The words echo in my mind, reverberating like a haunting melody. It keeps me awake all night long, refusing to let me rest even for a wink. I try hard to not remember anything because that would only lead to a bleeding nose and ears, and splitting headaches.When morning arrives, not quick enough for me, I get off the bed. Neither the chirping of birds nor the fresh air does anything to calm my senses. I step out of the room and squint at the view outside.The day is brighter than I like.Under the harsh light of the morning sun, the revelation strikes like a lightning bolt, electrifying my senses. My body sways a littleYet again, I am lost in a labyrinth of emotions, unable to find my way out. I hold the nearest pillar to keep me from collapsing on the ground. Thankfully it is quiet and devoid of guards.This kind of betrayal feels different, it is the betray
“But… but… Mom said…” I am suddenly feeling overwhelmed, overwhelmed enough that my words are simply tumbling out and I am not sure if I am making sense. In my mind, I can only think that my brother is alive and well and he is here in front of me.Why does that feel like a deja vu? Why does that feel like …“Mom lied,” he simply says and I can only gape at him with disbelief.Of course…She never loved us to begin with and she never made any effort to do anything except ask how much I am earning. She was the one who protested about me coming to this pack the most. James is working with her which is obvious otherwise…This is so unfair. This is so unfair to me. What have I done to her? To anyone?A sudden chuckle leaves my lips and I am not sure why that turns into peals of laughter.I can sense both Kai and Alpha Azriel’s confusion. They are very palpable in the s
Azriel:As I watch the one person whom I thought loved me enough to break society’s rules for me, walk away. I realized two things: Yet again, I had hoped for too much and I had also been betrayed by the ones I thought I could trust.My lycan is growling, he wants a bloodbath and he wants to end James’ life. But can I do so? No. I cannot simply because the man has been there for me and the reason behind him hurting Aysel is also me, protecting me and making me the eligible alpha for the throne.I go back into the cabin. Kaizen has been pacing and stops when he sees me enter.“What did you talk about?” He scowls at me.“Don’t pretend as if you did not eavesdrop,” I mutter.“So my sister lost her memories, got kidnapped, and is now trying to cope with her present life because of you? You are the reason from the beginning, the root of all her problems until now,” he says throug
Alpha Azriel refused to accept my resignation. I stare at the heap of clothes on my bed and wonder if he would get angrier than he was when he took me to meet my brother whom my mother said was dead. A lump lodges in my throat and I try my best to not even strain my mind to think of the past — a past that I cannot remember.I have decided to take another chance at suggesting I leave this Pack because I am sure as hell not dying because of locked memories.“Who has the power to lock memories?” I mutter under my breath as I sit beside the open suitcase. I felt tired from the day’s work and irritated on top of that when I didn’t receive any reply to the email I had sent. I am sure Alpha has seen it, but he has refused to reply.I have got to try again and with that determination, I stand up and pick up the laptop. However, before I can open it and type another follow-up email, there’s a knock on the door. My heart stutters.Could this be… Alpha Azriel?I hesitate before I hear a familiar
I drift back to the conscious world with a throbbing headache. Not sure, when I had fallen asleep while parsing through scientific journals on selective amnesia, but I did and slept in an awkward position which is now making all my muscles protest loudly as I sit up. My laptop is still open, but black. I sigh and close the lid.I did not find anything fruitful in the papers and none of them even mentioned any kind of bleeding associated with amnesia.My phone chimes somewhere from under my pillow. I grope for the device until I find it wedged between the headboard and the mattress. How the Hell did it go there?The text is from Mason.[Be there at 11.]My eyes dart towards the clock on the top left of the screen. 09:00 AM.There are also two missed calls from the reception desk of the medical center.“Fuck.” I hurry out of bed, ignoring the lancing pain that shoots from my right leg up. Why a I falling behind in every aspect of my life?I manage to wrestle into some decent clothes. Ta
[Earlier]I sit at my desk in my room and stare at the information by Kai on my laptop. The room is quiet, save for the occasional disruption of my phone and the distant hum of life outside the window. My thoughts are a chaotic whirlwind, a storm of questions that refuse to be quelled.Kaizen's father has occupied my mind.The trail of breadcrumbs I have been following leads me to believe that he might hold the key to unraveling the truth of my mother's disappearance. No… I am sure it will.My eyes seem to be tracing the letters of Kai’s father’s name over and over.Denzel Knight.The last encounter we had at that party.What did he say? I should keep my distance from his daughter.Daughter, eh?The one whom he could care less.My mind veers back to the events that led to my mother’s disappearance and possible demise. I can almost see him at that lavish party, a figure in the periphery, a ghost from the past.The pieces of the puzzle are slowly falling into place, but I'm missing some
Things aren’t okay in here and I can’t even do anything about it. I walk into Aiden’s office, which has been bustling around far too much and has been disappearing often to Goddess knows where. Thankfully, he isn’t anywhere else but inside and lounging on the small couch that is placed on the left side of the desk, propped against the beige wall.I close the door and then ask, “Where have you been going? What are you planning?”He looks up from his phone, and the calm way he looks at me fills me with dread. He goes back to scrolling on his phone as if I don’t exist in the room. Aiden may look like the ideal alpha, but he is not so in reality, not in front of me at least.“Aiden, answer me,” I demand, crossing my arms across my chest.“What’s there to answer? I was looking for my father’s murderer and gathering evidence, and found it,” he murmurs in an indifferent tone.My breath hitches. I hurriedly cross the room and sit beside him. My heart thuds against my chest.“What? How? Who?”
“Where are you going?” Sarah stops me as I am about to get in the car.Dammit. I try to keep my cool because this woman has been getting on my nerves without even knowing who she is messing with him. At this point, I am amused that she thinks I don’t know about her association with my father, as if I have no clue that she and Liam joined my crew as a spy. Unfortunately, I had been late in getting the wind.I should have known that my father is a pro-player in these types of things. However, I digress. I have kept up the pretense of being an oblivious idiot as well.“Somewhere urgent, why?” I ask.She paints a fake smile on her face. It looks so plastic that it almost seems creepy.“Ah…. I wanted to go shopping with you.” She wrings her hands together, appearing nervous.I slide behind the driver’s seat and reply, “Maybe later.” And before she gets a chance to say anything, I rev the engine.My mind veers back to Aysel. I hope I am not too far away from the duo. They went on foot I mad