"We should just kill her, Kathrina. I can sense she has a wolf counterpart," My father, Alpha Fredrick, quietly demanded so that the other wolves wouldn't hear. "What the fuck are you saying!? No! She is still our daughter, Fred. Your own flesh and blood!" Mother defended and shielded herself in front of me. Alpha Fredrick gripped her arm. His claws elongated as it dug into her skin while he sneered, "We are always going circles, Kathrina!" Alpha Fredrick yanked his mate towards him to furiously whisper those words. He then stared at me as he spoke, "Well, since it has come to this, we might as well kill her now and just deal with her mate later on." He growled ferociously and was about to slash me with his thick claws. I instantly braced for impact and defended myself with my arms out front, but then I felt warm hands wrapping me up in a tight embrace and jumped from the ground to the branch at once. "Why don't you just deal with me right now?" A low and deep voice loomed over the forest. I can feel his breath and his sweet, intoxicating scent. It made my heart pound so loudly, and I felt shivers and tingles all over my body. In that instant, I knew I was already his. "MATE!" Kath yipped, and I felt her happily rolling around in my head. "Mate," I whispered, and our eyes met. I gasped when I saw how beautiful his eyes were.
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"Look at me, Katie," Papa demanded with his dominant tone that he always used with the pack members, but not at me. As I peered up at him, my whole body trembled in fear at his sudden change of attitude. He doesn't look happy. The smile he always had on his face is now gone.
A little earlier, we were having fun baking lamb pie together. They even sang praises for how much they loved me so. But now..
"Papa.." My mouth tried to form a sentence but failed. The loving and gentle look that he used to grace me has now changed into a cold look on his face. Missing already his old attitude, tears are now welling up. I miss my old papa that much.
"Don't call me that. You know what happens when the children of an Alpha turn five."
Swallowing a lump of saliva in my mouth, I ball up my small fists as my brain forces me to throw a tantrum.
"Fa--" Papa stopped me before I could even bark.
"I did not give you permission to call me that, Katie." He spoke angrily.
"Please stop this already, Father! You are hurting Katie, our little princess!" Khalid reminded papa of what we used to be as a family. Of what they used to call me.
Their baby, their one and only princess.
"Khalid, all of that was just for her to feel loved since it was essential for the ceremony. Positive emotions are needed so that the shifting would be a success. But I guess even that did not help this failure of a daughter."
My eyes got all watery from what he just said, even if I couldn't fully understand all of it. Everything became a blur. My tummy feels all twisty, like when you spin around too much. And my heart feels like it's on a bumpy rollercoaster ride. It's hard to catch my breath—a smillar feeling after running really fast.
"Papa, what are you talking about? We were just laughing a while ago!" I burst out and finally threw a tantrum.
What can I do? I am only five!
"Y-you even tried to console me! When mama did not give me permission to go with you on hunting trips!" Bursting out all of my feelings while whining. I cried and cried while flapping my arms.. I don't care that I was now talking back to an Alpha, to my papa..
My tummy felt all squishy and mushy again. I was suddenly not feeling well.
"It's Alpha Fredrick to you, Katie Smith." He reprimanded me with a low voice that slowly made its way to my ears. That made me freeze. My head hurts a lot, and my eyes are all squinty. I think I need a nap to make it feel better, but I know I can't possibly do it now.
I am not sure what I will say to papa. I could only just weep again and again. I am not even allowed to call him Father. Just what did I do wrong? Ah. That's right, I haven't wolfed out, even though an Alpha-born for lots of years did it.
When I don't know what to tell papa, I see a hand in front of me. I lifted my head up and saw Mama's hand!
She's my light, my superhero! Even though she didn't talk, I know she's still on my team. Maybe I was wrong about her eyebrows being connected together.
"Mama?" I reached out for her hand but my mouth flew open as she swatted it away. It hurt and I sadly looked at her. Her eyes were unhappy but then turned cold quickly. She breathed out, mama usually did that when I wouldn't listen to her.
"What should I do with you?" she whispered, but my tiny ears could hear it loud and clear.
"It's Luna," she added, and looked straight into my eyes like she saw a dirty dress. And again, I felt my tummy hurt, but I'm not hungry. We already ate the lamb pie before going here to the sacred place, as what I heard papa name this big rock.
"The necklace," she madly spoke as she once again showed her hands in front of me. So it was not to offer me a hand but to take back the necklace. The Luna's necklace that she gave me just a little while ago in the morning, or was it yesterday? It was already past midnight, and my birthday had already passed by.
I held on to it tightly and never wanted to let go of it. Mama gave me this as a symbol of her love and adoration for me, so why?
"No!!" I stubbornly yelled.
"This is mine! You gave it to me, mama; why would you take it back?!" Showing my angry face to mama so that she knows that I am not happy.
I love this necklace! It is so pretty, and I won't let her take it back. I still cannot fully understand why on earth they are acting like this? Maybe I am just late in wolfing out! Is that so wrong? Can't they give me another chance!? Maybe next year will be the time that I can really shift and wolf out.
I try not to cry and scurry to mama while tugging at the hem of her dress. Peering at her while blinking my eyes lots of times to stop my tears. Mama likes it when I don't cry: "Katie, you need to be brave; the world is such a scary place." Those are the words mama used to comfort me when papa is in a bad mood with the pack members. I usually cry with all the shouting and yelling because I can hear them even if papa is far away from us. Mama would sometimes wonder how I could do this when she said she hadn't heard a thing.
Mama looks down to see me. She bit her lower lip and is trying not to cry too. But again, her eyes changed as she stared at my hand on her dress. As if trying to tell me to let go. When I didn't want to, she harshly pulled her dress, and I got a small owie.
If the other wolves are still here to watch, they will be really surprised too! But papa already made them go away when I didn't wolf out. I feel all messy inside, like when my ice cream melts too fast. I don't like this feeling.
I wonder if the pack members can hear all of our shouting from their houses. My soft, tiny hand hurt because of the boo boo. I felt something wet from my palm, and when I took a peek, there's a red liquid. N-no way. Is this.. Blood? I looked at mama's dress, and there were some small pointy beads at the bottom part of her dress.
"Again, it's Luna Kathrina. And it is the last time I am repeating myself, Katie. Now, my necklace, or else.."
With shaky hands, I pulled the necklace, as it had some magic on it. You can just pull it off, and it won't be broken. It can also be long or short, depending on who wears it. This was the reason why I loved it so much. But now, it was for sure the last time I could ever hold it in my hands.
I gave her the shiny jewelry, and mama grabbed it really fast. I almost tumbled and fell, but Khalid was there to help me before I could bump my bum on the ground. While mama grabbed the pretty necklace, I peeked at her face, and it held this sadness I didn't understand.
"This is too much! What did she ever do that was so wrong? She just didn't wolf out! Maybe she's a late bloomer!" Khalid was now angry too. Showing his long and sharp fangs towards our parents. Papa growled and showed his fangs too. "You dare show your fangs at me!? YOUR ALPHA. You may be my son, but I am still the leader of this pack, and you follow MY orders."
Khalid got scared 'cause papa looked really mean right now. Of course my brother is scared; he's only twelve. Papa let out a low growl as Khalid whimpered. My brother's knee was on the ground 'cause of the super scary feeling papa gave off.
"Oh no, Khalid!" I yelled as I turned around and sat, reaching out for his hand. What happened to him? One arm was on the ground, and the other was on his chest. As if something is attacking him. I try to console him, but it seems like Khalid is still in pain. Feeling so powerless, I stood up and faced the leaders of our pack, our parents..
"Stop it! Just stop all of this!" I begged for the sake of my brother, and now I really wailed.
"K-khan.." I heard Khalid whisper in a quiet voice. When I see his eyes, it changes from Khalid's eye to the color of the sun. I think it is called yellow. I want to ask him who is Khan but papa called my name.
He looked at me with his super serious face, and I felt like I was in big trouble.
"According to our rules, it's your family's duty to send you to the forest as punishment for not wolfing out on your fifth birthday.
But!"
He stopped talking for a little while.. And it was super quiet. I got kinda scared.
Really.. Really scared. Waiting for what he has to say in silence.
"I have no interest in wasting my time to personally drop you there. So, here's the deal.
Walk on your own; I'll forgive Khalid's offense."
I didn't fully understand what he said, but I think that I needed to be punished? Maybe not wolfing out is a big sin. Since he also says he will forgive Khalid if I go to the dark forest.
Khalid gasped and tried his best to shake his head to say no. Papa made it clear that an Alpha had no mercy on someone who hadn't wolfed out, even if it was his own daughter and to her supporter.
Even though my brother kept on shaking his head, he suddenly screamed and howled in pain. My eyes are shaking, and I look from my parents to Khalid. Not knowing what to do. My mind wasn't capable of thinking beyond my brother's safety. "Please don't hurt Khalid; I'll go."
I got up, hardly balancing my weight on my wobbly legs, and glanced at my family for one last time. I think I just need to walk inside the scary woods that papa points out.
"Take care, brother. I love you.." I gave Khalid another peek, and he was crying nonstop.
"Leave!"
Papa yelled really loudly, making me run away fast. Even though I was hurrying, I could still hear Khalid's whimpers, like he was trying to say, 'Wait!'
It was like the Moon Goddess was watching over us, and I'll always remember how my brother cared about me, even if things got really bad.
I walked really brave, thinking that I'm a superhero, but the scary feeling was tickling me all over when I went into the dark forest.
Even though I'm still five, I know this place is super scary. Everybody knows. Wolves just poofed away here, like magic! Mama always told me spooky stories to make sure I never came close. But guess what? I'm actually in here now, and it's giving me the shivers. But, weirdly, deep down, I feel like my big brother Khalid is now safe. As if I have instincts as a superpower.
Slowly breathing out, not knowing that I was holding my breath this entire time. Maybe it is okay for me to turn around and head back. After all, Papa didn't say anything about not going back.
With a resolve to return, my body slowly turned around, but that's when I heard some low, scary growls. Quivered in fear for my life, my feet didn't dare to move a step. My family had not taught me how to fight yet. They pampered me in those five years.. Now, I miss those happy times.
As much as I want to daydream, I was shocked when I saw a little creature with a yucky face and big eyes like a small ball. It was a little taller than me. It jumped out from the bushes and I stayed super still, holding my breath. I hoped it would just go away, but it didn't.
It smiled all creepy, and it had big, scary claws like a wolf, like Papa's, but not really the exact thing. The creepy thing came close to me and crawled all slow. Taking its time. I figured out why Papa didn't bother to worry if I came back. He thought I wouldn't..
I tried to run real fast and got scratches from pointy branches, and it hurts a lot. There's blood, and it's dropping to the ground. My whole body feels sticky and slimy, but I keep on running. The only problem is that I was very unlucky since the ugly creature jumped on me. I punched it and tried to get away, but it was too strong. It grabbed my neck and tried to hurt me. Coughing really hard, I keep on slapping its wrinkly arms. I closed my eyes, and it felt like I was gonna be gone forever..
Then I feel my fingers moving as my arms and legs shiver from the cold breeze.
When I opened my eyes, a tall person was there. He wore a fancy black cloak, like a prince from those cartoons that I adored. The ugly creature did not move in his hand anymore as he threw it away with force.
The tall man was staring at me with his beautiful red eyes. His hair was super black, the same color as when I closed my eyes. With a voice like a prince, he spoke, "Wait for me; I'll come and get you the day before your eighteenth birthday."
That was the last thing I heard, as it sounded more like a lullaby than a promise.
Katie's POV Our current surroundings stank of char, sweat, and blood. My head throbbed in rhythm with the chaos that had just ended, though the silence afterward was almost worse. The silence gave room for everything we’d seen to take root — Celeste’s face, Draven’s taunts, Victoria nearly going up in flames.But for now, the fire was gone. Tori sagged against her twin’s steady shoulder, chest heaving, and though her eyes were still bright with fury, her hands had stopped trembling.Vlad was the only one who hadn’t allowed himself to falter. His red shadows had receded, his glyphs dimmed, but his stance was still that of a king holding his line — head high, shoulders unbowed, even though I knew every muscle of his body was taut with restraint.I reached toward him without thinking. My hand brushed his, and only then did I realize how badly I wanted to anchor myself to him.He squeezed once — brief, almost hidden — before turning back to the others.“Regroup,” Vlad commanded. His voic
Katie's POV The battlefield was a wreck—blood-slick ground, splintered stone, smoke curling from half-burnt banners. My pulse still hadn’t slowed from Draven’s last taunt, but the air was finally—mercifully—free of his presence. Vladimyr’s shadowed aura was pulling back, the glyphs across his skin dimming, though his grip on my arm hadn’t loosened.We were still standing in that tense quiet when a shimmer tore the air in front of us—light bending, distorting, before snapping back into place.Two figures stepped out of it like they’d just walked through a doorway instead of a tear in reality.And of course it is Tori and Rori.They both froze when they took in the scene—Vlad’s jaw bloodied, my shirt slashed and stained, Fenrir clutching his side, Sebastian’s shoulder hanging at an awkward angle.Victoria’s eyes—sharp amber, brighter than the fire licking at the edges of her aura—landed on Fenrir first. But when her gaze swept to Sebastian, she stopped cold. The air between us seemed t
Katie's POV The “black” wasn’t unconsciousness.It was instinct.Reflex.Before Draven’s fingers could close around me, I rolled hard to the left, boots catching on the torn edge of the tent floor. My hand was already at my belt. The familiar weight of my titanium whips slid into my grip with a comforting hiss.A snap of my wrist and the first coil lashed toward him, catching the faint light as it split the air. He stepped back, faster than I wanted, but I still caught the edge of his coat. The metal tips sparked against whatever enchantment he’d lined it with.He laughed—low and rich, like we were sparring instead of dancing on the knife’s edge of murder.“Ah. The little wolf bites back.”“Bite this,” I spat, spinning into a low crouch. My dagger came free from my boot and I launched it at his throat.The blade should’ve buried itself in flesh. Instead, it stopped mid-air, quivering as if an invisible hand had plucked it from its path. His eyes darkened further, like I’d just given
Katie's POVThe world returned to me in fragments—heat at my side, the faint scent of iron, the ragged thump of a heartbeat that wasn’t my own.I expected the first thing I’d hear to be Vladimyr’s voice, low and scathing, ready to tear into me for waking at the wrong time or for stepping into his fight and not just staying behind to watch over our people.But instead…Fingers brushed my cheek. Not harshly. Not to check for wounds like a commander inspecting his soldier, but soft—almost reverent.“Easy, my heart,” he murmured, as though afraid the sound might splinter me. “You’re safe.”Safe..I blinked up at him, confused. His hair was a wild mess from the battle just seconds ago. There was blood drying along his jawline, and the faint red glow in his eyes told me Lucifer hadn’t gone entirely back to sleep. As if that devil of mine would.By all logic, this should be the moment he lectured me until sunrise.Instead, he held me like I might vanish if he let go.“You should be furious,”
Vladimyr's POV The distance between us felt like a taut wire—one wrong move, and it would snap into bloodshed.Draven’s grip on the trembling human duchess was almost casual, but the faint pulse of compulsion in the air told me it wasn’t kindness that kept her still. The human’s knuckles were white where she clutched her skirts, and though her head stayed bowed, I caught the flicker of her eyes. Pleading.“Let her go,” I said. My voice was low, measured—each word a promise sharpened to a blade.“Who?” The damned bloke of a duke asked as he tightened his grip on his supposed to be ‘heart.’I glared. “Both of them. Especially my mate.” “Oh, I will,” Draven said, tilting his head in mock consideration. “But you’ll give me something in return.”His gaze slid over me, assessing, calculating. “That ancient treasure in the North.”My nails dug into my palms. “You’re a fool if you think I’ll hand you that.”‘You don't even know what or where it is.’ Lucifer laughed inside my head. I inwardl
Vladimyr's POVThe air crackled with dark energy. Although, that isn't uncommon here in the vampire territory.The fortress loomed, a monument to Draven's twisted ambition. Lucifer was a coiled shadow, a tense power humming beneath my skin."He knows we're here," my devil murmured, his voice tight.I didn't need him to tell me. The very stones seemed to pulse with anticipation, a kind of predatory awareness that sent a shiver down my spine. But something was off. The air was heavy, stagnant. Almost… expectant."Too quiet," I muttered, my hand instinctively tightening around a stake. "The dumbass psycho is toying with us."Then, a flicker in the corner of my eye. A ripple in the air, like heat rising off asphalt.A portal. But not one of ours. This one pulsed with the same dark energy that permeated the fortress, laced with something else… something sickeningly sweet and familiar.Draven.He stepped through the portal, and I was ready to strike. But this time, it wasn't Draven who cam
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