บททั้งหมดของ His cursed little wolf : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

CELESTE’S POINT OF VIEW The summoning spell is one of the spells I developed and perfected myself and now it’s being used against me, magic concocted by me to use to get whatever I want now being used against me, that’s quite ironic when you think of it, the chaser becomes the chased. Funny… really funny.The only part of all this that I however do not find funny is the fact that Somebody is with my grimore, my handbook which contains all my powerful spells and incantations, that is so not funny because that book can bring havoc to anyone including me.I do not know how this person got it, how the broke the seal of the crypt that it was locked in, I do not know how they manage to get my grimore without dying but I know is that when I find this person… this fool, then he or she going to pay with his or her life. I can already think of fascinating way to make this person’s life a living way… very fascinating way to torture them before I eventually kill them.The sand on the ground slo

SHEILA’S POINT OF VIEW With Alexandro and his weird ass bitch Valencia dead in the cave, Donovan and I have just one more thing to do… return Silver lake to its rightful owners, the witches and the powerful witch Celeste Monroe is going to help us with that whether she likes it or not.Sometimes I wonder what Alexandro had thought would happen, he killed my freaking mother! I watched it happened, I watched her body burn and as if that is not enough he took me as his slave, I slept every single night in that freezing cold ugly basement, I got hit on several occasions, I was treated much worse than all the slave because I am the daughter of a witch, I saw myself as inferior to all of them… I felt inferior to all the werewolves, they alway reminded that I was nothing but a witch, I was made to feel worthless and somehow he felt like all the hatred and resentment from all that would just go away because he fell in love with me? He thought I’ll just let myself fall in love with him? That’

ALEXANDRO’S POINT OF VIEW My heart is thudding painfully in my chest, I can hardly focus on anything else except from the fact that she is literally about to be slaughtered right there in front of the moon goddess’ altar, the image of her head being separated from her neck stays in my head, it hunts me, it will haunt me for a long long time. Valencia looks at me, her eyes pleads with me to save her but I look away, I stare at something else instead, something totally irrelevant so that I don’t have to look at her, so I don’t have to see the pain and fear and most likely resentment in her eyes.My wolf is literally cussing at me instead, it’s constantly trying to get me to stop this from happening, it is trying everything to stop me from allowing Valencia to be killed. Her wolf is calling on to me, begging and pleading, she has the exact same voice as Valencia so it’s really hard for me to ignore but I do, I look away and try to ignore everything happening right now, it’s for the bes

VALENCIA’S POINT OF VIEW Everywhere is so dark, the place I am in… the dungeon is pitch black and quiet and scary, I am seated with my legs folded vertically and my arms hugging my legs, my head is on my knees and my eyes are closed, I am doing my best to escape the darkness in the room and how scary it is.I don’t like being in the dark, it scares me everytime, I guess that’s one of the things I did not leave in my childhood, I still hate the dark even though I am eighteen now.I use to hate my room in the basement of my aunt’s mansion because it is usually darker than every other part of the house every single time! A little dim and Huey in the morning with just a small streak of sunlight coming in from the hole on the roof, in the Afternoon it’s usually looks like the sun is setting, in the evening it’s like the night and at night it’s utter darkness. That room mirrored my feelings the whole time I was in Crescent moon pack, it was gloomy and sad like I always was, I would always

VALENCIA’S POINT OF VIEW Sheila threw my things down from the second floor of the palace.“Get out of here and never return you bitch!” She yelled her slaves stood beside her and all of them scowled at me, all of them looking at me like I am nothing but dirt under their feet.“I have to see Alpha Alexandro, please! H… he will change his mind once he sees me…please. Where am I to go from here? I have no family members that want me, no friends to help me, please do not throw me out like this.” I cried, my things are scattered on the ground, once again I am being thrown out without anywhere to go, with no one to trust.“Bitch! Get the fuck out of here! I don’t care where you go!” Sheila yelled again, this time she angrily threw a shoe in my direction, I moved away just in time before it hit me.I stood my ground.“Alexandro please don’t do this to me!” I yelled and cried and pleaded.“Alexandro please!” I yelled again.“Guards take her out of here!” Sheila yelled. They nodded. Sheila an