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I was still panting and relishing in my victory when the guards returned, but their hands weren’t bare as before.
This time, they held whips. I blinked as four of them advanced. Two grabbed me, adjusting the chains and forcing me to kneel, facing the wall.
Before I could say another word, a searing slash across my back accompanied a sharp slap of rubber against skin.
My heart sank as t
Lynch A few days had passed since Milinda’s funeral. The pack was still quiet, that aura of heaviness that funerals leave behind still in the air. Movements were slower, plans stalled, and conversations stayed soft. Even the air in the courtyard pretended to be careful. For the Alpha house, however, it was a different story. It was as if we were back at the battlefield with the Nulan pack. Only that this time, we were not fighting against a rival pack. We were fighting amongst ourselves. Not with words, swords and knives, but with actions. I’d lie if I claimed I wasn’t watching them. I was. I saw the whole scenario. Not like a stalker in the showshadows, even though some days felt close to that. Keller lied. And Bennett was growing clingy. For some reason, it appeared that I was the only one who noticed. I was leaning against the wall in the hall, a few feet away from Teresa’s bedroom. My arms were crossed, and I stared at that door like it owed me answers. That door.
Bennett I fumed. No. Fumed was too small. It wasn’t enough to qualify the weight of the anger raging within me. I felt like breaking things. I felt like screaming. The feeling chewed at me since Keller acted like all he did was normal grocery shopping on a saturday evening. He made a fool out of me, and he did it in front of Teresa. Mere remembrance of the memory made my jaw tighten. I leaned against one of the wooden pillars in the open hallway that faced the courtyard, watching pack members scrambling back and forth. Everyone spoke in low tones, and black clothes rippled from balcony rails in the soft breeze of the morning. Milinda’s body was being prepared for the funeral, and the event would begin in a few hours. “Perfect timing for family drama,” I dragged a hand through my hair in a mutter. That was when I heard footsteps. Boots echoing on the cobblestone floor, growing closer before going silent, the scent that followed strikingly familiar. “You look like you co
Teresa The cold water I bathed myself with this morning didn’t do much to reassure me, but I knew I had to move on. My mother’s time was up, and it was about time I accepted it. I pulled the closet open, my eyes trailing over the clothes there. For a moment, my mind went blank. If my mother didn’t pass the way she did, would anything have gone wrong? I convinced myself that she did her best. Most people’s souls wouldn’t be able to hold on for that much longer. Settling for a flowery dress, I pulled it out of the wardrobe and laid it on the bed. Then a scent filled the room. For some reason, I couldn’t recognize it. Was that a maid or a guard? Who could it be? The door opened with a silent swish. I didn’t turn. Whoever it was can announce themselves and why they came. “Teresa,” a male voice echoed. Strikingly familiar. Bennett. I turned around, failing to keep the smile off my face. “You’re back,” I beamed, walking towards him and wrapping him in a hug. He didn’t re
Keller The air from outside rippled the curtains, and they swayed slightly, occasionally giving me a peek of the moon outside. I was sure my brothers were still waiting for Teresa outside her mother’s room. Either way, I was sure they would move on when they didn't see anyone come through the door. They might busy themselves with whatever kept them occupied while I was taking care of pack matters. A small nagging feeling came to my chest, but I ignored it. One night looking after Teresa is something they can survive. And it’s not like there’s anything going… “Keller?” Teresa’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I met her eyes looking at me in the dark, illuminated by the small ray of the moon outside. I reached for the lamp on the bedside table and flipped the switch. Warm, yellow light illuminated the room, bouncing off on side of Teresa’s face. “Teresa,” I muttered. “You’re awake. How are you feeling?” For a moment, she hesitated. I wondered what she must be go
Keller “I’m sure there are better ways to make this work, Elder Malone,” I said to the elder. When a maid came to whisk Teresa off, I thought I’d be able to join her, but Elder Malone, one of Brock’s council advisors stopped me. Because I knew how important his position was and how invaluable he’d become once I take over as Alpha, I knew I had to pay attention to him. “It’s the way it has always been done since the foundation of the seven packs, Keller,” the elder continued. “We’ll need to shift your coronation to the time of the constellation, and until the constellation council releases a date, we’ll have to exercise some patience.” “Does that mean we don’t get to plan?” “Of course not,” he croaked. “I’m just saying that it will do us a lot more good if we don’t make any plans set in stone just yet. Because the constellations might determine your coronation to happen in the next nine months.” “Or might say it’s tomorrow,” I quickly added. “That would make us sitting duck
Teresa My feet moved as fast as they could as I dashed through hallways and stairs, heading for my mother’s room. My heart thudded within my chest, and a lot of things ran through my mind. I wondered if the energy Gretta lifted a moment ago was the reason my mother couldn’t wake up all this time. I thought about what could be going on through her head, how she’d look at me. Would she look at me with those eyes of hatred, or would she be eager to see me? There was only one way to find out. I approached the door to her room and tumbled through, panting, my lungs burning. Milinda’s eyes were open, looking at nothing in particular at the ceiling. My heart welled with joy. “Mother?” It took a moment, but she turned toward me. I scampered towards her, slumping into a chair and taking her hand. “Mother, I’m glad you made it.” “Te… Teresa,” she called. I squeezed her hand lightly, tears welling up in my eyes. “It’s good to have you back, mother.” Her breathing was fragile, and
TeresaSince the Luna's last visit, I couldn't take my mind off her gestures to me.It dawned on me that she wasn't who Tanya said she was. She was kind at heart, and everything she was doing for me was out of the goodness of her heart and nothing m
TeresaI smirked at him. Things were going according to my plan. If I succeeded in riling him up, he’d storm out of here angrily, and he won’t be able to molest me.I had him where I finally wanted him to be.“You hear
Teresa Aside from the constant reminder of my lost wolf, I’d have assumed I was living fine. My eyes were fully healed, and I knew it was four days, because I was counting the rotation of the dumb guards. Once they made a switch, the new ones would unlock the iron door and glance at me like I was
TeresaThe pain from the silver cuffs made me feel like I was slowly being erased from the earth. I was peeled, burned, and shaped into something weaker.I was in my worst possible state, and the pain didn’t fade. It wasn't dull. It was







