MELISSA
I do not make a single sound as the guards pull me out and begin whipping me. What Kayden does not know is that his words hurt me more than any physical pain ever can. They don’t even mind that I am pregnant, and it’s fine by me. Maybe, they would finish up the job I had started earlier on. The pain makes me drift into semi-consciousness, into my new hell where Alpha Kayden’s words transform into thorns that tear at my heart. He had said Evelyn was his chosen Luna, my own step sister! How long had this been going on behind my back? And all the while, I had thought the reason we were growing distant was merely because his mind was preoccupied, but he was busy having an affair with Evelyn. My step mother and sister had probably planned everything from the moment I told them I and the Alpha shared a mate bond. That was why Evelyn had taken my claw, but of course no one would believe the bizarre things Evelyn and her mother did to me. “Seventy eight… seventy nine..” the guard whipping me calls out, as he continues whipping a pregnant woman, grunting with the energy exertion it took. I close my eyes. Why am I not dead already! His whip lands on my navel, and a sharp pain sizzles through my entire body, settling in my belly. I cry out, as I feel my womb constrict in the most painful way. The baby is coming prematurely, I realize in alarm. “Someone help,” I whisper through my pain. “My pregnancy… the baby!”From the corner of my eye, I can see my step sister walk into the room, looking proper and pretty in a nice dress. “So you’re finally crying out,” she says with a smug smile, walking up to me. “I thought you wanted to brave the entire whipping.”I shudder in pain as my womb hurts even more. I clutch her feet, and try to look her in the eyes. “Please,” I plead, hoping for a shred of kindness in her. “My baby.. My baby is coming!”“Alright,” Evelyn surprises me by saying. “Guards, let her go, the baby is coming.”Alpha Kayden merelyscoffs. “Keep whipping her. Let everything about her die with her, I want no part in children tainted by her blood.”I gasp at his words. I know he hates me, and I can understand his hatred if he thinks I killed his kid brother, but to say this about his own child, this was unthinkable! Surprisingly, it is Evelyn that comes to my aid again, her voice going all soft and mushy in a way I have never heard before. “I know she is a murderer Kaydee, but the child in her womb still belongs to you, it is going to have your blood. Please, let her have this baby.”To my surprise, Alpha Evelyn heart thawed instantly. “Alright. Get a midwife to help her deliver, but as soon as she gives birth, I want the flogging to continue. She hasn’t suffered enough pain yet, not enough to pay for killing Davis. A thousand of her lifes cannot equal Davis’s life.”His hateful words are the last words I hear before I drift into semi consciousness again. I feel my body being lifted to a higher plane, my legs spread out and lifted above my body. Someone slaps me hard and commands me to push, and I use my all my strength to push until I feel the baby slide out of me. I draw in a breath, and relax my muscles, but then, I receive another hard slap. “Push! There’s still one more baby in there.”I close my eyes, tense my muscles and push again, till I birth my second child. Twins. I have just birthed twins. My body aches all over from the whipping,and I am in terrible pain, yet somehow, the miracle of childbirth fills me with new hope, dispelling some of my gloom. Maybe, the moon goddess would show these babies more kindness than I ever got. Maybe, they can have a better life. I know in that instant that I would sacrifice all I have for them, I would give my life for my babies, and I would shower them with all the love I never had, give them a better life than my sorry existence. In this moment, I know what I have to do. I need to run away with my babies. “Can I hold my babies? please let me hold my babies,” I whisper to the midwife, but she simply ignores my question. “I would tell the Alpha that I am done with you, so that your flogging can continue. What you did – it’s despicable. How could you kill the Alpha’s brother!”I shudder at the thought of being whipped again, with my body still open and gaping from childbirth. Anguish tears at my heart, but I do not tell the midwife that I did not kill Davis. There is no need. No one would believe me now.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