MELISSA
The flogging continues. They do not even care to cover me up a bit first. My body continues to spasm in pain, and I cry out in anguish. I feel utterly helpless as guards have access to the most intimate part of my body, inflicting hurt on me, and sometimes laughing at my distress. My vagina still hurts from birthing two children, and my breast tingles…. My babies, I need to feed them, I think to myself, but the whip continues landing on me, all over my body till I am jerking and twisting in pain. What cuts my heart the most, is that Kayden stays there, watching me, kissing Evelyn occasionally, while enjoying my pain, there is even a smile on his lips. The fact that Alpha Kayden would allow guards abuse a woman he had once cared for makes me wonder at the monster he has become. Finally, the whip stops flying, and the guard drops it, taking a step back. “Alpha Kayden, I’m done whipping the woman,” he says in a gruff voice that shows how tired he is from flogging me. “If you want her further punished, I can take her to the rest of my guards, we would have a nice time taking turns with her.”My throat constricts at his words. “Please no,” I choke, imagining several men being inside my body, hurting me more in their perversion when I was already broken. I almost beg Kayden to kill me, but then I think of my twins. I need to be alive to protect my babies. Alpha Kayden shakes his head. “There’s no use giving her to the guards, she’s half dead already, there’s nothing to enjoy, she is totally worthless now.”He walks over to me, and bends till I find myself looking into his dark blue eyes, eyes that are as cold as ice. His hand trails into my hair, and he grapes a fistful of it, tilting my head up with force. “I will not kill you Melissa, your death is too easy for what you deserve. I will put my mark on you, and banish you. You will always remember this day, the day you were marked for doom. No pack would accept you, and every single person you come across would know you for the evil vermin that you are.”I do not fully understand what he says, until he walks out, and comes back in, carrying a glowing metal with the words MURDERER written on it. “No!!!!” I start screaming even before he gets to me, but the guards immediately pounce on me, holding my arms and legs spread out. One of the guards yanks off my clothes. “Where do you want her branded?” He asks Alpha Kayden. Alpha Kayden does not reply, instead, he lifts the glowing, hot metal to my forehead. A scream of anguish tears through my throat as I hear my own flesh sizzle. I continue screaming until my throat becomes so hoarse that no sound comes out anymore. “I, Alpha Kayden Williams banish you, Melissa Wilson from the Bloodmoon pack. You have until tomorrow to leave. You are not to be seen within this pack again,” Kayden says in a harsh, cold voice, and I don’t reply. I have no strength left in me. I simply stare out ahead. I must have drifted into semi-comatose sleep, because when I wake, the sun is no more in the sky, and the moon is out. I get up on my feet and hobble around, but I soon discover that the pack house main room is empty, and the doors are open. My babies! I think immediately. I need to find my babies and flee with them. Every single step I take hurts, not only because of childbirth, but also because of the flogging, yet I push on, walking to Alpha Kayden’s main house. Kayden’s house seems quiet when I get to it. I immediately walk to the back of the house. There is an entrance that leads to the kitchen, and if I’m lucky, from there, I can make my way to the room he once said he would like to use for a nursery. I turn open the door, and step into the kitchen. The smell of freshly roasted chicken wafts through my nostrils, reminding me that I have eaten nothing all day, and my belly churns in response, but I ignore my hunger and move on. The kitchen door eases into a hallway that leads to the nursery, but I stop dead in my tracks. Right in front of me stands Evelyn, looking at me in shock and surprise. She recovers from her surprise quickly, and looks me up and down, giving me a satisfied smirk. “You look so pathetic – just look at what you have been reduced to, and all because you thought you could be better than me.”I was never in any form of competition with her, but of course, she will not see reason. Evelyn and her mother live within their own bubble, and nothing I say will ever convince them that they are wrong. “Evelyn, please, let me have my babies, and I promise, I would leave. You will not see me again,” I say instead. She scoffs. “The fact that you are still making demands means you do not understand that your life is over. Everything you have ever loved has been taken away from you, your mate, your pack, your children.”I shake my head. “Why do you hate me so much Evelyn?”“Because he loved you more than he loved us!” She cried out. “Ever since my mother married your father, it was always my princess Melissa this, and my little sweetheart Melissa that, he never talked that way about me! That was why I killed him.”I stare at her in shock as her words stir up forgotten pain within me. |Evelyn had killed my father! And all because he loved me his own daughter, more than a stranger he had just met. She was probably the one that killed Davis too. I don’t pause to contemplate this, as I know I have little time before Kayden catches me in his house, then there will be no hope of getting the twins. “I am sure you have a justifiable reason for whatever you have done,” I force myself to say. “Please, just give me the twins. Trust me, you don’t want anything to do with raising them, raising babies can be messy –”“Oh, but I wanted to raise them, that way, Kayden will already have his heir, and he will not pressure me to spoil my trim figure by getting pregnant.”“Evelyn please…”“They’re dead,” she interrupt me. “The twins are dead. I think they died of starvation or something, you should have fed your kids immediately you birthed the, but because you are so selfish, you chose to take a nap first.”I stare at her in shock and anguish, but within me, I feel anger and rage building. Every single thing that has ever happened to me, I always felt I deserve, but this – my babies were innocent, they never deserved to die. “Where are my babies Evelyn?” I ask, as rage makes me bolder. She smirks. “Get off my property murderer, before I call Kayden and ask him to send you to whatever after life the twins are at.” Turning around, she sashays out of the kitchen without a single worry. She knows I am weak and powerless, and have no one on my side. But it won’t be for long, I promise myself in anger, as my rage and anguish cause tears to fill my eyes. I endured every single thing that happened to me, but Kayden and Evelyn had to extend their cruelty to my innocent babies. It is all Kayden’sfault, I realize as more tears fill my heart. He was my mate, and yet he choose to believe my wicked step sister above me, he rejected me, then took my own children away from me, and because of that, the children were dead. Now, my children are gone from me, leaving me with no reason to continue living – well, no reason except one, revenge. “Moon hear my voice,” I swear in pain. “Give me no rest until I avenge the death of my babies, until I make Kayden suffer as much as he has made me.”I turn and leave. If I am caught in Alpha Kayden’s house after banishment, I will be killed. And I cannot afford to die now, no. I must have my revenge first.As winter settled in, the Echoes continued to thrive on their momentum from the Winter Festival. The community’s involvement in protecting the Whispering Woods had grown, and Jace, Mia, Elara, and Leo found themselves at the forefront of a movement that was blossoming into a true force for nature.One frosty morning, Jace received a message from Marcus, the environmental lawyer. “Meet me at the clearing,” it read. “I have something important to discuss.”Curiosity piqued, Jace gathered his friends and headed to the clearing, the crunch of snow beneath their boots punctuating the stillness of the winter landscape. When they arrived, Marcus was already there, leaning against a large oak tree, a serious expression on his face.“Thanks for coming,” Marcus said, his voice low. “I wanted to talk to you about something I discovered in my research. There’s an old tree deep in the woods that’s rumored to be a guardian of the forest—a place where ancient spirits still reside.”“An old tree?” El
As winter deepened, the Echoes found themselves filled with anticipation for their upcoming Winter Festival, an idea born from their desire to celebrate the season and foster community spirit. With each passing day, they worked diligently to plan an event that would honor the Whispering Woods and invite others to share in their love for nature.One crisp morning, Jace gathered his friends in the clearing. The air was filled with the scent of pine and the excitement of fresh snow underfoot. “I can’t believe the festival is just a week away! We need to finalize our plans,” he said, his enthusiasm infectious.Mia, her cheeks rosy from the cold, pulled out a list. “We have so much to do! We need to organize the storytelling sessions, art activities, and food. Plus, we should create some winter-themed decorations!”Elara nodded, her sketchbook filled with ideas. “I can illustrate banners and signs to guide people through the activities. We should also make flyers to spread the word in the
As winter approached, the Whispering Woods transformed into a wonderland of frost and snow. The trees stood tall, draped in white, while the ground glistened like a field of diamonds under the sun. Jace and his friends found themselves drawn to the woods more than ever, eager to embrace the beauty of the season and continue their adventures.One chilly afternoon, as they gathered in the clearing, Jace looked around at his friends, bundled up in warm coats and scarves. “What do you think about planning a winter adventure? We could explore the woods and maybe even build a snow fort!”Mia’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “I love that idea! We could create a winter story inspired by our adventure, just like we did in the fall.”Elara nodded, brushing snow off her sketchbook. “And I can illustrate the magic of the winter woods. The snow-covered trees and the animals in their winter coats will be beautiful!”Leo grinned, his breath visible in the cold air. “Let’s make it a day of exploratio
As the weeks turned into months, the community’s dedication to preserving the Whispering Woods grew stronger. Jace, Mia, Elara, and Leo found themselves at the heart of a movement that was blossoming into something beautiful. Their community event had not only ignited interest in environmental stewardship but had also forged deeper connections among neighbors.One crisp Saturday morning, the Echoes gathered at their favorite clearing to discuss their next steps. Leaves crunched underfoot as they settled onto a fallen log, the sun shining through the trees, casting dappled patterns on the ground.“I can’t believe how much has changed since we shared our legend,” Jace began, excitement bubbling in his voice. “So many people are getting involved, and it feels like the Whispering Woods are really becoming a part of our community’s identity.”Elara pulled out her sketchbook and began to doodle. “I think we should organize a series of workshops focused on nature and art. We could invite loc
As the days turned into weeks, Jace and his friends eagerly prepared to share their legend of Whispering Pines with the community. The excitement in the air was palpable, and they knew that this gathering would be a significant moment for their group and the Whispering Woods they cherished.The community center buzzed with activity as they set up for the evening. Jace, Mia, Elara, and Leo arrived early to arrange the seating, hang banners decorated with Elara’s illustrations, and prepare the projector for their presentation. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow through the windows, and Jace felt a rush of anticipation.“Do you think people will come?” Mia asked, her voice laced with excitement and a hint of nervousness.“Of course they will!” Leo replied, his confidence infectious. “Everyone loves a good story, especially one about the woods. Plus, we have our artwork to showcase!”As the hour approached, community members began to filter in, filling the room with laughter and cha
As dawn broke over the horizon, the soft light of morning filtered through the dusty windows of the old cabin, casting golden rays across the floor. Jace stirred awake, feeling the warmth of camaraderie and creativity still lingering in the air. His friends were slowly awakening, stretching and shaking off the remnants of sleep.“Good morning, everyone!” he said, his voice bright with enthusiasm. “Are you ready to bring our new legend to life?”Mia yawned and smiled, rubbing her eyes. “Absolutely! Last night was incredible. I can’t wait to see how our story unfolds.”Elara sat up, her hair tousled but her spirit undiminished. “Let’s revisit what we came up with. I’m excited to illustrate the family’s journey and the magic of the cabin.”They gathered in a circle on the floor, their notebooks and sketchbooks spread out before them. Jace pulled out the letters they had found, the faded ink still rich with emotion. “We should start with the family’s story—their dreams, their adventures i