Semua Bab Blood and Ashes: Bab 111 - Bab 120

I will be home soon. Where I've been waiting for centuries to be. A place where I was once loved and most times dreaded. But this time, I'll return. Not as a captive, but a living god. I'm being accompanied by my strongest weakness, the only woman that would make me look back to when I had begun my domination.Being with her brought me peace.And being away from her broke me into pieces. I had done what I haven't done for any man or beast for her. It had nothing to do with my selfish interest to get her to help me in return. I felt propelled to give her the best mortal life, terminating anyone who dared to deny her of living well.There's no label of who was to me. Yes, maybe the woman fated to redeem me from my misery. I refused to put a name on what she was to me as I was scared of what the result could turn out to me. She is no significant other. She's just a mysterious woman, gifted to me by the moon goddess. Her purpose, to destroy, redeem, and remould by fucked up life int

Over the course of my existence, I've encountered no shortage of those who would presume to speak of good and evil. Such terms mean nothing. My people, the ones I call family, my park members called me evil. I and my two other allies succeeded in ending their lives. Because the moon goddess blessed us, the Originals, with powers they didn't possess due to the long line of generations of wolves before them. The powers were limited from the generation to the next and while we multiplied, they had limited source to the acquired powers from we the Originals. And as such we saw us as a threat, to conquer every wolf there was to stand as a ruler. They killed my allies and brought death to my door through an ex lover. My Park, my people have thoughts in their best interest and they do with it what they like, to feed into their fears even if doing so will cause another's suffering. What some would call killing the Originals, I believe to be an appropriate response to a hostile and unfair w

I felt a strong hold on my hands and feet, my eyes sprang open. My blurry vision settled after I struggled with squinting my eyes from the rays of sun that creeped through the window. Peering down at my feet, I was tied in a huge chain. Same with my hands. In a strange and empty old model bedroom. The last thing I remembered was feeling my organs shut down and the hazy words of Emmett calling me out of my unconsciousness. I remembered my body going completely numb. Where am I? “Emmett?” I managed to call out, feeling the raspiness of my throat. I tried to free myself from the strong chains, the clattering noise echoed in the room. Each time I pulled on the chains, it got tighter. On the contrary, I stopped struggling. Waiting for my captor or whoever is responsible for keeping me in this position to come kill me. I thought Emmett made a promise to protect me. Now, here I was, in a strange place with my hands on my feet tied up. I heard the sounds of heavy footstep

“Pick up the damn phone, Arthur.” I had broken the barstool at which my hand held onto to help ease my tension, my wolf itched for outlet. I never guessed a day I would be happy and scared to my bones for my niece.Happy because out of the women from our forefathers, she had been chosen. Chosen to bring change. Chosen to let us free.I was sad because she knows half or nothing about where she came from. She's unaware of the line of family she came from. A young naive woman born of a bloodline of the rogue family. And now, on the course of being chosen to free the ancient one she had gone missing with apparently, the ancient one himself. It's how he was able to move her out of the house I found surprising. With no idea where she would be in Claw City Park or What's doing in a place where she was different from the rest of the inhabitants there–a lesser kind of difference, the whole thing scared me to my bones. The only thought that crawled into my head when my son told me of the littl

Over a hundred acres of land was in flames, burning hot. This wasn't the adventure I envisioned. I was told to be in here, that he would sense when I was in danger and come to me, that mind link thing he spoke of. But the person who promised me safety was nowhere seen. I kicked in on survival instinct. I feared the fire might get caught up with the wood his home was made of, burning everything to the ground. Scouring through the burning forest, I followed the path where the fire was less. There were a lot of things I was understanding about my new form. One of which was that I could pick up the scents. Down to the scent of pollinated flowers, I could perceive all. So I used that to my advantage, I walked through the burning bushes on their free path, my head bent upwards as I tried sniffing in the scent of my roommate…I can't believe I still referred him to that, my brain wasn't willing to let go of his presence in my fucked up life. I filtered the choking smell of smoke, my eyes we