Lahat ng Kabanata ng Amara: The Cursed Blood: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 6

AS expected, Amara wasn’t treated by the pack doctor. Dr. Vaugh was busy attending to a pregnant Luna, and so, her father, Argus, aided her wounds using some herbal leaves instead at their home.She was able to take a rest in her tiny room after that. She fell into a deep sleep and only woke up when she heard her father’s loud cries. She got up immediately on the bed. Despite the injuries she got, she still managed to run towards the door. As soon as she opened it, her eyes turned to the people in their living room.There she saw her father on his bended knees, asking for mercy from the two high-ranked warrior werewolves in front of him.“Father!” she called Argus, her father.Terror started to creep into her body when she noticed the warriors' eyes. Those ruthless eyes seemed merciless, cold, and screaming of death and hatred.Her father turned and met her gaze. She was so scared that she could not make a single move.

BEADS of sweat had formed on Amara’s forehead when she opened her eyes, forcedly waking herself up from an unwanted nightmare. She gasped as she stared at the old brown-colored thatched coconut roof. As she got up on the bed, her eyes looked around the tiny room where she was. It was dark, and the only thing that was somehow lighting up the room was the moonlight through the window. Tears started to burn her eyes. Her lower lip trembled, remembering the tragic fact that her father and Killian died unjustly. Amara cried and hugged herself. The night cold breeze embraced her skin. It was supposed to be her comfort, like how it used to be; however, at that moment, she knew that her pain wouldn’t fade away as the death of her loved ones was already pierced in her heart. It was excruciating… It was fatal. “I

WHEN they got into the market, Amara's eyes started to observe the mortals and those occupied stores they passed by. The combined smells of fresh fruits, meat, vegetables, and other products made her nose crinkle. The loud talking of people engulfed her ears. With this enhanced hearing she gained after the night of the full moon, she can't help but feel disturbed. The quietest conversations, even miles away, can get louder whenever she tries to eavesdrop. She didn't even need to try. Right now, she is craving silence. For her, it was like an intrusion of solitude, and she felt uncomfortable and anxious about it. Letting out a huge sigh, Amara continued walking on a muddy road. It was, indeed, a busy day for the mortals. She followed Grace as the older woman walked her way to a store that sells fresh fruits, then grabbed a piece of apple. The older woman turned and glanced at her."Do you eat apples?" Grace asked curiously.Amara's brow furrowed and her forehead