Painted Scars Neva Altaj Novels & Stories

The warm water began to drip down my body, and I started singing to myself. I assure you, it's the best sensation in the entire world. Mina complained, "We still have to find our mate," and I sighed somewhat. "Could you give me a moment to rest? Do you believe I don't desire a Mate as well? However, do you know who our Mate is? Alpha Kian Santos is him. The scarred Alpha, the social outcast. Do you want us to be with him for the rest of our lives? I yelled as I turned off the water while banging on my tap.

Even after that, I kept on looking into the mirror, hoping against hope that the scars would fade off, even if it wasn’t all, I hoped that a part of it would would fade off, but after years of checking and no improvement, I stopped looking into the mirror. It had been years since I looked into the mirror last and to see that most of the scars on my face has cleared off and it was just a few more hope and luck until the entire thing fade off. I looked at Alisha, my gaze shifted to Sophia, to Lucy and back to Alisha, my eyes filled to the brim with tears, I wished for this day, I hoped that this day would come and it finally did. Alisha’s hand swung across my shoulder and she pulled me to hers

Chapter 68 Amelie The SUV stops in front of the pack hospital. We're silent the whole way over, just reviewing what happened over and over in our heads. As we were about to step out of the SUV, Tyson spoke. "Luna, before we go in, I think I need to inform you of what the Alpha and Gamma found." I nod for him to continue. "One of the elite guards sent a picture of one non-affiliated wolf's ankle tattoo, along with her name. They found a missing person's report for Bailey Rhea from 10 years ago. She was only eight at the time. Her tattoo was her initials and the date she went missing. The tattoo we believe is a tag or identifier to their captors." Tyson is steel faces as he tells us, but his e

I crawled quietly out of the bag and rushed up to my room and got my makeup kit, I returned downstairs and they were still sleeping. I started first with Erick, I painted his cheeks with mascara and added lipstick on his lips messing up his face. I did same with Jack and Jace. And for Stacey creamy cheese on both her palms. I giggled and went to the kitchen. I filled a bucket with cold water and went back to them.

She remembered being told that it wasn’t her fault. She remembered seeing a tall guy standing beside Jace’s grave, his back towards her. He was probably his younger brother whom she never had a chance to meet. She remembered everything. She looked down at the scar on her forearm, there were a few scars on her body that left marks. They reminded her of that horrible night. The one on her forehead was nearly invisible now, but the rest were the same. They didn’t hurt but the memories did, the nightmares did. Her older sister had been her support in all of this, her sister, her parents, Faith, and all her friends.

Alaina Trying to sync with Adrian Martinez was like trying to catch smoke with bare hands. Every time I thought I understood him, he slipped through my grasp, his mood shifting like shadows under moonlight. One minute, he seemed open to cooperation, the next, cold and unreadable. But I was done second-guessing his intentions. Whatever his true motives were, I had one of my own: to see this pack stand tall again. Today marked the long-awaited Pack Games, an annual spectacle held in the Grand Meadow. It was still early, the sun barely brushing the horizon yet sleep had already slipped through my fingers.

Natalie's POV The alarm went off at six. After several weeks, for once, I didn't hit snooze. A minute I stood and looked at the ceiling, and left the silence to fall on me. My room was cold, dark and plain, there was nothing about it that cried home. But it was silent, and silence was enough. I scrambled out of bed and stood before the mirror. The puffs on my eyes had subsided, the traces of the mishap were becoming less painful, but the one in me was still new and sore. I placed a hand on my stomach and shook my head. No crying today.

Aiden looks like he might be sick, while Jasper and Marcus both look pissed. I turn back to Zahra just as she stands up straight, and I finally see what they’re staring at. Her back is covered in angry red and white scars, crisscrossing into a horrible lattice over her skin. My stomach churns at the sight. I knew her father had hurt her, but this is the first time I’m seeing the damage with my own eyes. I watch the realization dawn in her expression, and the look on her face nearly breaks me. Stepping forward, I try to ease her anxiety, wanting to brush this off for her sake. “Hey, little one. It’s good to see you enjoying yourself after this morning. How are you feeling?”

I ordered the attendant to take off the sheets as I drew out my phone to take quick pictures of the scratches, scars, and marks that were still faint like cuts on different parts of her skin. As I was about to leave, the attendant called my attention to a scar I didn't even notice settled on her tummy. That scar was strange in its appearance, but I'm not in the right frame of mind to start dissolving that mystery yet, so I took a quick photo shot of it and then left the morgue. By the time we returned to the car, I dropped my head on the steering wheel as the emotions all crashed down on me. I didn't even realize I had been holding my breath up until then, until Renz spoke.

Zev’s POV The whip slices me open and a warm trickle of blood cuts a path down my half healed back. The shackles hold me tight to the large, hard wood pole. My arms don’t reach around the huge parameter of the tree so chains stretch the distance between my wrists. My nails have been ripped from my fingers, left behind in the wood where I claw at it in agony. Three days I have been held captive by the Alpha know as Scarface. His name an apt depiction of the huge, gnarly scar the runs the length of his face. Blind in one eye with the colour gone from his iris. A blank, sightless orb lies in his face like the moon in the dark night sky.