All Chapters of Twisted Fates In A Tiger's Eyes : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Goosebumps littered my skin as I paused to take a look at the scene in front of me. It was a sea of bodies and a pool of blood. An image I had seen so many times but could not get used to. My heart pounded with adrenaline, fear and thrill at the same time. It was so much to feel at a time that I felt like I was a tad bit insane. “No!” I screamed on top of my voice as the little warrior in front of me dropped dead. His body falling limp from the fatal slash by the general’s claws. The General. A fierce warrior that I had not seen up close despite the amount of times we had fought against each other. Too strong, brutal and commanding, was the best way to describe him but was also all the reasons I hated him. Fueled by the adrenaline and anger, I charged harder, killed faster and brutally, leaving none a chance of survival once they made contact with me. The more tigers I killed, the more I felt the bond snap with less and less presence, indicating that my men were dying, and dyin

“Still stubborn I see.” One of the men stated as I was made to kneel in front of a huge crowd, and it made me smile. Stubborn was better than weak. A weakness is what I know they will never find in me. I was once the weakling. The one who took all the abuse The belittling. I swore to never be out in that position and get again and I stand by it, even if I felt a bit of fear, I swallowed it and held my head high. “You talk too much.” I responded with an annoyed tone, as I had it with the delay. I would prefer they just did it and relieved me of the drama. I could see that they wanted me to beg for my life, but I would rather be torn to pieces. Kneeling in front of a crowd that clamored for my death surprisingly made me feel nothing. They were just in front of me but it felt like an echo and I couldn't understand why. Maybe because I had accepted my fate with my head held high, or maybe my wolf has resigned, leaving me to fend for myself in this moment, or I was just used to b

“Take them all out!” The General yelled at the servant who put down the little pocket knife in between all that she was packing away, making her shake with fear as she picked it back up.I just stood there annoyed and confused as he ordered every metal, every sharp object and everything sharp that could cause bodily harm, to be removed from the whole palace. Everywhere except the kitchen.I could not help but roll my eyes at the exaggeration.“It’s my life! Not yours!” I yell at him, still standing in the middle of the chaos, and as expected, it ticked him off and he turned towards me in anger.With every step he took towards me, it took everything in me not to take a step back to create some distance between us but I stood my ground as I didn't want to seem scared of him.I wasn't.“Maybe a little?” My wolf added, and I groaned from the lack of not being able to give her a slap.She hadn't said anything for several days and I had already started to get worried but the animal was fin

“Open up.” He requested with a spoonful of porridge in front of my mouth.“I'm full and I'm okay enough to eat on my own.” I groan out for the hundredth time in the last two days but as usual, it fell on deaf ears.It had been two days since I woke up and since then, the only thing I had done by myself is bathe as the General would not let me do anything else.“You have barely eaten 5 spoons, you need at least two more. Now open up.” He asked, well more like ordered and it didn't sit with me the right way, so I just turned my face to ther side, hoping he would leave me alone as I had been as difficult as ever.“Please.” He said again and I immediately turned to him in shock with my mouth slightly parted, and some of my hair in face from how hard and fast, I turned.He had a frown on his face and actually looked like someone was forcing him but it was quite the opposite.I wanted to ask why he looked like he was being forced when I told him I didn't need it, but I just opened my mouth

Sweat dripped down my forehead as every single vein in my body screamed for rest.I could feel my heart beat in a very unnatural way and I knew that I would collapse any second but there were still men that were attacking me, and I could not stop. Dodging the next attack, I kept chanting in my head.“Fight”“Fight”“Don't sleep”As I chanted in my head, my wolf chanted with me. A subtle action that actually did a lot to strengthen me.“Let me take over.” My wolf asked as she pushed forward seeing that I was on the verge of collapsing but I shook my head in response, as at this point, even the voice in my head was tired.I could not let her take over, it would be brutal as I could feel her fury coating through my veins and as tired as I was, I knew I wasn't going to die from this exhaustion.She pushed forward again and I had roar out a no, to get her to back down.It would be a massacre.My wolf still held deep resentment for the loos of her mate and every time someone hurts me physi