Masuk
“I can't believe it. So it was true. You were checking me out all this time and I thought my friends were bluffing” The soft feminine voice wafted through the air followed by another voice, one of a man, dripping with excitement.
“Trust me, I can't thank Goddess enough to make you for me. I'm blessed to have you as my mate” The words that sound so sweet, and wishful even plunge through my chest sharply. Those words were not for me. I wouldn't have believed it had I not seen and heard it myself. Anthony. My boyfriend. A friend. The guy who once claimed to be so in love with me is gushing to some other girl like he is head over heels for her already. “I thought you had someone” The brunette girl clad in a velvet gown, snakes her arm around Anthony. “Hey, I'm yours. Don't ruin such a beautiful night by mentioning such things” He says, wrapping his arms around her waist before spinning her around in the air. Lovingly. His words. Each laugh and giggle breaks my heart a little more. A part of me urges me to barge in the room and confront him yet my heart is far too broken to gather courage. When he leans to kiss her, my tears finally escape my eyes and roll down my cheeks. I turn away from the door and leave the Hall. Tonight was supposed to be the best night of my life. I was desperately waiting for it like a silly little girl hoping for a beautiful perfect life but reality hits you hard, doesn't it? He kissed her like he didn't make promises to me. Like he doesn't have a girlfriend waiting on him. Like he didn't use those lips to kiss me last night. How can he not care and forget it all? How can it not matter? ‘I am your mate, Sofia. I feel the pull. Don't you trust me?’ His words play in the forefront of my mind, leaving a bitter taste on my tongue. Lies. All his promises and words were a lie. I push past the crowd of people dancing and laughing with their partners. I was supposed to be one of them. Dancing and enjoying. Not running from a heartbreak. My shoulders collide with someone. “Watch out ugly bitch!” He snarls, but I don't pay him any heed as I walk to the door and slip out. The sound of music and laughter muffled behind the closed door but the pain in my chest remains strong, weighing me down. Outside on the lawn stood Maria, my sister with her group of friends. Laughing and drinking. Everyone happens to enjoy the night except me. I quickly wiped my tears. If they notice even a single tear then won't leave the opportunity to insult me, to make fun of me as always. I force my limbs to walk past them but their voice pierces through my ear. “Woah, look what we have here. A loner dressed like a Cinderella pre-magic” They erupt into laughter. Clenching my fists, I ignore them. “How is she even your sister? Looks nothing like you. Acts nothing like you and well, fashion choices? Far too terrible to be even considered a long-distance relative” My blood boils at that comment. I look over my shoulder to her friend, pinning her with a death glare. “Get moving weirdo” Maria snaps, looking at me with the familiar hatred in those eyes. Their words don't hurt as much as the behavior of my very own sister. They treat me like I'm filth. I walk away from the gleaming building to the empty street, dragging my feet aimlessly as the scenario of Anthony kissing that girl plays on a loop. Why does everything in my life have to be painful? First my wolf, then the drastic change in my parent's behavior, then the bullying and now, my only hope at love betrayed me too. “He was never worthy of your love” Inez, my wolf says but it doesn't help. Instead, heat flares in my chest. “Are you happy? Are you finally happy that Anthony hurt me too? You never liked him. Maybe you manifested all this time for him to dump me!” I don't hold back the bitterness I have for her. “You always misunderstand me,” She says sadly. “Oh shut up! I'm sure you are just an evil wolf, cursed to bring pain! No wonder my parents hate me ever since you became a part of me!" “I am you” She answers quietly. “You are not! You are not me! You are just something forced down on me! I hate you!” I shout out loud, my emotions breaking past the threshold. She doesn't answer and I scoff, crossing my arms against my chest before turning to the direction of the forest. I would rather cry in the dark lonely woods than be laughed at by others. As I walk further into the dark woods, my steps become haste. In the distance, the bridge leading to the other side of the dark forest invites me like it's the only way I need. “No. That's the Forbidden Bridge. We can't go there. It's not safe!” Inez urges me to stop but I don't. Maybe it's time, I put an end to it all. Let's see what horror is waiting on the other side of the bridge. Maybe Rogues? They'll tear me apart and end it for good. My heart pounds wildly in my chest, overpowered by the fury. “If you do this then it only means they are right about you. That Sofia Vez is a coward, a weakling and a disappointment” Inez says. I stop. Not because of her words but the silhouette on the other side of the bridge. What is that? It's massive. “Run please run. I don't want us to die” Inez says but my feet don't move. The air shifts and something snaps. The silhouette on the other side might have sensed it too because it jumps forward onto the bridge. My heart almost leaps out of my chest when it starts to get bigger. I turn and break into a swift powerful run. Hoping to be away from it. “I told you it's not safe!” Inez shouts in my head, terrified of getting caught. I run as fast as I can. My heart thrums wildly in my chest when I sense a presence behind me. Close. Too close. My ankle twists painfully causing me to lose balance and fall face-forward to the ground. My chin meets the firm surface, filling my tongue with metallic taste. I barely had time to react when an unpleasant shiver ran down my spine. I sense a presence behind me. The sound of heavy breathing. My hands tremble as I look over my shoulder, at the big wolf staring at me like I was a meal to be devoured. I quietly try to get up, mentally cursing at the broken heel. Knowing that I might not survive this strange wolf, I close my eyes and use my voice for one last time. “If you're going to kill me. Make it fast” As I brace myself to be torn apart, a deep masculine voice wafts through the thick air. “Where's the fun in that, little wolf”SOFIA:My lips part in surprise. The way his muscles still look as great as before sends my brain into a chaos of flashbacks.“It’s not that serious” Carlos says, stepping close and reaching for the box from my hand but I can't help the way tension clings to me from the sudden proximity. He isn't even that close yet the space between us feels so small.“Thanks” He murmurs tiredly as I let go of the box. Just as he is about to turn from me, I ask what I must.“That tattoo” I start, making him halt and take a quick glance at his chest.“It wasn't there before” I add.“Mhm, it wasn't” He says, flicking his gaze back at me. “I got it after… you know” he sighs, “I had to do something to feel like you're still with me”“Do you feel stupid?” I ask, not knowing why I even ask that.“Should I? Is it too tacky?” He asks.“Nothing can be tacky on you” I comment, receiving a smile from him. He nods, putting the box on the corner of the bathtub and begins to unbuckle his belt. I can't help but st
SOFIA:A soft sound pulls me out of sleep.It’s faint, almost nothing like a door closing too carefully. For a moment I lie still, listening, my body already alert. The room is dark, lit only by the thin wash of moonlight through the curtains.I turn toward the kids.Killian is sprawled on his stomach, one arm flung over his pillow. Cherry is curled on her side, her small breaths even. I brush a hand over their hair, making sure they’re warm and deep asleep. They don’t stir.I slip out of bed quietly and step into the hallway, my bare feet silent against the floor. The noise comes again. It’s coming from the room across the hall.I pause outside the door, heart thudding once, then I push it open.The light is on.Carlos stands inside, jacket draped over the chair, clothes lying around on the corner of the bed while he is completely changed into a simple white t-shirt and sweats. He looks up instantly when he sees me.“Oh—” he says softly. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”Relief loosens s
SOFIA:The road stretches endlessly ahead of us, dark and quiet except for the steady hum of the engine. I sit in the passenger seat, hands folded tightly in my lap, trying to keep my breathing even. The kids are in the back, finally asleep after hours of fear and questions, their small chests rising and falling in sync.Carlos drives without speaking, his focus fixed on the road. The tension in him is constant like a wire pulled too tight. Every few minutes, I glance at the rearview mirror where Ethan’s car's headlights trail us, a silent promise that we aren’t alone.Still, my stomach won’t settle.Leaving the city feels like stepping into something irreversible. Each mile puts more distance between us and the life I've been living, the house, the routines, even Liam. I don’t know when I’ll see him again, or what condition he is truly in. Morticia’s text echo in my head, unsettling and vague.‘The kids must be protected at any cost’“Did you inform your parents?” I ask quietly.Carl
SOFIA:I sit on Carlos’s couch with my arms locked around the kids, holding them so close it feels like I’m trying to melt them into my skin. Killian’s cheek is smashed against my chest, his little body trembling. Cherry curls into my other side, silent but wide-eyed. My heartbeat hasn’t slowed since the gunshot outside Liam’s house. Every sound in this apartment, every creak, every footstep hits my nerves like lightning.The front door clicks softly. The softness of it keeps me from freaking out because if it were those hunters then the urgency would have given it away.Carlos steps inside, chest rising and falling sharply. His hands… God. His hands are covered in blood.My breath catches. “Carlos…”He lifts them immediately like he is surrendering. “Not mine,” he says quickly. “It’s not mine, Sofia. Relax. They ran off.”I glance down at the kids, ensuring their faces are tucked in my arms so they don't see the stains on him. My stomach twists at the sight, dark red smeared across h
SOFIA VEZSleep didn't come easily anymore. Not with Liam’s ultimatum echoing inside my skull. Not with Carlos’ scent still clinging to my clothes from this evening.Not with the feeling that the threads of my life are all fraying at the same time.I must’ve drifted off for minutes, maybe seconds because the next thing I feel is a vibration through the floorboards. A heavy thud then another.My eyes snap open at that.I slide out of the bed carefully so I don’t wake Cherry. My feet hit the cold floor and the moment I step into the hallway, I hear it again, a scrape, low and close, coming from the living room.My pulse jumps. I inch forward, sticking to the wall. When I reach the corner, I stop and freeze. The lamp in the living room is always on but it's the shadow that gets me alert.Two men stand inside the house.They move with purpose, rifles slung at their backs, their faces shadowed. Both have the same tattoo curling around their necks, the same I saw on the kidnapper earlier. T
MELANIE: The tires screech as Carlos slams the accelerator, the car launching forward so fast my shoulder hits the seat. My children’s screams still echo in my skull.“Faster, Carlos—please—please!” My voice cracks.“I’m trying!” His grip on the wheel is white-knuckled. “Hold on.”My heart is slamming against my ribs so violently I can barely breathe. The other car darts through a narrow street, swerving recklessly. I spot Killian’s small face pressed against the back window, crying, banging his fists against the glass.“Cherry! Killian!” I scream uselessly, my chest tearing apart.Carlos swerves, nearly missing a lamppost. “They’re slowing down!”Ahead, the kidnappers try turning sharply into an alley but Carlos cuts them off, ramming our car into theirs from the side. Metal screeches. Their car spins, the tires dragging across the road before slamming into a stacked pile of crates.I jump out before the engine even dies.“Mommy!” Cherry cries, face red, eyes wet. The driver from th







