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.FIVE YEARS LATERMELISSAI bend over my work as the sun fades. Being the most celebrated healer in all the packs around has its benefits, the fame, the prestige, the money. It also has its pitfalls such as long hours spent “Well how long will it take to finish preparing the vaccine?” asks, and I smile a bit, but I do not answer him. We are both preparing vaccines to be sent out to surrounding packs for a viral outbreak that is affecting packs. The truth is, I am the one preparing the vaccines, Kelvin merely likes to watch me. Kelvin is like that at times, slightly impatient, and extremely charming. He is the future Alpha of Thamewood, the pack that took me in after several years of wondering from pack to pack, begging to be accepted. Finally, in a flash of inspiration, I cut my hair in front, and made a perfect fringe to hide the branding on my forehead. I told Alpha Mateo, Kelvin’s father that I was from a small pack faraway among the winter packs, and that we had been raided. To m
The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the forest as I stood at the edge of the Bloodmoon pack territory. My heart raced with a mix of anticipation and dread. This was my chance to uncover the truth about my past, about my children—the twins I had been told died five years ago. But now, I was here, a healer summoned by Alpha Kelvin, with a week to decide if I would become his future Luna.As I stepped into the clearing, memories of my childhood flooded back. My stepmother and stepsister had tormented me, their cruelty leaving scars deeper than any physical wound. They had made my life a living hell, and now they were gone, victims of a virus that had ravaged their lives. A part of me felt relief; they had not suffered as I had hoped. They did not deserve an easy death after all they had done.“Melissa?” A deep voice pulled me from my thoughts. I turned to see Alpha Kayden approaching, his presence commanding. He looked different—more rugged and fierce than I remembere
In that moment of danger, something shifted within me, a source of power spark by love for my children and newfound strength within myself.“Stay close!” I yelled at the twins as I joined Kayden in defending them against the rogues.As we fought side by side, adrenaline coursed through my veins; every blow struck against our enemies felt like reclaiming a piece of me lost long ago. In that battle against darkness, I found light, not just for myself but for my children too.After a fierce struggle, we emerged victorious; the vicious wolves fled into the night as silence enclose us once more.Breathless and shaken, I turned toward Kayden and then to my twins, relief washing over me like a warm embrace.“You saved us!” one twin exclaimed, eyes wide with admiration.“I would do anything for you,” I replied fiercely.In that moment, love triumphed over fear; forgiveness blossomed where there had once been hatred.As days passed and life returned to normalcy within Bloodmoon pack, I found myself at
As they stepped back reluctantly, I felt a surge of determination wash over me. It was time to take control of my destiny, not just for myself but for my children as well.Days turned into weeks as I focused on nurturing the bond between my twins and fostering their healing journey. With Kayden by my side, we created a safe haven filled with love and understanding, a place where they could grow without fear or resentment.Yet Kelvin’s presence lingered in my mind like an unfinished melody; he was steadfast and unwavering, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that our paths were diverging.One evening, as twilight descended upon Bloodmoon pack territory, I gathered the courage to confront my feelings head-on.“Kelvin,” I called as he walked through the clearing. He turned toward me, curiosity etched on his face.“I’ve been thinking about everything, about us,” I began hesitantly.His expression shifted from curiosity to anticipation. “And?”“I care for you deeply,” I admitted, feeling vulnerable
Months passed as our family continued to grow closer, navigating challenges while celebrating victories together. The twins thrived in this supportive environment; their laughter echoed through our home as they embraced their identities with pride.Kelvin and Kayden became not just partners but brothers, united by their shared love for me and our children. They learned to lean on each other during difficult moments while celebrating each other’s strengths.As spring approached once more, Bloodmoon pack prepared for another festival, the Spring Awakening; a time when we honored new beginnings and fresh starts.Standing beneath the blooming cherry blossoms with Kelvin and Kayden by my side, I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude wash over me. This journey hadn’t been easy; it had been filled with heartache and uncertainty, but it had also brought forth love in its purest form.Together we forged ahead into uncharted territory; a journey filled with laughter and hope where every challenge
By the end of the evening, something magical had shifted within our pack. While not everyone was fully convinced yet, many left with open hearts willing to reconsider their perspectives.As we cleaned up after the gathering under a starlit sky, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. We had taken a significant step forward in fostering understanding within our community.“Tonight was incredible,” Kelvin said, wrapping an arm around my shoulders.Kayden nodded in agreement. “We opened doors that had been closed for too long.”In that moment of unity beneath the stars, I knew we had weathered one storm together—but more challenges lay ahead. Yet now we were fortified by love, a bond unbreakable amid trials yet unseen.Months passed since that pivotal gathering; while acceptance within our pack grew steadily stronger, challenges continued to arise, both from within and outside our community.But as we navigated each obstacle together, we forged deeper connections with one another and strengthen
As days turned into weeks, the rifts only deepened. The community meetings became battlegrounds rather than safe spaces, with people shouting over one another in frustration. The unity we had fought so hard to build was slipping through our fingers.Kayden and Kelvin grew increasingly frustrated with the situation. “We can’t keep doing this,” Kayden said one night as we sat around the fire, shadows dancing across our faces. “We need to confront Marcus directly.”“But what if it escalates?” I asked, fear creeping into my voice. “What if we lose everything we’ve worked for?” “Or what if we continue down this path of division?” Kelvin countered, his eyes fierce. “We can’t let fear dictate our lives any longer.”The tension between us crackled like a live wire, and I felt a pang of regret for how far we had drifted apart. My heart ached at the thought that my choices had led us here, caught in a cycle of anger and resentment.The day of confrontation arrived, charged with unspoken emotions. A
That night, as I lay awake in my tent, I could hear the whispers outside, people plotting, forming alliances fueled by anger. It was as if a dark cloud had descended upon us, smothering any hope of reconciliation.The next day, I found Sarah by the riverbank again, her expression hardened like stone. “You’re still clinging to this idea that we can all just get along?” she scoffed.“I’m trying to find a way forward!” I shot back, frustration boiling over. “But you’re not making it easy!”“Maybe because you’re too naive to see the truth!” she snapped, her voice rising. “You think love will fix everything? You’re living in a fantasy!”Her words struck deep, igniting a fire within me that I struggled to contain. “And what’s your solution? To tear each other apart?”“Yes!” she exclaimed, her eyes flashing with rage. “If that’s what it takes to make you understand how serious this is!”The final confrontation came unexpectedly during a community gathering meant for healing. The tension was palpabl
ys turned into weeks, and with each passing day, Kayden confided in me more deeply. “You’ve changed,” he remarked one evening as we sat by the fire. “I’m just trying to be better for our children,” I replied, forcing a smile. Yet inside, I felt torn between ambition and affection. Each act of kindness from him only fueled my inner conflict. My children adored their father, and I found myself caught in a web of lies as they began to notice Kayden’s struggles. “Why does Dad get so upset?” one twin asked innocently.“He’s just going through a tough time,” I replied, forcing cheerfulness into my voice. But deep down, I knew I was slowly turning them against him, a betrayal that gnawed at my soul.One night, as we shared stories under the stars, Kayden surprised me with a necklace adorned with our children’s birthstones. “For you,” he said softly.Tears welled in my eyes as I accepted the gift. In that fleeting moment, I felt genuine warmth toward him, a connection that made my heart ache.But
In those quiet moments spent reflecting upon all lessons learned along paths traveled together, I realized something profound that true strength lies not merely within individuals alone but rather emerges collectively when hearts open wide embracing vulnerability allowing authentic connections flourish unconditionally bringing forth light illuminating darkest corners hiding shadows lurking silently beneath surfaces often overlooked easily forgotten over time…And so here we were a community reborn from ashes left behind transformed into something beautiful resilient capable overcoming anything life threw our way moving forward hand-in-hand united stronger than ever before ready face whatever challenges awaited next knowing deep down inside together nothing could ever break us apart again! As stars twinkled above casting gentle glows across waters flowing freely beneath bridges built strong enough withstand tests endured together, they whispered promises reminding all gathered here today
In those quiet moments spent reflecting upon all lessons learned along paths traveled together, I realized something profound that true strength lies not merely within individuals alone but rather emerges collectively when hearts open wide embracing vulnerability allowing authentic connections flourish unconditionally bringing forth light illuminating darkest corners hiding shadows lurking silently beneath surfaces often overlooked easily forgotten over time…And so here we were a community reborn from ashes left behind transformed into something beautiful resilient capable overcoming anything life threw our way moving forward hand-in-hand united stronger than ever before ready face whatever challenges awaited next knowing deep down inside together nothing could ever break us apart again! As stars twinkled above casting gentle glows across waters flowing freely beneath bridges built strong enough withstand tests endured together, they whispered promises reminding all gathered here today
Just when it seemed like we were making progress, however, Marcus stood up again, his expression hardened once more. “This is all well and good,” he said dismissively. “But at some point, we need to decide who’s in charge.”A wave of frustration washed over me as murmurs erupted among the crowd once more. “Why does it always have to be about control?” I challenged him.“Because someone has to lead!” he shot back defiantly.“Lead us where?” I countered. “To more division? To more fighting? Leadership should be about serving others and not controlling them!”For a moment, silence enveloped us as people considered my words. Then Sarah spoke up again, her voice steady but passionate. “What if leadership isn’t about one person? What if it’s about all of us working together?”Her suggestion hung in the air like an unspoken promise, a glimmer of hope amidst the chaos.As discussions continued late into the evening, we began brainstorming what true leadership could look like, one rooted in collabora
That night, as I lay awake in my tent, I could hear the whispers outside, people plotting, forming alliances fueled by anger. It was as if a dark cloud had descended upon us, smothering any hope of reconciliation.The next day, I found Sarah by the riverbank again, her expression hardened like stone. “You’re still clinging to this idea that we can all just get along?” she scoffed.“I’m trying to find a way forward!” I shot back, frustration boiling over. “But you’re not making it easy!”“Maybe because you’re too naive to see the truth!” she snapped, her voice rising. “You think love will fix everything? You’re living in a fantasy!”Her words struck deep, igniting a fire within me that I struggled to contain. “And what’s your solution? To tear each other apart?”“Yes!” she exclaimed, her eyes flashing with rage. “If that’s what it takes to make you understand how serious this is!”The final confrontation came unexpectedly during a community gathering meant for healing. The tension was palpabl
As days turned into weeks, the rifts only deepened. The community meetings became battlegrounds rather than safe spaces, with people shouting over one another in frustration. The unity we had fought so hard to build was slipping through our fingers.Kayden and Kelvin grew increasingly frustrated with the situation. “We can’t keep doing this,” Kayden said one night as we sat around the fire, shadows dancing across our faces. “We need to confront Marcus directly.”“But what if it escalates?” I asked, fear creeping into my voice. “What if we lose everything we’ve worked for?” “Or what if we continue down this path of division?” Kelvin countered, his eyes fierce. “We can’t let fear dictate our lives any longer.”The tension between us crackled like a live wire, and I felt a pang of regret for how far we had drifted apart. My heart ached at the thought that my choices had led us here, caught in a cycle of anger and resentment.The day of confrontation arrived, charged with unspoken emotions. A
By the end of the evening, something magical had shifted within our pack. While not everyone was fully convinced yet, many left with open hearts willing to reconsider their perspectives.As we cleaned up after the gathering under a starlit sky, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. We had taken a significant step forward in fostering understanding within our community.“Tonight was incredible,” Kelvin said, wrapping an arm around my shoulders.Kayden nodded in agreement. “We opened doors that had been closed for too long.”In that moment of unity beneath the stars, I knew we had weathered one storm together—but more challenges lay ahead. Yet now we were fortified by love, a bond unbreakable amid trials yet unseen.Months passed since that pivotal gathering; while acceptance within our pack grew steadily stronger, challenges continued to arise, both from within and outside our community.But as we navigated each obstacle together, we forged deeper connections with one another and strengthen
Months passed as our family continued to grow closer, navigating challenges while celebrating victories together. The twins thrived in this supportive environment; their laughter echoed through our home as they embraced their identities with pride.Kelvin and Kayden became not just partners but brothers, united by their shared love for me and our children. They learned to lean on each other during difficult moments while celebrating each other’s strengths.As spring approached once more, Bloodmoon pack prepared for another festival, the Spring Awakening; a time when we honored new beginnings and fresh starts.Standing beneath the blooming cherry blossoms with Kelvin and Kayden by my side, I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude wash over me. This journey hadn’t been easy; it had been filled with heartache and uncertainty, but it had also brought forth love in its purest form.Together we forged ahead into uncharted territory; a journey filled with laughter and hope where every challenge
As they stepped back reluctantly, I felt a surge of determination wash over me. It was time to take control of my destiny, not just for myself but for my children as well.Days turned into weeks as I focused on nurturing the bond between my twins and fostering their healing journey. With Kayden by my side, we created a safe haven filled with love and understanding, a place where they could grow without fear or resentment.Yet Kelvin’s presence lingered in my mind like an unfinished melody; he was steadfast and unwavering, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that our paths were diverging.One evening, as twilight descended upon Bloodmoon pack territory, I gathered the courage to confront my feelings head-on.“Kelvin,” I called as he walked through the clearing. He turned toward me, curiosity etched on his face.“I’ve been thinking about everything, about us,” I began hesitantly.His expression shifted from curiosity to anticipation. “And?”“I care for you deeply,” I admitted, feeling vulnerable