Hera's POVI'm still laying on the floor with Alpha Hugh and he seems to be losing a lot of blood from where the bullet grazed him so with a lot of struggle, I help him up to his feet so we'll go down and get help quickly before he loses too much blood and loses his consciousness.“Let's just try and get down, then we'll get help and you'll be fine,” I tell him and he grunts in reply.“Don't worry, it isn't too serious Hera, I'll be fine” he says to assure me but I don't listen to his words as I keep leading us downstairs.We hear footsteps approaching and I quickly reach for the gun in my pocket in case it's a Bluemoon pack guard but the person comes closer and it turns out to be Krystal who was coming toward us.We grin at each other once we see each other and a new wave of joy and relief takes over me and it settles on me that Alpha Luggard is actually dead and gone for good. She notices the blood on Alpha Hugh's shoulder and quickly rushes toward us to check on him.“Luggard shot
I woke up with a throbbing headache, I don't even remember falling asleep. I turn to look at my brother who was lying still on the ground with his eyes screwed shot. Mark, my brother seemed to be traumatized about the whole fight that happened between my wolf pack and our rivals. We have lost practically everything, including my parents, no shelter, nothing to eat, no change of clothes. It all started out as a dream, more like a nightmare. There was fire everywhere, some were forced to change into their wolves, many were injured and my parents who were the Alpha and Luna were at the war front fighting for the good of our pack died on the spot. Our rivals were stronger and more in number so they had more advantage than my pack.I changed into my wolf, put Mark on my back and we fled into the woods, escaping wasn't so easy.The rival pack wolves were everywhere, I was scared but I had to put on a facade because of my little brother. He held on tight to my pitch black fur which was qu
My head is spinning. It is a struggle to keep my breathing in check and I'm sure as hell that I'm drowning. My chest burns, my body quakes in anxiety. Screaming would shake off the fear rising but I don't make a sound, my throat also burns, and more than anything, I mustn't startle Mark so I go through the excruciating pains in silence. This is what I must get used to, I must ignore all burns, pains, agony...nightmares.Many times, it is easy to push the gory images blurring my vision by focusing on the bird tattoo etched on my wrist, other times, the bird does nothing but aggravates the demons. Demons fighting for my soul, the only thing I have left. They feed on my fears and tears, leaving me a shaken mess. I would do anything to bury my memories.This time all I see is fire, an unending, unquenchable one, my skin heats up and the bird seems to be glowing. I know it's the demons but I'm having a hard time suppressing them. The fire burning is a clear depiction of the night I lost ev
Be it as it may. I was a prisoner here. No training, no preparation was going to get me over that fact. The prestigious Blue Moon Pack now stood as nothing but the solid mark of the very beginning of my pain. The world had gone mad. And the Alpha I was supposed to be pledged to for a lifetime was now my captor.I had was dealing with the loss of my parents in the most painful way unimaginable. Night after night met me with new streaks of tears, and at dawn, a expression of pretense. I didn't care however I wore it. I just hoped not to cry before anyone.I didn't plan to do anything that would have been offered to me earlier, but the Alpha, using my brother as a bargaining cheap, that sure worked out fine. I knew I stood no match for most of the shapeshifters here. Besides, I was raised to be a princess, and not a warrior.A princess.To me, that was a lifetime ago. All that was gone now. I was just some werewolf fighting for her existence, the survival of her brother, and potentially
I smile back at Mark as my heart fills up with ease, even though I know it will be for a while, and stand up to my feet. I stretch my hand forward to his to help him up and he takes my hand. I pull him up with a grunt and he laughs to himself. I arch my eyebrow in curiosity when he wouldn't tell me what's so funny so I decide to ask.“What's so funny? You were laughing to yourself just now” I ask him and he shakes his head in response.I quickly reach for his head and hold it between my arm and body, trapping him beneath my armpit and he cries out in disgust while I laugh hard at him.“Will you tell me or not?” I question again and he holds his hands up.“Fine, fine I'll tell you” he surrenders and I smile satisfyingly before I slowly let him go but hold onto his hand so he won't run away from me.“You grunted while helping me up so I wondered how someone stronger than me can't pull up a ten-year-old boy without grunting,” Mark says, mocking me and I laugh too.“You're weighty that's
“Hera, are you okay? I heard you screaming so I came to check on you” Mark says as he stares at me worriedly and I shake my head before I come down from my bed and head for the kitchen to get a glass of water to wet my parched throat.“I'm fine Mark, don't worry about me,” I tell him but he squints his eyes and shakes his head at me.“I don’t believe you. You look like a huge mess” he says as I turn on the tap and watch the water pour into the cup beneath it. The glass gets full and the water begins to pour into the sink but I don’t notice it. I don’t feel the cold water pouring on my hand because I’m thinking about the dream I just had; wishing it would stop already and the demons haunting me from the day our pack was attacked would stop whispering demeaning words to me in my head.Mark rushes up to me and stands on his tiptoe to lock the tap then he takes the glass of water from my hand and drops it on the kitchen counter before he yells out my name and I jolt; coming back to my sen
CHAPTER SIXThere's a huge smile on Mark's face as we sit on the rooftop of the house Alpha Luggard gave to us and watch the sunset from afar.There's still some leftover chicken from the breakfast he had. He left it in the refrigerator when he got filled up and we decided to have it for dinner instead of the soggy noodles that they gave us.“I like the color of the sun, so pretty,” Mark says and I smile before I pat him on the head.“Your sister won her fight today again, aren't you going to tell me congratulations?” I ask him and he just pouts his lips with a grown etched on his face.“I don't know if I should congratulate you or if I should be scared,” he says and I can't help but wonder why he's scared.“What's wrong Mark? Why would you be scared?” I ask him and he looks at me, his eyes are filled with tears and I felt my insides twist with agony on seeing him like that. He shouldn't be crying, he should be smiling like he was just seconds ago.I quickly drag the sleeve of my shir
The door creaks open as I stumble into the living room and try to get my balance by resting against the table closest to the door.I hear Mark's footsteps come closer to where I am and I quickly try to make myself look not too bad so he won't get worried about me.I try to make my hair look less rough and I try to clean off the already dried bloodstain on my chin but it doesn't go away.Mark switches on the light and I see the horror settle in his eyes when he takes in my appearance but I still smile at him to let him know that I'm fine, even though my body aches like hell.I can still remember what caused me to sustain the body ache and several injuries all over my body. Alpha Luggard didn't just walk out on me after he told me we would duel at dawn with me the next day. I went on to further instigate him with my spiteful words and he lost his temper so he hit me again; on my face, my legs, my back, my stomach… I can still feel the pain that coursed through my body when he punched me