I tried to draw something, but my mind was blank, and the tattoos I tattooed on my thighs were swirling in front of my eyes. After an hour of trying, I cursed loudly and closed my sketchbook. "He messed up my mind." I went to the bathroom and took a bath again to remove even a single trace of wolfsbane from my body. I don't know for how long I will be able to maintain my facade of being a human in this werewolf territory now. This town falls within a pack's territory, though I don't know which one. That is the main reason why I moved here. Hunters only come into a wolf's territory when they want to attack or get themselves killed. So, as long I am here, there are very few chances that I will be killed by a hunter's hand... {I can't say about a wolf, though} I changed my top because, hey, no matter whose territory I'm in, I can't go around wearing a guy's shirt all over the market. I went towards an unconscious Diego and rechecked his vitals. He made me so mad that I injected him with
After a minute of extremely stressful silence, I saw the doorknob wriggling. My whole focus was on the door while Diego was also eerily silent. Whatever that person tried, it worked because the door unlocked with a click, and an armed Henry stood in front of me. “What the heck do you think you are doing here, Henry?” I asked him with gritted teeth. “I am not here for you, Arya. Give me that wolf and I won't hurt you,” he said, and I clenched my teeth. It seemed like I wasn't the only one hiding my identity. I didn't wait for any more of his dialogues and directly shot a bullet at his hand. I don't think he was expecting this because he was surely not prepared. His gun fell to the ground, and I ran over and took it while still pointing my gun at him. I kicked his leg, which made him fall to the floor, and locked the door from inside.... {Using a silencer is always beneficial, especially in a situation like this} Henry got up from the floor, but before he could do anything, I hit his
"Are you guys not done even until now?" Diego shouted, and I looked at him, annoyed. "Don't give me that look. This sound is killing me!" He shouted again, and I turned off the blaring music in the headphones. Immediately, his expression softened, and he closed his eyes. "Thank god! I thought you guys were planning to torture me like this," he said dramatically while I removed the headphones from his head. "So, what's it about?" he asked me, and I rolled my eyes and went to bed. "I don't want to talk with you," I told him, while the same question swirled in my mind: Who killed those hunters then? "Diego, which pack is this?" I asked him, and suddenly, he became very silent. I looked at him and found him with a stern expression. "What are you planning?" It was actually hard to hear those words with so much warning and intensity from him because, truthfully, he had been very casual about all this kidnapping shit a while ago. "I am planning nothing, for god's sake. Damn, how do I get
"What are you doing?" Henry asked me, but I ignored him completely. I took the bag and went to the kitchen area first. I took everything that I found there and threw it in the bag. After that, I went inside the washroom, stuffed the innerwear in the smallest pocket of the bag, and finally ended up packing the bag with two pairs of jeans, a few tank tops, and a jacket... (Don't forget the needed documents.) I packed my documents too then finally packed the huntress kit. If my calculations are correct, then Diego's body will take at least one hour more to recover from the wolfsbane that I injected into him, so I didn't inject more into his body. Instead, I prepared two guns with the darts of a high dose of wolfsbane and loaded two other guns with silver bullets... (Please, God, just don't place me in some situation where I have to use these silver bullet guns.) "Ready to run?" Diego asked me, still smirking. I badly wanted to punch that smirk off his face, but I also knew it would not
As soon as we crossed the road from the woods, I took a deep calming breath, as whatever was following our car also stopped following us from there. But as soon as we entered Springfield, my anxiety reached its peak again....{Now I have to be aware of hunters}..... I don't have any issue talking with anyone, but the continuous questions of that passenger seat guy were now irritating me. For almost half an hour, I had been giving him answers with just yes or no, but the guy was unable to understand that right now, my mind was not in the conversation. They pulled the car into a gas station. "I think I will go from here on my own. Thank you so much for the ride. It's good to meet you," I told them and was about to open the door, but the guy that was in the driver's seat stopped me. "If you want, then we can drop you where you want. We are just wanderers," he said while his friend was outside. "I have to meet some friends here in Springfield. I will cover the further route with them,"
Arya’s POV: When I regained consciousness, I felt as if someone was hammering my head. I opened my eyes and found myself in the woods.... {not only these stupids sedated me but they also took me to the exact place I didn't want to be}... I prayed to God that I was not in some pack's territory. Both my hands were tied to trees on either side, and both guys were a little away smoking weed. As we were in the middle of the forest, I assumed their car was parked somewhere nearby on the road. In any other case, I would have waited for them to do something or made some strategy to get away from this situation, but right now, I couldn't wait for them to do something because there were many threats to my life in these woods than just these two stupid fools. "Care to explain why the hell I'm here?" I shouted, and that's when they finally realized that I was awake. Instead of answering me, both of them started laughing like maniacs while coming towards me. "Didn't your mom teach you not to si
"You are hurt again," he stated, and I narrowed my eyes at him. He snatched the bag I was wearing in front of me and threw it out of my reach. {There goes my only hope of getting away from him} "Well, at least I'm still alive, even after your numerous attempts to kill me," I snapped. He turned me around, pressed my face against the door, and slashed my T-shirt. It made me extremely mad. The nerve of this man! "Leave me, you bastard!" I shouted, but he shushed me. "You should really learn to stay away from dangerous people," he said. Before I could say anything, he ripped off the bandage I had applied to my wound a while ago. I pressed my lips together to avoid shrieking in front of him. I knew him for more than half of my life, and I clearly knew that his prey's shrieks always boosted his ego and confidence. If I was going to die soon, I wasn't going to boost his ego, that's for sure. "What the hell are you doing, Jace?" I shouted at him and wriggled harshly. "Trying to see how de
A week later - Who would have thought that getting a job in some corporate would be so hard? Yeah, I know that I don’t have a respectable degree or anything, but still, why can’t I get a high-paying job without a degree when I am ready to work my ass off?... Don’t need to mention, I know that I am just spouting nonsense right now. I applied for many positions in many companies but forget about getting rejected, my resume didn’t even get accepted anywhere for even an interview. So, I said yes to the first job that I got here and rented the first house that I thought I could pay for. It’s not like I am completely broke or something. I have earned much in the last five years, and believe me, it's true when I say that a tattoo artist makes a lot.... but I don’t know for how long I have to stay here or if I will ever be able to work as a tattoo artist again. (That’s the major problem. If I could work as a tattoo artist, I wouldn’t even have to think about earning because I knew I was good
"What do you want?" she didn't give me time to even see the things properly and stood in front of me with her hands crossed."To tell you my truth," I said and sat on the sofa or bed; I don't know what it is."But I didn't want to know anything about you," she stated, and I took a deep breath."Don't you feel attracted towards me?" I asked her, and she didn't say anything. "Don't you feel angry when you imagine someone else with me?" The way she clenched her fists, I already know her answer."That's why. I also can't even imagine you with someone else. I know that you will find someone else soon. I also know that you are unable to feel the bond as strongly as I feel because you are human. But I didn't want to regret my whole life that I sent my mate away from me because I was scared." She scrunched her eyebrows but didn't say anything."I have secrets, a lot of secrets. Those secrets are something that, even after years, I just learned to avoid and not fully accept them." Before I con
"I am listening, love," Ryder replied to Arya, and now I think it's time to interrupt their little game. "Buy something sizzling hot and spicy for me, and no bread, please. I am sick of eating bread every other day for a year now," her words and Ryder's expressions not only shocked me but also made me clasp my hand tightly around my mouth to refrain from laughing out loud. Ryder kept looking at her with monotonous expressions for a good few minutes when his big brother Jace decided to interrupt. "Why are you wasting your time when you already know she is a tough nut to crack? I am the one who trained her to not break in situations like these. She has already been tortured in training, and no one was ever able to break her until her mom was not the one... and now she is dead. We don't have any weapon to use against her." Arya didn't say anything; she just smirked at both of them, which, much to my amusement, didn't make either of them mad. "No, brother, none of you were able to under
I ran towards the graveyard but was unable to spot Arya or Ry. I mind-linked the warrior whom I had sent to drop Arya off at the borders, but he informed me that the Alpha King planned to drop her there by himself. I mind-linked Ry, and as soon as the connection was established, I instantly felt that something was off. "Ry, where are you?" I asked him. "I don't think you should come here," his statement made me more anxious than before. "Ry... if it's about Arya, then I am surely going to come there," I stated and walked towards the border. "Fine, just follow the directions I am mind-linking, don't let your scent and aura out, and be as silent as you can. Be cautious; I still don't know what these people are capable of... And yes," he stopped, which made me more anxious. "Keep your beast calm. If he surfaces, then we will lose a great opportunity to capture a very dangerous person," he informed me, and I followed his instructions without thinking twice. Obviously, Arya never falls
"You can't lie to me," his eyes turned emerald in color. "So, don't even try," he said, and though I was scared to the core, I still tried to hold my ground. I won't put myself in trouble until they know the exact thing, and they can only get this information from me. "What gave you that idea?" I asked him, trying to appear as calm as possible. "Listen, kid, I am the alpha king for a reason. I can hear your heartbeats; I can smell fear on you," he warned. "That's not fear, that's called sweat, and everyone sweats... I just sweat a lot," I told him with fake sass. He glared at me as if he could bury me six feet under the ground right then and there. I did my best not to look away from his eyes. "A liar with confidence like you is a disaster," he muttered, but I didn't say anything in response; I just kept looking into his eyes. After a while, a warrior approached us, baring his neck as soon as he reached us. He didn't even raise his gaze towards the alpha king. "You can go. I will
I groaned in pain as my whole body hurt like hell, and I was sure that my stupidity would result in ugly bruises all over my body by tomorrow. I expected people to come running when they heard me shrieking, but when none of them came, I realized that the werewolves obviously had soundproof doors. I really needed to think about all these things before doing stupid things. I groaned at my own stupidity. I decided to lie like this for a few minutes because after falling down the stairs, my head was spinning. God knows what else I have to do to correct the mistakes I've made in the past. Suddenly, I heard a bang from upstairs and the footsteps of a couple of people running. Despite my efforts, I finally gave up trying to stand up from the floor. "Arya," I heard Diego's voice calling for me. "Yeah," I shouted, and instantly saw him, along with the king and queen, running toward me. "What happened?" he asked me. Though he came running towards me, the pain I saw on his face made me reali
"Leave Dee out of all this, and I will see what I can do in this situation," Alpha King said to Federico, who took a deep breath. "I really wanted to take your help, but even after being the Alpha King, you can't help me, Alpha. You are not a Lycan," he stated, making me wonder what they are discussing. "We will never know until we try," Luna Queen said to the old man. Though I still can't understand what they are discussing, I can see that the matter is very serious. It would have been great if I could get popcorn while listening to all these exciting things. I sat on a nearby chair and folded my legs to make myself comfortable. "No, Addy, Ry... none of you are getting yourselves into this. You already have a lot to deal with," Diego interrupted. "Federico, none of us can help you," he said with authority. "Give us a bit of time to think about things. You can stay in the guest's room until then. Downstairs, the warriors are waiting for you. They will show you the place where you'l
I can hear the voices around me, but I am in so much pain that my brain is unable to process anything that anyone is saying. When I felt someone's hand on my shoulder, I shouted in panic, "Don't touch me, it hurts!" I shouted. I know that I am fine; I made sure not to get hurt, so why am I feeling so much pain? "Sedate her, Addy. Give her anesthesia," there is complete chaos around me, but Diego's voice is ringing loud and clear in my ears. What is happening? I feel my body being lifted up from the ground, and people are moving around me, but I am unable to understand anything. I am sitting above a silver wolf while someone is clutching me from behind. I can see a huge black wolf nearby, and on it, a wounded Diego is sitting while the old man is sitting behind Diego, clutching him tightly. There is surely something wrong with me, there are no silver wolves in this world. The last thing I remember is Diego's face, which looks sad while tears are falling from his eyes. "Diego..." I mu
Arya’s POV - "These girls will make me mad someday," he said, while I could clearly see him getting panicked. He instantly turned towards me and placed his hands on my shoulders. "Go to the hospital and get yourself checked. I will be back soon," he told me, and without waiting for my reply, he jumped out of the window. I wanted to shout behind him to take me with him too, but he was too fast. Within seconds, I couldn't even see him in the woods. "Maybe I could have helped," I mumbled. I didn't think our meeting would be like this, for sure. When I came back, he was so good with me. For once, I really thought that he wanted me to stay here with him. But then in the morning, he himself told me that I could go once I was healthy. I sat on the nearby chair and took a deep breath. "Stop thinking all this, Arya," I said to myself, but I still felt terrible about Diego's lack of interest in me. "Being with Diego was never possible in the first place. It is good that he clarified his disin
Throughout the night, I kept gazing at Arya's peacefully sleeping features. I noticed how she would occasionally smile in her sleep, how her nose twitched, and the adorable way she would itch her face when her hair touched it. She mumbled some coherent things with a slight frown, and she slept with her mouth wide open. I was so engrossed in admiring her that the entire night slipped away, and I still felt as if I had just arrived. When she furrowed her brow and partially opened her eyes, I knew she would wake up soon. So, I sat casually and waited for her. Gradually, she woke up, and the first thing she did was groan in pain. Before I could understand why she was groaning, she mumbled, "Oww, my back..." I rolled my eyes. Obviously, this is a chair, not a bed. What was she thinking when she slept here? "damn, I am unable to feel my butt," I stifled my laugh. "Expected it to be comfortable?" she jerked up and straightened her clothes when she heard my voice. "When did you arrive?" she