The Bunny Graveyard Chapter 2 Novels & Stories

Charlotte snatched the bunny out of my arms, threw him on the floor, and ground her shoe down on his face. His face crumpled. One of his ears tore off. My chest seized up. I scrambled after her, all the way down the stairs. I bent down to pick up the ruined bunny, and when I looked up, flashes went off all around me, blinding white. Voices everywhere. "Look at her. She has the same eyes as Mrs. Ashford."

Kin. My heart trembled as I pushed the snow apart. It was turning back and bleeding, whatever it was. Then, it went still and faded away with the wind. I felt the hummingbird fast heartbeat of a rabbit drift over me. An image of a bunny appeared in the snowdrift before breaking apart until I heard nothing, felt nothing but the darkness, the snow, and the air shook with a great cry of grief. This was Hel, a graveyard of spirits.

I sold the only ring Mom had left me for cash and headed to the abandoned slaughterhouse, just like they'd instructed. The place had been empty for years, its walls smeared with blood and rust, making it look more like a sacrificial altar. The second I walked in, the sharp, iron stench of blood hit me hard. Carly stood there, clutching White Fang. A silver chain dug into his neck, and his paws dangled in the air as he struggled desperately. Yet, she held him tight, like some stolen prize, while he let out weak, whimpering cries. She lifted his chin with her nail and murmured, "Soon, he won't even remember you."

He exclaimed angrily and threw his bunny to the ground in his rage. Kade stared at him wide-eyed, "Go to your room," His voice was so unfamiliar it had the boy breathless for a moment. Has it been that long since he heard him speak? "No!" He whined. Mariana ran out of her spell room when she couldn't ignore all the commotion anymore. Her footsteps bouncing down the stairs, had Caleb looking toward the hallway with tear-filled eyes when they fell into those of his mother's, she stood at the foot of the stairs and gestured for him to come forward. Caleb wouldn't budge, he just stood there, glaring down at his father. Kade rose slowly and pushed the boy aside, then walked away toward his room.

Chapter 27 – Whispers at Dawn Dawn came slow, as if even the sun hesitated to rise over the wreckage. Smoke hung low in the courtyard, curling from the pyres the pack had built through the long night. Snow clung to blackened stone, melting into rivulets that ran red where blood had not yet been scrubbed away. The world smelled of ash and grief, heavy enough to choke the breath from Aria’s lungs.

"She told me how much she loved me. how, no matter what, she would always love me and that she would always be a part of me. How proud she was to have a son like me. She then told me that I needed to be strong and that everything was going to be okay. It sounded like she was saying goodbye. I didn't understand. I asked her why she was saying all of these things, but she just shook her head and kissed my head, telling me to make a wish before I blew out the candles. Afterward, we ate the whole thing. It was a terrible mistake because we both had a stomach ache afterwards, but we laughed and laughed, and I remember thinking that I wish it could be like this always. "The next morning, I woke up

Sitting on her swing, she waited there as she thought of her next move. Since the book was nowhere to be found, she had to make sure nobody was able to notice that it was missing. The question was, how would she do it? Just then suddenly she heard a sound of someone hopping into the garden, yes, it was her black bunny friend, Vic. The little creature jumped on her lab and slowly observed her face. He realized she was feeling a bit more down than usual.

"Security, please escort this person out. If someone lets a visitor like this through again, don't bother coming in." Two guards stepped in and peeled Cassie off the floor, steering her firmly toward the door. "Erin! I hope you rot in hell! You let this happen! You watched and did nothing!" Her voice echoed through the hallway, getting smaller and smaller until it was gone. I turned and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. Below me, the city moved and hummed, all traffic and light and people with somewhere to be. The afternoon sun came in without apology, burning off the last shadow that previous life had left behind.

They were out there somewhere, and I wasn’t stopping until I found them. Outside, on the path leading to the woods, my heart nearly stopped when I saw it—Jackson’s stuffed bunny lying on the ground. It was half-covered in dirt, its little ears bent, but there was no mistaking it. I knelt and picked it up, my hand trembling slightly as I brushed the dirt off. The soft fabric was warm from the fire grazing the nearby houses, but it filled me with a cold dread. They’d been here. Jackson had dropped this. They were alive... but with whom?

It's not right. It's not fair. It makes me mad. And for the first time, I contemplate killing someone. My own mate. And yet, I don't move. I just stay here, huddled in a corner, like a pathetic whelp. Maybe he was right. Maybe I am truly weak and pathetic. I can't even defend myself. Lost in my self loathing, I don't hear the clicking of the heels until it's too late. The door swings open and Harriet, Luna mother, walks in.