you into the pack. By now, everyone would have access to your memories. “Without the truth serum I am taking all the things I know about you would be in the wrong hands. Your secrets and everything you are hiding.” “Wolf telepathy! …. Is that what you could come up with and expect me to trust you again blindly, just like that?” “You are too hardheaded, just like your mother.” How I wish I was like my mother. Maria walks closer to my cell rails as she continues to speak to me. “That is what you replied to me the first time we met when I told you I knew your mother. And that you were a werewolf. I even told you a specific day of your shift. On your twenty-second birthday.” “Yes, you did not lie about that. It's true. I am a werewolf. It was not a lie.” I mummer debating in my thoughts whether I can still trust her. “Your grandfather knew you were in danger and introduced me to the truth seru
“A bullet in her head would kill my mother. How was that supposed to be a surprise to you? It's a simple logic.” “A bullet through your head will not kill you now. A bullet through her head would not have killed your mother then. “The only way to kill her was through marking your father. “When your mother saved your father and brought him in here. He found out not only everything about us. But made allies from the pack. Powerful allies. An enemy within.” Probably the same ones that have grown to come and partner up with my uncle. How deep is my uncle in this? Did he know about the werewolves from the start? I question myself. “That's when your father started his plan. He planned all this. He planned you. He wanted you to rule both worlds. We figured that out too late. He was not truly threatening us with your mother but you. “I am guessing your mother knew this. She knew he was threatening us with you. Your power and who you are is the biggest threat to both the werewolf and huma
“Who lied to them that I was interested in their power struggles? I want nothing to do with you or your people. I want no more of this shit. I would rather go back on my mother's promise and go back to the Mafia life than all this..” “Your grandfather's words and warnings are now coming back to me. He saw this coming. Luciano, this is more than you and me. This is a fight to save all our people. “Don't let whoever is fighting to be the Alpha win. He will destroy the pack. He will destroy us. He will destroy everyone me, you, and everyone people outside the pack, including the ones you love.” “I don't want to be here or in the group or pack whatever you call it. Let alone be its leader. Maria just please try..try and find a way for us to escape out of here once and for all.” “Luciano, don't be in a rush to make that choice of leaving and never coming back. I am begging you. I assure you, every choice you make here has a lot of consequences. “You will end up dying. And the thought o