Semua Bab Twisted Vengeance. (Bound To The Devil's Daughter): Bab 1 - Bab 10

It was 10 pm. All I could hear was screams and wailings coming from the tents closer to ours. Was this it? Was this how that monster of an Alpha desired to be adulated? I looked up to my father who was not even for a moment ready to leave my mother’s hands while covering over my mouth with every muscle in his arm, wrapped around my shoulders. His eyes were literally bleeding, dropping like tears. Truth be heard, for a moment, I thought it was all fantasy. Could a werewolf also shed blood at some extremely distressing situations? “I’m going to count to three, we slowly walk out. We do not for a moment attract any noise. Here, put these on.” My father said as soon as he had detached himself from mother and I. He handed me a very soft foam slipper which he often used to sneak up at his prey when hunting. The animals had good hearing sense and often gets scared away. I took the soft foam slipper, slid the right leg on, and slid the left leg on as well as quietly as I could.

“Step forward young man” The Alpha demanded as soon as his secretary left, leaving just me, the Beta and the Alpha alone. I was supposed to be scared, but somewhere inside of me remained calm, assuring me that I would be just fine. Could it be my inner wolf? I immediately looked away as the Beta Sullivan walked past me, covering my face so he doesn’t see me. I was pretty sure he wouldn’t even recognize me though. I cursed him under my every breath, remembering how he whipped my father and assaulted my mother. Made fun of them while I hid in the bushes. My father vowed not to ever allow me come face to face with this wicked man. But here he was, fooling everyone in this pack. Father’s words of vengeance finally began to make sense to me. “What would you do if you had a sword in your hand and your old Alpha Blake and Beta Sullivan were tied up to a chair? Tell me, what would you do Nathan?” Alpha asked suddenly interrupting my thinking as soon as the secretary left. I was take

I paused there for a bit and watched what he wanted to do. Should I run? I thought of fighting him, but my wolf just laughed at me. It literally laughed at me? What? I could now hear my wolf? My brain rebooted quickly and immediately, I picked up my bucket and began to run. My movement was very slow because I had a bucket of water in my hand. I ran and ran and ran, not looking back, until I came to back to the well. I looked back, but I didn’t see no one pursuing me. I was now scared. First, I saw Sullivan as Teacher Tech, then I had a nightmare of Blake. And now, I can literally see Alpha Blake’s wolf again. Did my old pack conspire to hunt me? I was very sure that he doesn’t know me. I thought of going to tell Tech, but again, he would see me as a crazy person. So, I twisted the question. “Is there another stream around here? That one is haunted” I lamented to the lame man watching as he fixed something. He didn’t look back. He just continued what he was doing. This ma

Was this? Was I? No, impossible. Just impossible. I wasn’t eighteen yet, I wasn’t even close to eighteen. I was still a lad. Noo! I screamed at every moment of breakage. My fingers began to grow insanely long. But the pain was excruciatingly painful. Father told me that these would happen. I’ve seen many teens shift. All of them were eighteen or more. Some were seventeen. But this, this was flabbergasting. The breakage went on for several minutes. I could swear that it was more than ten minutes now. Mine was taking more time to shift. Would my wolf be stubborn? Was that why? The pain went on and on and on. Hairs began to grow from my body as I expected. My teeth began to extend, even my tongue. My toe nails extended too. The whole process made my clothes tear into shreds. My vision suddenly changed and I saw everything as a threat. Yes, I became more aggressive. Maybe it was the pain, I couldn’t tell. Finally, after about like thirty-minutes or more of what seemed to be a

I completely closed the space between me and Tech as I ran swiftly towards him and uncle Simon. I touched my uncle's face trying wake him up, all just to comfort myself. But nothing worked. My uncle had died. Tears just rolled freely from my eyes. I didn't know Simon much, but what I do know is that seeing him remind me of papa. His bravery and all. Now, Simon was died. Was I cursed to suffer? I thought extremely when I saw teacher Tech's legs move a little. Tech's condition was no good. I knew I needed to do something quickly or else, it would mean loosing yet another person. I wouldn't let that happen. I took off my bag and began to search hastily if I could find anything that would be of help. Maybe the nectar that Tech taps from the tree. I scattered the whole bag, but nothing medicinal was in it. "Ugh…" Teacher Tech finally gained little consciousness. He was a strong werewolf. I knew he would survive. This I thought. "Sneak into… sneak into Blake's office. There's a