Semua Bab Death Wolf: Bab 131 - Bab 140

Zander walks down the stairs towards the dungeon. The guards bow at him. Surprised to see him here at this hour. Looking at each other in confusion. " Your Highness. Is there a problem?" One of them asks, bowing. To only have Zander groan in irritation. " Give me the keys to the special cell." " But-" " Now!" The guard trembled. Nodding to fumble with the keys in his pockets. His hands trembled, trying to find the special key. Relief floods his eyes when he finds it. Placing it in Zander's palms he steps back. " Everyone. Out!" They all were surprised would be an understatement. But no one dared to question him. Everyone scurried out as Zander makes way towards the special cell. Unlocking it to push open the heavy door. A wall full of torture devices welcomes him and he proceeds to pick up a whip studded with metal. Gripping it tightly in his hands he stands in the centre of the dark, lowly-lit room to look up at the moonlight peeking at him through the w

A figure walks through the dense forest. Humming a tune to herself. Her hands are placed in her pants pockets and her eyes are distant. Looking emotionless. She would be considered inhuman for leaving her unconscious brother in the forest behind. But then. She didn't give a fuc* anymore. She wasn't that stupid selfless girl from 7 years back who could do anything for her family and the ones she loved. She was a bad bitch, as some people call her now. And she didn't care about others. Her footsteps slow down as she approaches a hut located in the wilderness. Miles away from any human or wolf settlement. Climbing up the stairs, she sighs to remove her shawl and combat shoes. Taking out a spare key from her pocket. It was almost dawn. She got late. She never thought she would go there to see him. She moved on a long time ago, her past doesn't affect her. But still this one last time. She wanted to see him. To see him finally move on. She won't lie. He h

6 months later " Momma please!" " Don't you dare stop Logan! One more! Come on!" Sera was crouching down on her knees, seeing the little guy doing push-ups. A stopwatch in her hands. His knuckles were scrapped, and blisters lined his hands. Sweat drenched him completely, pooling under him but he didn't stop. " 221" "222" " Ahh, no mom! Please! Can't!" " I said continue!" "223" "224 " Ahhhhhh" The boy's arms shake, not able to keep his weight any longer. And he drops to the ground. Breathing heavily. Before his face could touch the ground, a palm extends to soften his fall and a smile tugs on his lips. " A br...eak please..." " No. Get up. This is the last one for the day Logan. " " The point where one thinks they can't do it any longer. Is the breaking point after which your immunity starts to form. " " Ahhh " Groaning he turns around to lay on his back. Looking up to see a serious look on his mother's face. Her hands were resting on her

This hurts like shit dammit! But what had me worried was that black substance coating the tip of the arrow. The arrows were poisoned dammit! I don't have much time! And that's when it happened. I see the creatures I have been trying to locate for years now. Dropping down from the tree branches to surround me. And my heart thuds in my chest. They were huge. 4 times of a normal wolf. Claws long like pointed knives. Managing to stand on their hind legs, they roared at me. Their canines are long, seeming modified and advanced. Tree branches cannot hold their weight. Unless...they were shifters. No... It can't be normal. I am sure someone is experimenting to develop them. They are a result of medical advancement. Yet, what surprised me the most was that their eyes were covered by a black cloth. Making them immune to my powers. I need to look into a person's eyes to use my abilities. Which only means one thing. They knew I was going to come here. This was all th

Sera's pov There are 3 different kinds of people in this world. One type of person doesn't keep anything in their heart. They let it all out and trust me when I say. They may seem evil, arrogant and rude to others. But on the inside, they are at most peaceful here. The second type is those who don't give a shit to what others say. They don't argue. They don't fight. They let everything go, considering themselves above all this bullshit. They are the most supreme beings and being like them is itself a superpower not everyone is gifted with. And then comes the third type. They are the most vulnerable ones because they keep everything inside. Every harsh word, every reprimand,every torture and every insult roots into their mind and resides there for eternity. They don't scream, they don't argue, they give up proving they are right. Slowly taking it all, building up a mountain of pain in their hearts....unless. One day that mountain erupts. One day their patience falls sh