June 15th
Vladimir
“Mom, how will I remember when my birthday is?” the little boy asked his mom.
The mom hugged the little boy and kissed his little cheek.“When the clearing of the forest is full of flowers and buzzing with life when the warm light of the June Sun will kiss your sweet face, you will know it is your birthday,” the mother said, looking into the boy's eyes.He had the same eyes like his dad.“But what day, mom?”“The fifteen.”I wake up, covered in sweat, the sheets damped around me. I look at the watch: 5:23 AM. And then I see the date—the day when the nightmare started -the 15th of June, fifteen minutes years ago. Today is my birthday. After what happened, I never celebrate another birthday, not even when Ana br
VladimirI float on a sea of pain for a long time. I don't see or hear anything. Does this mean I am dead? But why does it hurt so much? I thought that being dead meant being free of all pain. So why does my body hurt so much? Wait, do I still have a body?I don't know how long I float like this because I don't see or hear anything. So this is what it means to be dead? To be alone and in constant pain? I close my eyes.“You are not alone,” I finally hear a voice.“Who said that?” I ask.“Open your eyes,” the same voice said.I do that and in front of me is a big silver wolf. And everything around us is black.“Am I dead?” I ask.“Not yet.”“Then where am I?”“At the border between death and life.”“I can see my famil
ElenaI run after Vladimir and yell for him to stop, but he doesn't listen. What the fuck just happened? Everything was going great until I asked him about Karmina, and he freaked up.I finally managed to find him at the lake. He always comes here. I approach him.“Please, Elena,” he says with a strangled voice. He sounds like he is in pain.“I just want to understand, that’s all,” I say. “No matter what happened, we will talk about it.”“You will loath me!” he says with a terrified voice.Did he really kill someone? But whatever the answer is, I know I won't loath him.“I would never loath you,” I say.“Not even when I am guilty of killing an innocent girl?” he asks, his voice full of regret and pain.“You are my mate, no matter what. Tell me what happened.”
ElenaIt is morning when I return with Vladimir to the pack. I can tell he is suffering a lot. And my heart breaks for him. The way he tortures himself…I take him to my room and make him lie in bed. I stay with him until he falls asleep. And I go to the dungeons. To where Max is kept.I enter and look at him. He is covered in bruises and dried blood, with a silver collar around the neck, tied to a wall.“You came to beat me more? No matter how much you beat me, it won't bring him back, ” he says with a big smirk on his face.I straddle a chair and look at him.“Why did you do it? Why did you kill him? Karmina was your sister, right?”His facial expression changes. He is no longer smirking.“Did Vladimir do something to Karmina?” I ask.“Yes!”I see hatred in his eyes.“What did h
Mark Learning that Vladimir was all right was the best news I received in a long time. Over the months, he became a very good friend, and I saw him as a brother. I think of how much Vladimir accomplished since he got here. He is more confident, stronger, can shift, and is the perfect match for Elena. And Elena. I think she is in love. She is even smiling, and I haven’t seen her smiling since… Alec died.“Do you need help in the kitchen?” I hear Rose calling.Crap. I got distracted and almost burned the food. I am making steaks tonight.“Everything all right! No need to worry.”I had to practice a little to make sure I know how to prepare the food. I want everything to be perfect tonight. One more minute and perfect! I arrange the food on plates and take it to the table.“Oh, it looks so good, Mark. Thanks!” Rose says, smiling. Her dimples are so sexy.I want her so ba
VladimirIt is around 10 AM when I say my goodbyes to the pack. Unfortunately, I can’t take Winter with me, so I ask Mark to take care of her.“Thanks for taking care of her,” I say to him.“Don't mention it. Winter is part of the pack now,” he says.I look at Elena, and a lot of emotions are written on her face.“I will be back soon,” I say to her.She nods.“I will be waiting for you,” she says.“Goodbye, Rose. William.”William hugs me and slaps my back hard. I swear this guy has to learn to control his strength.“Train hard and be back soon. I will get bored if you are not here to watch Netflix with me,” William says. “Who will train with me now?” he asks while he eyes Mark.I have to stop myself from laughing hard when Mark looks at William and gr
ElenaI make it safely to Brazil, and a jaguar is waiting for me in the São-Paulo International Airport.“Thanks for coming,” I say.He nods and points to his car, a Land Rover.Alrighty, then. Guess he is not a chatty one. I hop in the car and put the seat belt on.“What's your name?” I ask the jaguar.“Joao.”“I am Elena. Where is Luiz?”Luiz is the tribe leader and the one that is supposed to help me find Cronus's scythe.“He is waiting for you back at the temple.”“Good. You speak English very well,” I say.“I spent ten years studying in Canada.”We travel two days and three nights through the jungle. We have to leave the car behind, take a boat and walk a lot. I am sick of the jungle already. The humidity drives me crazy. I prefer the forest
Vladimir“How is it that I can talk to you?” I ask my wolf.I have never heard of a single case where someone could talk to his inner wolf. We are not two separated entities, we are one, our souls merged as one. Sure, one can feel the wolf inside of him, but nothing more.“Because I am very powerful and ancient,” my wolf says.Could this be?“Are you the First Wolf?” I ask.A burst of strange laughter erupts in my head.“I am not Kaen, the First Wolf. I am his son. My name is Derayu. I was born after the death of my father in the presence of the Goddess. You have been chosen to the other half of my soul.”“Why? I am not strong or special.”“You are not just an ordinary werewolf. You are the one who is destined to kill Mihnea, the liar. I am glad to be your other h
ElenaWhen we get out of the temple, Joao is gone. It doesn’t matter, I will get him another time.It is not the first time I walk in a trap, and I am taken as a prisoner. I already know what I have to do. When we reach the village, I look at everything around me, how many tribe people are, how many warriors, how the huts are distributed, any more slaves, where the Luiz hut is. I see around twenty warriors, about fifteen females with cubs. The females look sad and scared. I get a glimpse of three more slaves, all jaguar females.I am taken to a small hut.“This is where you will be staying until tomorrow. I can hardly wait to make you my wife,” Luiz says. “To make sure you won’t try to escape, two warriors will guard the hut.”The slave makes sure I get in the hut and stay inside. Now all I have to do is wait. I sit down and try to re