LOGIN2. Rachael ||
My heart started drumming with a blend of fear and panic as I tried to understand who this strange man was. Was he their accomplice or my savior? Was he a hero or a villain? "Why is he here?" I heard one of Mrs Newman's friends say, but it wasn't with the same boldness they had before. Something was wrong. I turned to them and saw that they were pale with fear. It was almost as if this stranger could kill them with one command. "Let's get out of here!" Mrs Newman suddenly shrieked. And like scared little pups, they ran away. With them gone, I was left alone in the alley with him. My heart was still ramming and I didn't even know where to begin but one thing was certain, I had to get out of here. I pushed myself to my feet and hoped he would just ignore me as I made my way past him but I was wrong. "There are more waiting out there, Hybrid. Their master paid a lot of money for you to be killed tonight. Your best bet is to stay with me." His voice was as clear as water, yet it vibrated deep within my soul setting flames to everything it touched. "But I am not a Hybrid. I am human," I cried out but he simply smirked, sending another wave of fear into me. My hands were still shaking but I hid them. "W— who are you?" "Frost, Ethan Frost. Son of Edgar Frost, Alpha of Ravensclaw pack." “The Frosts!” I gasped as cold wrapped around me in a tight clutch— Even babies knew what that name meant from birth. Power and danger! No wonder Newman and her friends ran! The frosts were a well-known name in the world. A powerful family of werewolves that have been at the seat of power for more than a century, oppressing and killing whoever stood in their path, humans and wolves alike! I felt sick in the stomach. This encounter couldn't be good. "Why did you save me?" My lower lips trembled. Ethan Frost lowered his gaze on me and my stomach twisted. “The stars have chosen you. The world needs you and that's why I can't let anyone hurt you.” My brows reached my hairlines as shockwaves washed all over me. I tried to process and reprocess his statement, but it made no sense. "I am sure there is a mistake somewhere. I am just... A girl." I whispered. "I'll take you home first. Jonathan will explain everything to you." At his response, my brows shot up again. "You know my uncle?" I asked but he simply nodded. "He will explain, come, let's go." He took my hands and we began to jog out of the alley. Through our walk, my heart kept jumping in my chest as questions rolled through me. And the most disturbing one was how this man knew the way to my house. In good timing, we got to the front lawn and he dropped my hand. "It would be best if you spoke to him alone," he whispered and before I could even breath, he turned away. I turned to the house and I was already scared of what I would find but I had no choice. Slowly, I walked into the house and one look at my face, Uncle Jonathan sighed. It was almost as if he already knew what was going on. "I never expected this day would come sooner. I thought you still had a few years," he said as he took off his glasses and got to his feet. "Uncle, you are scaring me." My voice fell very low. I was almost shaking with fear. "Ray, it's about time you learned about your parents and how they died." I cocked my head. "Don't tell me, they didn't die in an accident?" Uncle shook his head. "No, they didn't." He sighed and looked at me. His weathered face looked uncomfortable. "They were murdered, Ray." My lips moved, but words never came out. I looked down at the floor instead and ran my fingers along the table. "Why?" I asked the most obvious question. "They died protecting you. Because you are the Moon Wolf. You have the power of the Moon Goddess." "No, no." I whispered in denial. “I am human, and you can't be serious! Is this some sort of prank? How can I just wake up and become some Moon wolf bullshit!” "Ray." My uncle called behind me. "I won't hear it! No!" I kept mumbling. It made no sense. There was no logical explanation! "Your powers have awakened, Ray. Their master will come for you,” Uncle Jonathan whispered. My heart shattered and I felt like crying. “What powers? I am only human… What are you talking about?” "The power is taking shape in you, Ray," Uncle said. “W—what are we going to do now?” I mumbled as my insides just went numb. I still didn’t believe it, but what could I do now? How could I escape this madness? Rather than respond to me, Uncle Jonathan turned his head to the living room and his eyes narrowed. There was an eerie silence that followed and I slowly pulled myself off the floor to come stand by his side. "Come inside, how long will you listen?" He let out and my head cocked in his direction. "I'm pretty sure no one's at the door—" The words were barely out of my mouth when the doorknob rattled and turned. Someone was indeed there! Swiftly, I moved behind my uncle and watched from the corner. As the person made their presence know, my heart dropped. It was Ethan fucking Frost! "Jonathan Myers," Ethan said and rolled his eyes around. "To think I would find you in a dump like this." "Ethan Frost. Quite the distance you traveled to get here. How is Edgar doing?" Uncle Jonathan's voice was level. I was very surprised that my uncle knew Ethan, and they spoke so freely to one another! In all my life, I had never seen a human and a wolf converse so freely, not even the doctors! Plus, Who the hell was Edgar? "I'm sure you know why I'm here, Mr. Myers," Ethan let out and somehow, I knew this was about me. I grabbed my uncle's arm tightly, and he held my hand. He smiled down at me and rubbed my hand gently. "I know. If she has been attacked, it means that our enemies already know who she is." Uncle Jonathan replied. Ethan had his hands in his pocket. His eyes traveled to me and my heart flipped. "We have no choice. She's coming with me." His eyes never left me. "No!” I cried out, moving away from my uncle. “As if I would follow a total stranger! You might be this enemy!" "Ray, calm down." Uncle Jonathan tried to say. "No!" I stepped back. "Look, The Frost name carries power, if you are under my protection, no one will touch you, talk less of harming," Ethan let out but I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "I'm not going! I don't trust you. Uncle, I can't go, please I will stay with you! Besides, we don’t even know if this guy is a real Frost! He could be a fucking fake!" "Rachael," Uncle Jonathan snapped and I froze. It was always serious when he called my full name. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you this before, I did it to protect you. I wanted you to have a normal life, but they have found you." He sighed and held out his hand. "I know Ethan Frost, he might seem a bit sketchy, mysterious to put it broadly. But you will be safer there, just trust me… I will never send you where it’s unsafe. Please, do it for me and I promise when everything settles, I will come get you myself." "Uncle…" I groaned, knowing that there was no turning back now… "It's okay. I also must leave. Now that they have found you. I might not be able to contact you for a while. You will be okay, alright?" He held my shoulders, and I cried in his arms, not even caring that Ethan was watching. Uncle Jonathan sniffled and pulled away, his eyes going to the window. "Pack your things, we don't have enough time." Whatever this nightmare was, I hated it already. With a heavy heart, I went to my room and packed all the things I needed. When I came back, Uncle and Ethan waited at the exit. "You take care of her. No harm should come to her!" He snapped at Ethan. Ethan only nodded. Uncle Jonathan tapped my shoulder. His expression softened and he smiled. "It will be alright." From there, everything just happened fast. Ethan held my hand, and we went outside to a waiting car. Ethan sat at the front and turned to the driver. "Go, Ravensclaw straight." His voice was low, but it carried authority. He looked back at me, and I almost caught a hint of worry in those cold eyes before he looked away. The car roared to life and sped away. I was feeling very exhausted, but I would die first before I fell asleep in a car with some stranger. I forced myself awake till the vehicle came to a stop. I helped myself down and glared at the building in front of us. But the instant we approached the gates, a man with very similar traits with Ethan, glared at us— and in that instant, I knew that things were not going to be as smooth as Ethan made it seem. "Didn't you read the memo, Ethan? Human whores are not allowed here!"85. Rachael. I shook my head. "You know...girl things?" My answer was vague, it wasn't enough. Ethan's eyes flashed in the rear view mirror,, and he smiled. "Yeah, it's alright. I won't pry, since it seems that important." His hand rested lazily on the steering wheel. "Oh no, I don't mean it like that—I just wanted to see it first. Lyanna's expression meant it was something serious—""Rachael, relax." His voice rumbled. "I'm not questioning you or forcing you. It's yours, right?" He waited for my answer, and I replied with a quick nod. "Good. We will be arriving at the rebuilt castle, but I doubt we will be able to live there. I've made preparations to move into a villa, last the walls.""A villa? You have a villa?" I leaned forward. Ethan's explanation about the villa being both a summer and winter house sparked curiosity. "Well, more of like a...summer house? No, winter house, sometimes it can get very cold during winter at the castle, so we move to the villa sometimes," he said
84. Rachael.I stared out the window, mesmerized by the breathtaking beauty of the summer skies. The brilliant blue stretched out before me, dotted with puffy white clouds that seemed to drift lazily across the horizon. I had been cooped up inside for too long, and the sight of the sky was like a balm to my soul. I felt a deep sense of peace wash over me as I gazed out at the endless expanse, feeling the weight of my worries slowly lift.As I sat there, lost in the beauty of the sky, I caught Ethan's eye in the rearview mirror. His gaze met mine for a brief moment, and I felt a spark of connection before he returned his attention to the road. I couldn't help but notice the way his eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, or the way his hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck.The vehicle hummed smoothly along the good asphalt, the engine purring contentedly as Ethan accelerated. The sound was almost musical, a soothing melody that seemed to match the rhythm of my heartbeat. I f
83. Rachael. Lyanna, Ethan and I waited patiently as the elevator climbed to the tenth floor of a secret hospital near the castle. She stood between Ethan and me, humming a song happily like she wasn't doing it on purpose. "Oh—tenth floor, this is it." She pressed the button and we walked out. As we stepped into this new wing, I was struck by the stark contrast to the previous one. The porcelain floors gleamed with a spotless shine, reflecting the high level of care and attention to detail that seemed to permeate every aspect of this facility. The atmosphere was serene, with soft lighting and plush carpets that seemed to muffle the sound of our footsteps. Maids in crisp, tailored uniforms pushed trolleys laden with fresh linens and medical supplies, their faces breaking into warm smiles as they greeted Ethan. "Good morning, Mr. Ethan!" one of them chimed, her voice friendly and welcoming. Ethan returned their greetings with a nod. He walked as if he had been here n
82. Rachael. I was surprised at Lyanna's words but I knew better than to say anything back to her. We were caught in the act. It was better to remain silent and watch how it played out. She removed the syringe and checked my stats, while Ethan watched. "She said you were leaving Ethan, aren't you leaving again?" Lyanna teased, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she scribbled something really fast on a jotter, her pen moving swiftly across the page."Well, I—I—" he stuttered, taken aback by her directness."Thought so," she cut him off immediately, a knowing glint in her eye. She flashed a penlight in my eyes, her movements quick and efficient, and told me to roll them, which I did, wincing slightly at the bright light.Lyanna sighed and returned the penlight to her pocket, her expression softening into a warm smile. "Okay, if you have the energy to do some fifty-shades stuff here, then you are healthy enough to be discharged tomorrow." Her words were laced with a mix of teasing an
81. Rachael. Ethan's lips crashed onto mine with an urgency that left me breathless. His kiss was intense as if he feared I'd vanish into thin air if he let me go, even for a moment. As he deepened the kiss, his hands roamed over my body, the thin hospital robe swishing with each movement, sending shivers down my spine. I felt a rush of emotions, overwhelmed by the passion and longing in his touch.Finally, I managed to break free from the kiss, gasping for air. "Ethan, I'm not running away," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart.Ethan's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with desire and adoration. He leaned his forehead against mine, his chest heaving with each breath. "You don't know how much I have missed you," he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion. The words hung in the air, filled with a depth of feeling that spoke of a longing that went far beyond physical absence. In that moment, I felt seen, felt, and cherished in a way that left me
80. Rachael. I was relocated to a new room, one that seemed to cater to my every whim and need. The VIP suite, reserved for the pack's most esteemed members, was a far cry from the sterile hospital room I'd previously occupied. The ambience was more akin to a luxury hotel, with plush furnishings and modern amenities that seemed to whisper comfort.As I settled into the spacious bed, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. The soft glow of the lamps and the gentle hum of the air conditioning created a soothing atmosphere, one that seemed to lull my frazzled nerves into a state of calm. Even the IV stands as a constant reminder of my fragile state and seems less imposing in this setting.The room's décor was tasteful, with subtle patterns and muted colours that seemed to promote relaxation. I let out a deep breath, feeling my body begin to unwind. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, I felt like I could finally start to heal, to let my guard down and allow myself to rest. B







