Chapter 4

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 want them to live at my mercy, they should know just a word from me is enough to bring them to the end of their lives. I want them scrambling for food like beggars, their privileges as royals taken and toast away to the beast of the dark forest, they should not hope for another day for the present should be a gift. Mckenny held me tight, I could feel his heartbeat. A mate bond is wonderful, I have always been weary about the people I come across but with him, everything felt different, I could feel his soul entangled with mine.

 ‘’I have waited and I know it will hurt you, first we need to get that name changed. I will be heading out with Mark and you can seize the time to walk around, Emery will be there all the way”. He storms away leaving me all to myself, I still could not explain what just happened a few minutes, did I just move from a suspect to a lover within minutes? The feeling of having him around me was just joyous. Emery walked in as soon as her brother stepped out, she walked in with some bags that I could barely see her body from all the boxes she was carrying. She is a powerful girl, I dont think I have stomach strength. “I come from a clan of warriors, you get used to it soon” I had no idea I was staring so hard, I must have made her uncomfortable. She handed me a variety of dresses to wear, they were quite revealing but in a decent way. I have never thought I could be dressed up as a doll and be so beautiful. She snaps me out of my thoughts. 

“‘Brother says, you can go around the castle, but you will have to stay close to me, I won't be the one he kills if anything should happen to you’’ I have never had the privilege of having a friend, Emery was more than a darling. I got dressed in a simple lace strap dress with a white fur coat over me as the weather in the Central Plains was very cold. I am used to the sunny and bright weather of the pack and stepping out on snow makes my body scrawl in happiness. We only get to see snow once in decades and since I was born the last snow was at my birth. Rain and heavy hail were very frequent, but the snow was as rare as the gem of Life. We walked through the forest surrounding the castle, a garden of roses spreading their vines all over the mighty walls of the castle. It was not the season of roses, white roses flourished above the great walls, white as snow, dreamy in nature, pure as the sunrise of a new dawn. 

‘’Seranda?’’

 “‘Yes” I turned to look at her, she had a worried face on, her eyes deep in hollow, I could feel her pain right from outside her body, she looked just fine a while ago how come she looked like she was dying. Her eyes stayed on me refusing to leave me even for a second, her body steadily yet slowly slumped to the ground, I tried reaching out to her, but I couldn't feel anything, her body cold with not even an ounce of life in it. Her eyes were blood red, her lips quivering, she had so much to say but nothing came out. 

I watched with horror as Emery lay on the white snow, her life drawn out of her and I couldn't help. I tried looking behind but she held on to me nutching me not to, her finger up to her lips telling me to keep quiet, I so much wanted to scream for help but my voice just wouldn't come out.

 ‘’Tell Mckenny, the demons of the death, are back and this time, they have life in them” Her voice came as a whisper, and her eyes went shot, was she dead, I had to stay still, my body just won't move. I could feel another presence yet I couldn't move. Whispers all around me. “‘Emery is dead’ was all I could tell him through my mind.

My feet rooted to the ground, I did not realize how much time had passed, it all happened so fast, Mckenny was there in no time with his beta and other wolves, he quickly placed a white cloth over my eyes preventing my version. They fought for what I suspected to be spirits for they couldn't be seen, and they had white clothes over their eyes. Mark carried the limbing body of Emery while Mckenny walked over to me.  I had to take it off, it was all quiet. I couldn't move. My legs just would not carry my body, he had to carry me back.

 The castle was already decorated in red, I know red indicates mourning for the clan, for I have had a chance to read about it in the past. I felt so bad there was nothing I could do to save her. If I hadn't come to their home she wouldn't have had to go out and hence she would have been killed. I could barely see past through my nose, my tears flooded and clouded my vision. The physician came and her body was laid to rest in what seems like an ancient tomb, she was not burned or buried. 

“‘If I should leave, then they won't come back’’ 

“Stop thinking nonsense”’ Mckenny flicked my forehead, I had no idea he could still hear my thoughts. 

‘’Kenny, we have one”’ Mark runs in shouting at the top of his voice. 

“‘Wait for me here and dont do anything silly”’ he runs with him, but I can't stay still. I follow them, as I enter the guards hand me a white cloth to put over my eyes same as Kenny had done earlier. It was a dungeon, a scramble-up space with angry creatures. The gowls of pain and torture were so thick in the air. The smell of blood was overflowing, it made me want to puke. I could hear them question the culprit from afar, I did not want him to know I had followed him so I stayed just close enough to hear their conversation. 

‘’Who sent you? You know me too well and killing will be without hesitation”’ 

“‘The price Ciranda, all he seeks is his twin. She was the aim, not your sister”’

“‘WHAT…..CIRANDA SENT THEM, MY BROTHER SENT THEM?”’