“It's no news Ciranda's, death is something I wish and pray for all the time, soon the moon goddess will bless me and my request will be granted. I am nothing but I will be something in the afterlife.” he looked at me with anger in his eyes. His friends were not shocked at my altering. I am a princess treated worse than a pauper, what was there to hope for?
I can't leave without them killing me, so praying for death is my next best alternative. I watched from outside as my brother failed every question asked by his teacher, he has always been the dumb sibling, always partying, smoking around with friends, and going shopping for luxurious cars or car racing. Studying has never been part of his schedule which has earned him the name “‘big baby” for he is still in lower grade and all his friends and mates are over in college. It was amusing seeing him prove to be nothing but their lapdog. I am more intelligent than him, I have taken lessons all my life from the windows and creeps of the classroom.
I woke up late into the night, the faint smell of smoke surrounded the castle. It was an odd hour for the maids to cook, and clashing sword sounds came from all around me. I climbed out of my bed, there was no time for me to figure out what to wear. Climbing out of the attic, everything thing was in chaos, soldiers fighting, secret wolves of the shadow clan surrounded my family, they were leading them away towards the secret passage.
I tried reaching out to them but they just stared at him and shut the door to my face. I was left behind to fend for myself, to die, a misery death. I could feel my cheeks wet, how wicket was my parents. The fire gained more ground, and my lungs locked out of oxygen. My head heavy, I fall to the ground and with me feel thousands of soldiers. Blood filled the grounds. “Burn everything, it is time to eradicate the disgusting reign of the Coppers within the supernatural realm” the soldiers of the enemy clan chanted in victory.
The room was too dark to see, I wish I could be freed, how can they leave me behind like I am nothing to them? Everything gradually became blurry, I could barely see beyond my nose. A figure swats down close to me, I am not sure if it is a vampire or a wolf, however, the end result will be the same death.
I woke up from the chirping sounds of birds, the sunray sneaking through the curtains that hit my eyes making me shut them quickly as I opened them again everything about my surroundings felt off. I haven't slept in a bed as cachous as the one I am present in all my life. Everything was white and grey, it looked luxurious and wealthy, also I could tell by just a first glance the room belonged not to me.
Everything gradually came back to me, the fire, the invasion of my land, my parents looking at me dead in the eye and closing the only way of safety and survival in my face. I was supposed to be dead, I woke up in a strange land, was I taken as a prisoner? Even if I was, why would I be treated as a queen? I felt the duvet over me, it felt so soothing and soft over my skin. The sheets were as white as snow.
“Youre awake, my little wolf”’ I jump to my feet realizing I am not alone. A man lay on the couch at the extreme end of the room shirtless with a coffee mug in his hand. his shirt off, his ocean-blue eyes staring back at me, with so much curiosity and wonder, his golden hair shining from the reflection of the sun, his muscles… oh my god, I will give anything to feel those sixpacks.
“‘If you should continue staring at me in that manner, I may as well take you hear and now”’ I just realized all I had on me was a T-shirt which I assume to be his, with no bra and undergarments.
“‘What have you done? What did you do to me? That's all I have, it was all I had, I have protected it for 18 long years and all it took for you is just a day, how dare”’ he stood there staring at me with a wide smirk. “‘Come on, youre mine, your body, and everything belong to me’”’ A knock from the door interrupted us. Before he could usher the nuisance in, the door flung open as they invited themselves in.
A little girl walked in, she was of the same age as me or maybe a year older. She had long lashes and dark brown hair, styled in two accompanied by a set of indigo eyes. She looked like a goddess in the making. Her attributes were childish, she walked up to the man from before and hugged him tight.
‘’You promised you were going to invite me as soon as sister inlaw woke up, how unfair can you be Mckenny?”’
“‘Sister inlaw? Who was she referring to as sister-in-law? I dont even have a mate let alone a husband”’ I casually took a second look around the room to make sure there was another female beside me, but there was no one. She pouted her lips like a baby making her even more cute. So his name is Mckenny.
That name sounded awfully familiar, I have not met somany people in this short-lived life of mine. I have always had a good memory. Oh no, he is Mckenny Goldon alpha of the mysterious Central Crown Park, how can life be this cruel, I thought I was saved only to end up in the castle of my family’s ash enemy, from the jaws of a lion straight down to its bowel.
I stared at the man standing before me with fear written all over me, I could feel sweat breaking through my skin, my body scrolling at our closeness to each other, he paid no attention to his sister, his eyes digging deep into my soul as if searching for the truth. I knew nothing of my family’s business, yes I was aware of their schedule and guests it has something to do with the missing female wolves but I had nothing tangible to back that theory of mine. He walks closer to me taking his hands away from the little girl, she stares at me with a look more like “‘he is your problem now”’ and runs away Before I could utter another word, I heard the thundering sound of the door closing and engulfing just me and this man. What was I to say to him, that I was innocent? Who will believe me? How can I believe when I am a copper, no one outside my clan knew of me, yes they knew of Ciranda, my father had him tack along to every meeting he attended, every deal shared, and every friendship pack
The look in his eyes said a thousand words, yet his lips hadn't moved even once. I grew up knowing our eyes were our greatest asset. I have known I was hated for the eyes never betrayed me, the look on the face of my parents, my own twin was enough to let me know I did not belong with them. I could not help but play around on the furniture before returning to my human form. It felt good to be in control for the first time in my life. I have never felt so loved and cared for. He gave me yet another shirt of his to wear. It was bigger than the other, his smell was all over me and surprisingly I loved it. “Seranda, come have a sit” he pats the empty space next to him. The fear, the pain, and the thought of him killing all went away like they had never been there. I stare at him deep in the eyes willfully getting lost in them. ‘’I am not very good with kinds of stuff, but I can be of help. I want them down on their knees begging for their life like I have done for the past 18 years. I wa
I could not bear to listen more, I had to leave, I had to take matters into my own hands. If Ciranda wants me, then he shall have me, I have got to experience joy, love, and acceptance now if it means the end then I humbly take it. I rush to the bedroom and go through the items bought by Emery earlier during the day, a demi skirt maid from the skin, strap sandals a demi shirt, and a fur coat. I chose him because he is the last person I want to have his smell all over me when I take my last breath. I walk out to the stable and a white horse catches my eyes, his eyes tempting and his temperament daring. “‘May I have this one” the guard stares at me for a moment before gently bowing. ‘’Greetings my lady, Temperest is for the lord” I walked over, I was happy he respected me, this would be the last memories I would have. The horse bowed to me, in respect, it hailed me, respected me, and recognized its master's scent on me. It bent down allowing me easy access. ‘’Tell Kenny, I have gone t
I could feel I hadn't slept for a long time as my body shivered under the hard surface my skin was subjected to. I turned to look around and all I could see was a black roofing covered in shades of red and scratches from wild beast. The room carried a strong stench of wolves, pain lingered in the air. How heartless have they been? My brain pounded, I couldn't feel my legs it felt as if it was no longer there, and my body was too limb to move. ‘’What have you done Cirenda?”’ I cried out hard my brother did not look or behave anything like himself. Yes, he has not been the best of brothers but I knew he was far from this, he was far from all these evil and inhuman deeds, this was supposed to be a part of me, a flesh of mine, how hard has he fallen? I tried reaching out but my mind couldn't make a connection. I could barely move my lips as dry as they appeared eager and desperate for the touch of water. The quiet room which carried so many screams of pain and agony soon became rather no
Mckenny Pov ‘’Any leads?’’ Mark walks in holding a basket of fruits. I haven't had time to eat or sleep, knowing she is out there with Cirenda makes everything even more worse. We've been on the road for a very long time and the northern shifters pack is down to ruins. Everything from the pack's previous glory is burned down to ashes. 80% of its previous inhabitants have all turned to rogues and lone wolves while the few remaining are either too traumatized to move on or disabled in one way or the other. War leaves casualties, how I wish there was a better way out, the people did not have to suffer for the wrongdoings of their alpha. I walk on the land that gave me my Luna, the castle she was raised in now beneath my feet. “How did we get here?’’ a voice whispered close to me, I needed not to turn around to know who it was. Grace came from the Golden Coven to help after the strategy that had left my sister on the line between death and the living. She is not dead, nor is she alive,
Seranda’s pov. Everything was happening so slowly. I could see everything displayed before my eyes. I knew it was either I was dreaming or I was dead, I could no longer feel my body, and everything started all over again. The fog from the forest cleared and I saw where I was standing and it was the same as always. The beautiful mansion I grew up in, my mother and father smiling happily. I could see the love they had for each other in their eyes, if only they looked at me in the same way then just maybe I would never have ended up on the cold table ready to be devoured by my brother, my mother turned and I could see she was heavily pregnant. I walked up ahead and they did not notice my presence, it was like I never existed, like I was a ghost or something like that. ‘’What would you want to name her?”’ my mother asked my father as he caressed her stomach tenderly. He looked at her with a cute smile. ‘’Seranda, she is the keeper of Zeranda and it is only right we name her after him”
The new witch soon left after her threat. Everything did not seem right. How could he hate me when I was his mate? I know that looks so well, I have lived with people all my life and the thought of them loving me and protecting me made my stomach turn. How could they love me when all they did was show me just how much they hated me? Same look on Kenny’s face, he was fighting himself to be close to me, I could feel him, but my wolf was asleep. “Oh goddess!”’ I abruptly stood up. My wolf was asleep, what did Cirenda give me? I couldn't think straight, all I had ever wanted was to get my mate and move away. I wanted to leave my family, the family I am now aware of only loved me and wanted to keep me safe from the devil I was born with. My stomach turned even more, how could I keep up with this? Was I to tell him my real identity? Why would she even care, why would he be interested to know my parents loved me and only wanted to protect me when they had his parents killed? The war was an
I did not see the reason why I had to wait for him to finish his meal. I hated the sparks and how MY body reacted to him. I knew it was the mate bond and I could not hide how desperate myself and my wolf wanted him. But this was not the time, he hated me, he would rather have me confined to the walls of my room than see my face, I knew it was my fault and I had to stay away, I would rather he reject me quickly so I can go away. I had nothing left in my realm, becoming a rogue and staying in the human world was the best of all the plans I had. Rejection was around the corner, I reminded myself. a few servants had brought dessert, and about leaving I said the worst. ‘’Can you help me to my room?’’ I asked the servants. Who turns to Mckenny Goldon as if asking for permission. It was my room and my body, why were they seeking permission from him? A little growl left his throat making them scramble away, in fear. ‘’Why would you do that? All I want is help in my room. They are not male