Did you guess it right?
You did. Of course, he didn’t tell me anything. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, the forest exploded in motion. Figures emerged from the shadows – wolves wearing strange masks that covered their faces. Had they been trailing us this entire time, waiting for the right moment? Craig pushed me behind him, and the members who look relaxed few minutes ago were all at alert. Even Ava who looked so sweet and innocent now wore a strange look that made her totally opposite of the way she was. The mask men were mostly in front, leaving the back open, but they were armed with weapons, each one held with deadly familiarity. They looked like they knew exactly what they were doing. I, on the other hand, had no idea how to fight, let alone use a weapon. My wolf wasn’t out yet. All my live I had been treated like a delicate princess, and even when I had begged my parents to let me learn few defense skills, they had claimed I wouldn’t need it as they would be there to protect – or my future mate would be. Here, in this forest filled with danger, that protection felt like a distant dream. I couldn’t even defend myself. The other women, though, seemed to know exactly what they were doing, and I clenched my fists, desperate not to feel useless. One of the mask men stepped forward, “You know - we don’t have to make this bloody if you just hand him over to us. We will leave you just alone. As you can see, you are outnumbered and can’t win over us.” Greg chuckled, a dark sound that sent a chill up my spine. There was nothing funny about the situation we were in, but his confidence was unnerving, but he stepped forward without a hint of hesitation. “How about you leave before we cut you down?” The leader exchanged looks with his men before they burst into mocking laughter. In an instant, their expressions hardened, and they wielded their weapon, ready to strike. I didn’t expect it but Craig made sure I was always behind him as he used his claw as his only weapon. I couldn’t see much of him as I was behind, but I saw the victims who fell down. I looked around to see Ava jumping as she held a small knife and attacked a man that looked twice her size. From the look of it, she didn’t seem bothered by the size as if she had fought numerous people of same size. She effortlessly moved around the guy slicing him bit by bit. The big guy was barely able to make a mark on her - she was so flexible. I wished I wasn’t at the point of death and could easily appreciate her skills, but I was also on the lookout for any intruder that wanted to pull me out of Craig’s back. I might not be a great fighter, but I won’t go down without a fight. Chaos erupted around us – screams, growls, bodies hitting the ground. The sound of struggle filled the air, and I couldn’t help but think these fallen men would likely become food for any predator that happened upon this scene. Though the fight stretched on, the leader of the masked men eventually called for retreat. Despite outnumbering us, their skills clearly fall short. “We’ll be back,” he spat, signaling his men to fall back. Greg charged after them, but Craig called him back. “Let them go.” Greg frowned, obviously displeased with that command, “But we can just finish them off at once now.” Craig glanced around at the injured members of his pack, “I know, but if we don’t tend to them, we could lose more.” Grey looked displeased at the thoughts of letting them go, but he had to obey his alpha. He turned back and stalked into the clearing. I watched him move away from others. My eyes slowly moved away from him towards other members of the pack, a few of them had sustained injury and those who hadn’t were trying to do whatever they could to help them. Now that the danger was gone, Craig was no longer protecting me. He crouched towards the level of one of his injured pack mate. After staring at the injury, he tore part of his cloth to dress it up. I stared at him in surprise. He hadn’t thought of it before rendering his help to his member. I swallowed. I also wanted to be of help. They had protected me when fighting. I also wanted to do something in return, but there was nothing I could do. Slowly, my eyes returned to Craig, especially his hand. Maybe. Just maybe, there was something I could do. Slowly, I moved beside him, crouching down next to the injured wolf who was biting his lip to hold back the pain. “I need to talk to you,” I said softly. For a moment, his hand paused on the injured wolf. “How about you see me later? I’m busy here trying to save a life.” I shook my head, “I know and that’s what I need to talk about.” He sighed, “And this thing can’t wait.” He sounded like a man used to dealing with petty issues like this. I looked around to see the others in pains, “It can’t.” “Fine.” He pulled himself to his full height while I mirrored his action. He patted the wolf shoulder in assurance and some we were standing in a distance away from them. “I want to help heal the injured.” I said, my voice steady. Even though, my heart beat wasn’t. He frowned, a flicker of confusion crossing his face, then realization dawn “Are you serious?” I nodded, “You protected m from those men. I want to do something I can in return and since I have the healing power… I think I can help.” He looked at me, as if trying to decide whether to argue, “You don’t have to do this.” “But I want to.”I insisted. He pinched the bridge of his nose, finally nodding. “Fine. If you’re sure start now – before someone bleeds out.” A thrill of determination surged through me as I crouched back down, extending my hands to the injured pack member Craig had been helping. I didn’t know exactly how my power worked, but I let my hand drift over his wound, hoping for something, anything. A warmth pulsed through my gingers, like energy seeping out of me and into him, and I watched I awe as his wounds slowly knitted back together until there was no sign of injury. I stared at his head, still finding it hard to believe I had such a rare power, but before I could bask in my victory, Craig had already pulled me over to the next injures member. Just like that, I handled every injured member while the rest stared at me in awe – everyone, that is, expect for the cold-eyed woman who shot me a frosty glare. I sent her a warm smile in return, only to be met with another icy stare. “That was amazing.” Ava nudged me on my shoulder with a smile on her face. Gone was the fierce look she had when fighting, and now she was back looking sweet and innocent. I shook my head, smiling back at her, “You were the amazing one. Who taught you to fight like that?” She stared at me like I had asked a strange question. “Craig. He said I needed it to protect myself and he’s right. The world is an unfair place to live in.” I knew that feeling, but my thoughts had moved towards something else, “It look like you guys were prepared for that attack. Do you have any idea who those people are?” She shrugged, “I have no idea, but they were probably sent to kill Craig by our uncle.”Freda’s P.O.VThe dungeon reeked of stale urine and feces - it was horrible that the thought of apologizing to that lunatic crossed my mind. But, I knew there was nothing worse than being mated to someone who doesn’t have feeling. I would rather endure this stench if it meant having enough time to think of an escape route. In one corner of the dungeon sat a small pail, its original color long washed off – I could hardly tell what its real color was. I dare not move closer to it for the fear of what it might smell like. The only space that brought a bit of sunlight into the dreadful dungeon was a small window, barely big enough for anything to fit through.I sighed and sat beside the door, where at least a trickle of fresh air drifted in. I had no idea where I was. Where I was going to or even what I was supposed to do. I wasn’t trained for this sort of situation at all. I had always had the princess lifestyle. It was still somehow baffling that my life had resulted to whatever this
Freda’s P.O.VIt was hard to see what was happening or who was winning. Everyone was caught up in the chaos, tying to fend off the enemies, who seemed to grow in number. It became clear that the earlier ambush hadn’t included all of them – more were joining the battle now. With the intensity of the fight, no one could spare the strength to protect me. I pulled out my own small blade, trying to remember the few things Ava had taught me. But before I could make a move, I felt something cold press against my back.I froze. There was no mistaking what it was. A weapon. But I didn’t know who was holding it. My eyes searched for Ava and Craig – Ava was busy fighting two enemies at once, and Craig was nearly lost in the crowd, surrounded. “Move,” a voice commanded behind me. I didn’t have to turn to know who it was. Sharon. I didn’t argue with her but moved like she said. No one was really paying attention to us, and the only ones who knew how much Sharon hated me were Craig and Ava
Freda’s P.O.V“I think something strange is happening,” I whispered to Ava as we moved deeper into the forest. Her eyes were fixed on Greg, who stood beside Craig, and she wore a look I couldn’t quite place.She didn’t spare me a glance. “Why do you say that?”I hesitated. Was it right to tell her everything? Still, I needed someone to talk to, and Ava felt like the only person I could trust for now. So I told her – everything. About Sharon. Her smirk. Her vanishing act. My suspicions. I didn’t made mention about the healing. It was still strange to me. Ava nodded slowly. “That’s just how Sharon is. This isn’t her first time disappearing on us – she always shows up again before day break. It’s nothing to worry about.”Her words were meant to ease my mind, but they only tightened the knot in my chest. “And none of you are concerned about where she had been running off to.”She shrugged, “Where could she possibly go in this cursed wood? Maybe she just needs space. That’s probably how
Freda’s P.O.VI woke when I felt a strange object on my neck. Craig had announced that everyone should take a break. We had been on the road for three days without an attack. It had been smooth, and I was starting to learn a lot about the strange Sliver Blood Pack. Yet, I found it hard to believe that a pack rumored to be so powerful could go extinct just like that. But according to Ava, there were no traces that any wolf survived. After hearing those stories, I lay on the floor for hours without sleeping. If the Sliver Blood pack had truly vanished, then how did my mark come to be? And how did I end up with my family? The more I unraveled things about myself, the more there was to uncover.I was certain most of the wolves had slept before I finally drifted off. So, it was very strange when I felt cold metal pressing against my neck.My eyes snapped open. My first thought was that the pack was pack was under attack. But, when my vision cleared, I saw Sharon. She was on one knee, a s
Orlis was a land filled with peace and joy, and to maintain this harmony between the three major and several minor packs in the land; the most powerful pack would assume leadership of the general pack. It was no secret that no other pack’s power could match that of the Sliver Blood Pack. They possessed the rarest gifts - healing, massive strength and other abilities that the weaker packs envied. It didn’t help that the Sliver Blood Pack also acted as judge whenever there was dispute between packs. They were simply the superior force in Orlis. And that was the beginning of their problem.The other two major packs no longer wished to live under the Sliver Blood Pack’s rule. They wanted recognition, power, and autonomy. So, they conspired to overthrow them.Aside from the wolves, witches were the most powerful supernatural beings in Orlis. The conspiring packs knew they couldn’t attack the Sliver Blood pack physically – their unmatched healing abilities would render any assault futile.
I blinked at him, expecting him to say it was a joke or something, so we could laugh it off and join the others. But he only stared at me, as if he was actually expecting a response from me. I frowned at him, “You were serious.”He frowned back, “I don’t joke with serious issues.” He picked up a stray twig that had tangled with his boot. “It seems you need to think about it. We don’t have all day. The others are waiting, and time waits for no one.”He didn’t wait for me to reply before he taking off. I immediately moved behind him. I wasn’t familiar with the woods yet, and the last thing I wanted was to get lost. As we walked back to the others, a question tugged at my mind, and I couldn’t help but ask. “Why do you need me?”He paused, his gaze flickering to where my mark was, making me conscious of the mark that had turned my world upside down. I tugged at my dress, now dirty and drenched in sweat. If I were at home, I’d want nothing more than to change out of this dress, but , I wi