Silver: “However, it won't be today,” he said, relaxing back on his couch. “You always seem to find me when I'm in a good mood. Perhaps you have luck on your side.” I breathed a sigh of relief because beyond my outward appearance which showed a lack of fear, I still felt a bit unsettled by him. I was sure he could feel what I felt, that strong excitement that built up in me when I was close to him. Maybe that was why he hadn't punished me like I suspected he wanted. "Besides, if you only obey because I force you to, you'll never take my powers seriously. Maybe instead of trying to convince you, I'll just show you and let you see for yourself. When you see the extent, you'll respect me yourself." I fought the urge to roll my eyes. This dude was too pompous for his own good. I suppose that was what came with being the Alpha king of such a huge kingdom so early. “You must be wondering why I summoned you,” he said. I waited patiently for his response but it didn't come. What did he
Damon:I had less than an hour to my meeting with my council members, where we would discuss the pressing matters of the counties of the kingdom. Each council member was a former alpha of his pack which was now a county ruler of one county in the kingdom a meeting of utmost i, A step further into the grand occasion of finally defeating the humans for good. It was what I had spent half of my life planning with my people, a project to which my subjects held me in high regard, yet I couldn’t stop thinking of a particular human girl.What was it about her that made me unable to carry out any threats on her? If anyone else, including the councilmen, ever spoke to me half the way she did, I would have them killed or imprisoned. What was it about her that made me keep repeating my threats over and over again, even though I knew she didn’t take them seriously? “My lord,” I heard a whimpering voice vaguely by my side before I realized the person was talking to me. “What?” I asked, slightly r
Silver: "You don't know what mess you've gotten yourself into. You think you can just make me look bad in front of the king?" the matron barked. "I have had girls killed for far less. I'm sure his majesty will understand." I gulped when she said this because something told me this was not an empty threat. I had seen the things this woman put the girls through, the very insensitive way she brushed off the girls who had been physically and emotionally hurt by the patrons they had been forced to please for the night and the heartless way she berated and punished the girls whose patrons reported them to not have been as good as they wanted. Her daily announcements were almost very degrading. She reminded the girls they were there because of the crimes they had committed, so they deserved everything they were getting. It was quite sad to imagine that someone who may have been framed for a crime they did not commit would have to face being in a harem like this. I walked backward as the
Silver: I ignored the wanna-be queen bee and sat at the only empty spot in the reception. I felt so stupid, having to wait for the people who would use me like a product. There was nothing funny about this situation. Every other person looked somber, and I knew that deep down within Mila’s heart, she was also sad to be here but just kept taunting me to make herself feel better. I sat down on one side, careful not to put pressure on my lower half. After hurting the guard who brought me here, I had stolen his pocket knife and I had it with me just in case things went south. “Too bad the Alpha can’t save you now, Silver,” she continued, showing me she was desperate to get on my bad side. Maybe she was just bored. Being in the harem would mess up anyone’s psyche. “Can you just shut the fuck up? We’re both going to suffer the same fate so I don’t get why you’re talking like your burden is going to be lighter.” I stated dismissively, showing her I was in no mood to deal with her shit.
Silver: We all paused in the room as the man's painful cry tore through our ears. It was a very unbearable sound, like the whimper of a dying animal. The noise stopped for a few moments but the chill it left remained. Godon seemed to be awakened from his trance when the noise stopped. He turned back to us with a scowl on his face. “Get on with it, will you?” “But the noise. We have to be sure the man is okay. It's part of the rules,” I lied, shifting away from the rabid Drex who was not acting the least bit perturbed by the noise.“Drex, now!” he barked as if he couldn't wait any longer. At once, Drex turned fully into the biggest and most repulsive werewolf I had ever seen. The repugnant sight of his salivating mouth, his dirty-looking paws, and the speed and precision he used to jump on me made me temporarily freeze that I couldn't react and pull the knife from the back of my skirt where I dropped it. The door opened from the outside and I fell backward, right before the snarli
Silver: The maid left, but the effect of her words remained with us. No one moved, the girls looking like they had just been bewitched with a freeze spell. “Oh my Goddess, this is bad,” Grace said, her hands quivering. “We're all gonna die,” another girl said, her hands shaking as well. “Maybe he won't be so hard on us,” Mila said, although it was evident from her facial expression that she wasn't convinced by her words. “Maybe he just wants to hear our side of the story. It's the matron he should be mad at.” The girls looked even more terrified than before. I understood their fear, but not to this level. They were talking like it was the executioner who had come for their heads and not their king. I knew Alpha Damon was pompous for his own good and exuded an aura of impatience and ruthlessness, but couldn't they see through all that like I did? Was he not supposed to be their king? To protect and provide for them. I never had a reason to be afraid of my queen back in my clan, be
Silver: My body vibrated as I watched Gaston lower the knife into the matron’s mouth to rip her tongue out. Sure she was wicked, but having her tongue ripped out was not something anyone deserved. Everyone else mirrored my concern, but only to an extent. No. I did not want to believe it. This was probably not the first time he had done something as extreme as this. I should have believed them when they told me he was unfeeling. I had been lied to several times in the past but the thought of ripping out someone's tongue just because they lied to me had never once crossed my mind. The matron's blood curdling screams haunted me as I shut my eyes and tried to go back to my happy place. He would probably interrogate us one after the other. Who knew how many tongues he would rip out, or what new body parts he would try?No matter how tightly I shut my eyes, I couldn't seem to escape the horror of this place. I was so aware of everything happening, it was horrible. Please. Stop this, I
Silver:“Miss Mila,” the steward who had called us into the throne room under the king’s order called. Mila was to be the first harem girl to be questioned. After she stood up and entered the scary-looking throne room to be interrogated, the rest of us sat in utter silence, awaiting our turn and praying within our hearts that he wouldn’t find lapses in our story. Having witnessed what the matron had gone through first hand, we didn’t have to bother about getting our stories to match. The last thing on our minds was bending the truth. We agreed to tell him all we knew.“Miss Grace,” the steward announced, coming back into view after a few minutes. I peered behind him to see if I would see Mila and know what to expect, by looking at her facial expressions, but she was nowhere to be found. Grace stood up and followed him just like Mila had done. I waited for several minutes, but she didn’t show up. When the next harem girl was called up next, I got the feeling I wasn’t going to see her
Silver’s POV Five Years later: “To our fifth year of harmony!” Bottles clinked and deep voices rang out in cheers as everyone joined in the merriment. The feast was bigger than any other preceding it, and each row and column was filled with human and wolf alike, drinking and laughing, talking and dancing as the joys of merriment engulfed them. It was such a beautiful sight. This was something that had never been done in millennia, but had somehow been achieved during our time. It was a feast we held to celebrate the day the war had officially ended, and even though it was the fifth year, it still felt unreal and made me feel jittery whenever I looked at the sincere faces of everyone having fun. Sometimes it felt like the entire beef between human and wolf never even happened. That felt like such a long time ago, like a dream whose parts I couldn’t clearly remember anymore. The dream could have never become a reality if not for the gods’ interference, that was for sure. Th
Silver: “I can’t. My sister is here,” I said, turning to show him my sister, but of course he couldn’t see her in the pitch blackness. “I’m with Lord Tyrel,” Damon said. “He’ll keep an eye on her. This is really important.” “Hello, Luna,” a deep voice which I assumed must be Tyrel’s spoke. I stepped back defensively. “I’m not leaving my sister with any of your Lords after what I’ve been through,” I snarled. I didn’t care that this lord Tyrel could hear me. There was no way I would let her near any of the men who had gladly sought my death. Damon sighed and held my hand again. I wanted to slap his hand away, but it was warm and relaxing , a contrast from anything I had witnessed all night. “The reason why Rogu was able to get so many people on his side was because he used magic. Some of my men were infected, but now the black magic is gone, I promise you.” I laughed drily. “You really expect me to believe that?” “It’s the truth. That’s how he was able to get the
Silver: I stood in awe as the bright apparition came closer. I had told Tiffanie all about the goddess of time, but like other things I had said, she didn’t believe me then. She stood there frozen with her mouth open as the apparition drew closer. I waited, surprised by the fact that I was greatly excited to meet Oge even though I had borne a huge resentment for her abandoning us after so long. The wolf’s loud and scary howls turned into soft scared purs as it ran away when the goddess approached. Once again, I had been saved from certain death from her timely intervention. As the figure kept approaching however, I slowly began to realize it looked more familiar than usual. It was a woman alright, but not Oge. “Mom?” My sister called out uncertainly. My lips could not form words. Right there in front of me was my mother who had been torn to shreds in front of me a day before, standing in front of me with no marks on her face and looking like a smiling angel. “Silver,
Silver: The noise coming from outside was enough to scare anyone to death. It was evident the human soldiers had finally rallied together and mobilized their weapons and men to fight for them. I was in the room Xavier had ordered his men to place me and I crouched by a corner holding my sister who was even more scared than I was. “Should we go out?” Tiffanie asked with a trembling voice. “We need a better place to hide…” She couldn’t complete the rest of her sentence because a loud crash sounded above us. Never in my life had I heard anything as terrifying as the things I heard that day, not even the day Rogu had planted grenades around Alpha Damon’s palace. “It’s too dangerous to go out there,” I screamed over the loud explosions. “This is the best place we can be at this point.” More explosions occurred, which made Tiffanie and me shudder at each sound. I wasn’t sure I could ever remain normal even if I somehow survived this. After watching my mother get murdered right i
Alpha Damon: “All these years. It was you!” I barked at Rogu who had been tied up at my command. To say I was furious would be a huge understatement. I felt the pain all over again, but this time it wasn’t just the pain of losing my mother, it was the pain of losing my senses, the love of my life and years of happiness I would have had, all because I allowed Rogu to play with my head. I didn’t have to wait for a response from him. I knew Silver’s mother was right. From the look on Rogu’s face as I manhandled him, to the emotions I could feel through him, I knew he was guilty. All those years when I was just an eight year old boy on a walk with his mother and witnessing her murder right in front of me, it had been Rogu all along. He had killed her by mistake because he meant to kill Silver’s mother, a fellow wolf. I had assumed Silver’s father was the murderer simply because he had tried to help me resuscitate her, and because I had been told humans were nothing but trouble and
Silver: It took a while for me to realize that the voice screaming was mine. I watched in horror as my mother’s body was carted away from the room by the other two wolves, while the one who had done the biggest damage stayed back to watch me. Tiffanie was on the floor, rolling and crying. I didn’t know what to do. My mother no longer looked like my mother. She was gone. She was dead. Right after I finally got her back. I fell to the floor without noticing the wolf that was watching me with keen eyes. I wondered why he wouldn’t pounce on me already. It was as if all they wanted was my mother, but then what was the gain in killing her? It made no sense. They had been safe before I arrived. Was it my fault? Had I been the one to draw the rabid wolves here with my scent? I hated myself then. I blamed myself for everything. After everything I had been through to come back to my mother and to protect my family, she had been taken from me within a few split seconds. As I lay on the flo
Silver: “This is great news,” I squealed. For the first time since I discovered I was part werewolf, I was proud of it. It had saved my life and that of my sister after all. “How did it happen?” “When the wolves came, everywhere was a mess. Fortunately, our house is a little hidden so not many came here. Two came to carry us. They called us freaks and tried to kill mom and one started touching me inappropriately,” she said, rubbing her elbows and looking away as she recounted the unfavorable incident. My hands balled into fists. “Something just snapped within me and before I knew it I was on the floor like an animal, tearing into their flesh.” “I’m sorry you had to go through that,” I said, before flopping on the couch. I was extremely exhausted. “But I’m happy we can defend ourselves.” “Why do you look so bad?” She asked me, taking in my roughed up appearance and the blood all over my clothes. “I’m exhausted and…” I said, struggling to speak now that the adrenaline that
Silver:My chest constricted and I began to cough violently until I shifted back into my human self. I stood up immediately and went back to join the others, not willing to draw any attention to the fact that I had just killed a wolf. “Let’s go,” I choked out and fortunately, no one asked me any stupid questions, just followed me. I limped as I led the way, my entire body in pain. I had no idea where I was taking them, but as long as we were moving, I was fine. I wasn’t sure if there was any place that hadn’t yet been run down by the wolves already. “Marc,” someone called and I glanced around but didn’t see anyone. “Psst. Hey. Down here.” We all looked down at the same time and I jumped when I saw the faint outline of a body through a hole in the ground that could pass for a sewer. “Jimmy?” The man in our group who must have been named Marc called back. “What are you doing in the ground?” “Just wait, I’ll be right there,” Jimmy said, disappearing from our view. My head was poun
Silver: I heard the voices of so many people at once, even though they were trying to whisper. I knew some other people had walked in through the door, but I couldn't see them, so I couldn't deduce their number or whose side they were on. "They might not check here. They know this is a prison and they have no us for prisoners, at least not yet," I heard one say. "Shut the door!" the woman with a child cried out. "You'll make them find us!" "Don't reveal our hiding place," another prisoner said. "Go soemwhwere else before you haev us killed in your place." There was arguing among the prisoners and those who wanted to hide with us for a few minutes. I found it very stupid to engage in an argument at this point. It wasn't like the prisoners could come out of their cells and chase the new people away. "Everyone stop!" the man who always managed to have information barked and everywhere quieted down. "The more we argue, the more we increase our chances of being seen. We h