Words replayed in my head like a broken record.“…It was near midnight when I found two crying kids left on my doorstep…”“…she made you into a completely different person…”“…she’s more dangerous than werewolves themselves!”“…her blood turned her brother into a monster…”In the span of just a few minutes, there had been several revelations, but nothing devastated me more than the truth behind Lucas’s shift.That night… both mom and dad had been gone for days so Lucas and I were left alone at home. In the middle of most nights, we’d stay up messing with leftover food and blending them together with all sorts of chopped pretty flowers we picked outside. We were doing our own little experiment in the kitchen, but Lucas’ eyes went wide with terror the moment the edge of the knife missed the target and slammed into my finger.“What? You’re scared of a little bit of blood? I’m a gangster, I can’t even feel pain cuz of a measly cut!”I had laughed at him pretty hard but back then, Lucas ne
When I shifted awake, my eyes fluttered open to welcome the blinking of the dangling lightbulb attached to a crumbling concrete ceiling. When the bulb switched off, the room was in complete darkness and when it switched back on, the difference was made minor with only a dull flicker of light dispersing through the dark room. It was instinctual to immediately be on-guard after having woken up to somewhere eerily unfamiliar, so I was quick to jolt upwards, and with my senses on high alert, my gaze swept over my surrounding. The walls were made of concrete but looked extremely old with all the cracks spiraling everywhere. And there were no windows in sight, so the place was hot and suffocating as hell. The only possible escape was through the metal door that stood tall before me, but it seemed almost impossible to break down myself. With that said, I clearly understand why they didn’t bound my hands nor chain me to the wall. Thankfully, it seemed they left me untouched except for the
Nate…That fucker was unexpected, but I’m glad that I can proudly say we never got close enough for this to faze me much.However, I’m not sure how Kasan will take this news. Him, the twins and Kenley were of the few that he seemed to trust. At the moment, he thinks Kenley is a traitor… now this guy too. And as for the companion… “How’s it going, sister-in-law?” A grin plastered on Lora's lips. Smugly, she tilted her head to side as she lifted her arm to settle her elbow on Nate’s shoulder. “It was quite difficult for me when you saw my tattoo that day, luckily, I shot my shoulder instead of anywhere else.” She laughed, cocking the gun she had been carrying.With her head leaned to one side, I could clearly see the tattoo she spoke of, as if she deliberately wanted me to. It was a snake's head peeking out at the crook of her neck and the rest covered by the bandages wrapped over her shoulder. So, it was not a ‘him’? ‘She’ was the nightwalker bitch all along? But I…I could’ve swo
Fingers grabbed me quicker than I could blink, digging into my jaws as his sharp nails pricked through the skin.“Shut the fuck up and let me finish.” With each word enveloped in fury, the veins on his forehead rose as his eyes narrowed on my figure. He took steps forward and the pressure of his hand forced me back until I slammed into the hard wall. I groaned. “Now then, as I was saying.” He shoved me to the side, the sheer force sending me to the floor. I cradled my throbbing elbow close to my chest and glared up at him. My veins were pumping with seethe, but I knew better than to do anything. I’m certain they’ll keep me alive for my blood, but this crazy mother fucker looks like someone who would strangle me to death without even knowing that he's strangling me to death! “That hurts, you fuck!” His gaze multiplied in intensity, flashing golden as they dug into my flesh like hot metal. I could hear his command without him having open his mouth:‘Shut the fuck up’ I pursed my lip
Blood…The pungent scent bombarded me without mercy, I smelled it even before I opened my eyes. The second thing I noticed was that the throbbing pain I felt before I passed out was still there but barely, it wasn’t drastic at all. And the third was the shadowy figure looming over me. My body was laid across their lap with one of their arms wrapped around my shoulder tightly as they kept me secured in their embrace. Who is it? Who is this person? “What…d..did…” I cleared my throat and gulped slowly, trying in vain to get rid of the dryness as well as the unmistakable metallic taste on my tongue. “What…did y-you do….t-to my f-family?”My blood…I’m certain they took it, tons of it. Mom…dad…they’ve already used it on them, haven’t they? The next time we meet, will they have any humanity left? Will they curse me to the pit of hell just as how Lucas did? Or will they pretend its fine, despite knowing that I am nothing but a monster, despite hating me deep deep down?Shit. I’m useless.
Kasan’s POV:A loud gunshot ripped through the air and his head quickly shifted to the side, eyes squeezing close. His heartbeat took off immediately and thumped rapidly inside his chest, his smaller body curling up before mine. I stood over him with the gun in hand, wide eyes examining the hole beside his head. Firing the gun was an impulsive move triggered by nothing but anger, yet after realizing that I’d truly taken that shot, I can’t understand why a sudden fear sprung into being. Even though it didn’t even graze him, the fact that he could’ve been dead right this moment made my chest feel as if it was being circled by vines over and over again and getting immensely tighter each time I breathed.If I’d truly shot him like I wanted, his blood would’ve painted the wall crimson, and there would be no life left in his body by now. But that’s what I want isn’t it? He deserves to die, doesn’t he? A traitor like him should die over and over again. And yet…my hands…why are they suddenl
Kasan’s POV:That night… I killed those men? All along I thought father was out to kill an innocent pup solely because he feared what I’d become. I thought for sure that he was the one who severed our bonds because we were different. But I…I was the pathetic one who allowed myself to be devoured by my wolf’s bloodlust? I was the one who made myself into the monster he saw me as? I was the one who forced his hand?If that is true…then I…do I even have the right to condemn father for what he’s done?“You must be right…” I murmured. “I am the monster…just like he said…”His features were immediately struck with shock, clearly, he didn’t expect those words to fall from my lips. But it was gone as quick as it came and he gritted his teeth. “Even though I knew full well what you were capable of, I still wanted to follow every step you took, I wanted to stick by your side. It was how I grew up, like a shadow behind you. Father didn’t care about me because I wasn’t the kind of leader he wante
Clara’s POV: Before they arrived at the shed:The way out of the dungeons wasn’t as difficult as we thought. Aside from those men who were sent to extract my blood, there were only a few humans loitering around, each of which Lucas and I got rid of. We then moved up a staircase and pulled open a door that led us into the basement of a mansion. It turned out we were being kept underground while above ground, the place looked like an old, abandoned mansion. “I think I’ve seen this place before.” Father murmured, eyes sweeping in all directions. “…Maybe back when I worked with the rebels?”So, it belonged to the late leader?We walked around for a bit, and my eyes didn’t fail to catch sight of framed photos of Kasan’s father along with a woman and two kids. The woman must be his mother, meanwhile, there’s no mistake that the kids are Kasan and Kenley. It seemed this mansion was their home before they became enemies. Why didn’t he get rid of them?I haven’t caught a glimpse of any photo