The Wretched 소설 & 이야기

And gifting luna the death , with their ruthless and fierce behaviour . And the last three alpha killed themselves getting tortured by the own devil .The guilt killed them every passing second . Or can even said sacrificed the life but didn’t let the devil in them destroy the pack .And the cycle repeated with birth of every new alpha . Marcus , the fourth alpha cursed by moon goddess , is now living his own destruction every passing day . Till the age of 30 , he wasn’t able to find his mate. And now he is unable to calm 'Fire ' his wolf who is slowly turning the devil . The fire who every passing instance is asking for his mate and cursing him to be unable to find her , yet .

How am I going to handle this? Why is my life so fucked up ?

His voice was full of unfiltered disgust: “Just die here, you worthless trash.”

The question remained unanswered. This day can't be more terrible. First the rumours,next Amy and the work, Dr. Williams made me work for an extra hour. I just have to sleep with him which is I'm never gonna do in order to have a little peaceful work life. My life has always been awful. But what is happening right no needs another word to define it. If I hadn't met that Alexander, none of this would have happened at all. I wanted to scream him,slap him across his face,blame him for everything and then hug him and cry. I know am pathetic. I am miserable now. I don't want to cry. But I have taken enough. I wanted to vent out. The funniest thing is I wanted the man to listen to me when he was t

They wanted me to top the entrance exam because my brother would surely top it if he was alive. How the hell am I supposed to do that? Should I consider cheating? Why was I even thinking of the national team when I was not allowed to go? Then, what should I do? I no longer knew myself. I was like a living mess. I hope memorizing your name was as clear as knowing yourself. I must have stayed there for a second until his baritone voice registered in my ears. "I'm outdated, overrated, morning seems so far away..." I must have stayed there for a second until his baritone voice registered in my ears. "I'm outdated, overrated, morning seems so far away..."

“You think you’re strong? You’re the weakest person I’ve ever seen.” “You’re cursed. Everything you touch turns to ruin.” “You don’t deserve kindness. No one in this world owes you anything.” “You’ll never escape this life. You’ll die as nothing, just like you were born as nothing.” “You’re a parasite, feeding off the scraps of others because you can’t make anything of yourself.” “No one would cry if you disappeared tomorrow. They’d probably celebrate.” “You’ll never be good enough for anything or anyone.” “The world would be better off without someone like you in it.”

Two halves that could never survive if collide into one again. We were all fated to be miserable. Maybe this was purgatory and we were all just lost souls trying to climb our way out. Too bad our climb was a dissension, bringing us one step closer to the fiery pits we truly belonged in. Humans were weak vile creatures that did nothing but stomp on one another. There was good, like David and Greg, but if you put them in the same position as the filth in the world was raised, would they still be so good? No! They would be just as disgusting as my father and grandfather... as me.

I said and Dolores rebutted. “We gave you scars because you are wretched and filthy. You were a slave, a lowborn, brought into this world with no use or importance whatsoever! You deserved all those things!” She bawled at my face as she struggled to her feet using her other hand to grip her handless arm. I smiled at her again before crouching to the ground to place her other hand carefully on the ground. “You know what?” I started to say as I stood up straight. “You’re right. I was wretched and of no importance. But you wanna know the crazy thing?” I asked as I started pacing towards her.

Ma Jules said seriously now, crossing the distance between us before I had time to huff an exaggerated sigh. “If you do, everything we've been working for will fall flat, and you'll be back to being that scrawny, miserable bastard of a beast you'd been all those years ago.” The Wicked Witch of the highland mountains whispered blithely in my ear and I poked a finger to scratch out the corruption she'd no doubt planted. It was how wolves woke up with half their ear rotted through and diseased. No, I couldn't let the girl go, not even if I wanted to, which I didn't.

I wrapped my arms around my abdomen I was sorry that the world is hellbent on beating me down and I was doing nothing about it. If that doesn't scream pathetic then nothing else does. I was an alpha wolf...a helpless useless alpha blood yet someone pinned me down and I just stayed down. What kind of a werewolf stays down?! I will tell you, the one named Aniston Stupid! Stupid! Stupid.... freaking useless me! I slapped myself a few times because I really do deserve to be punished for being weak. Freaking stupid! I pulled my legs together and I buried my face in it, there and then I let out the shock that still surged through me and the shame and the…basically everything.