5 years later
Beast
I watch the fight in front of me with a critical look. The person winning is not exactly fighting fair, but in the battlefield it doesn’t matter that much, so they have to know how to deal with their opponents in a situation like this.
“Beast, how long will you make them do this? Claw looks exhausted.” Aiden laughs from beside me, as I sit in what they call ‘the throne’.
“Until they get it right. They can’t keep relying on their learned techniques, the instinct is important too.” I answer him, not taking my eyes of Claw and Hammer in the ring. Hammer clearly has the upper hand, since he takes my every advice seriously.
“You’re still so ruthless.” He laughs. “Axe said something about trouble at the border, what do you want to do about it?” He gets serious suddenly. I know exactly which border he's talking about. Leo's been trying to get to me all the time for the last
ShaneI’ve been watching my Alpha get consumed by depression and self-hate for 5 years.And I can see that he can’t take it anymore.Luna has to come back to him, heal him, bring him back.The whole pack is struggling without our Luna, and it’s been like that for years. I tried to at least talk to her, but the Deads on the border never let me in their territory.They claimed the No Man’s Land as theirs, establishing a pack of their own, with OUR Luna as their leader. It’s now the Undead Land, as people call it. Other packs have tried reaching out to them, too, but with no results. They have completely cut themselves off from everyone.Today is my last chance to change Luna’s mind. Leo is planning on taking another Luna for the pack, giving up on his mate. And the woman in question is not a Luna material. AT ALL. She’s materialistic, snobby, obnoxious and demanding. How the hell did she seduce our Alpha is a mystery, but I think she managed to do that because she made herself look like
BeastI pack a small bag, taking only necessary things for both me and Hunter, who keeps watching me like a hawk. He’s playing with his toy robot, jumping on the bed, clearly excited at the prospect of seeing his father. I’ve told him about Leo, explained everything to him, including why he can’t see him yet and why it’s so important to stay away from werewolves and the pack for a while. He can’t control his strength yet, so he could hurt someone if he’s not careful, since we’re stronger than them. Despite him being almost 5, he is half-werewolf, half-Undead, so he’s way stronger than most people. I don’t even remember how many times he’s unintentionally hurt someone while hugging or playing with them.“Mommy, does daddy know about me?” Hunter’s worried voice reaches me, as I put his favorite plushie in the bag before zipping it up.“I haven’t told him about you yet because I haven’t seen him for 5 years.” I crouch in front of him as he sits on
LeoI can’t breathe.She will be here? My angel is coming back?I shoot up from the floor, the woman in my house completely forgotten. My Angel is coming here. That’s all I care about.I quickly clean up the room, dusting everything and making the bed before I go to my bathroom, deciding to make myself look presentable for my queen. The man in the mirror stares at me with a smile and sharp eyes. The fucker has the audacity to look happy, and I almost don’t recognize myself. My hair reaches my shoulders and hasn’t been washed in weeks, my beard is long and unkempt, my clothes dirty and worn out. I pull everything off, before grabbing my hair trimmer to take care of my hair, cutting it as short as my angel likes. Then I cut my beard until it’s the right length, just like my mate likes.After quickly cleaning the mess on the counter and sink – my Angel hates mess – I take a shower 3 times in a
BeastEverything is as it should be, my man is lying next to me in our bed and my son is happy.After Hunter threatened Leo, we went inside, deciding to catch up with what happened during the time we were apart. As Leo was cooking us dinner, Hunter explored the house. It’s much smaller than the mansion he was raised at, but he loved it, especially his dad’s office, since there’s a huge flat screen there. He said he wants to sleep there, but I explained to him that it’s where his daddy is supposed to work, so we can’t really let him do that. Leo told me that if Hunter likes it so much, then he can just move his stuff to the guest bedroom and set his office there, making the current one into a bedroom for Hunter. When I argued that he doesn’t have to do that, he just said that he doesn’t want his son to sleep in a room where that woman was. That’s when I gave up.The pack arrived hours later, while we were talking, but both of us ign
BeastUnbelievable. He did it. He actually did it!! It took him 5 years, but it’s done. I can’t stay here any longer now that it’s completed. He will destroy the little conscience I have left. I will finally become his unstoppable killing machine.NO! I WILL NOT!I WILL NOT BECOME HIS TOY!!!NOT NOW! NOT EVER!I look around my cage and check for the guards. Three... I can deal with it. From under my cot I take the little string I stole from one of the guests. Supposedly, it’s a piece of jewelry, but I can’t imagine what it’s used as. I have never had or seen any jewelry so I have basically no knowledge of it. HE never let me have anything that could be used as a weapon, forgetting that I was trained to be able to use ANYTHING as a weapon. Give me a string, I will strangle you with it, give me a shoe and I will make you choke on it, give me clothes, and I will find a way to use them to kill you.That’s what I was trained to do since I was 6. At least I think I was 6, maybe it started e
BeastI have been running through the woods for hours now. It’s getting dark and cold and my legs start hurting a little. It’s uncomfortable, but it’s nothing I can’t handle. I have had worse anyway.I haven’t eaten anything for the whole day; I’ve never learnt how to survive in the wild. I can kill, though. Maybe I can catch something, but how am I going to prepare it... I may not know a lot, but I do know that I can’t digest raw meat. So starving it is. I’d rather stay hungry than end up sick in the middle of the woods.As the sky gets darker I search the woods for a place to rest a little. In the distance I notice a huge tree, I don’t know what kind of tree it is, I was never taught that, but its branches look thick and sturdy enough for me to climb on it and rest a little. I head straight towards it, trying to avoid having my eyes gouged by some lower spiky branches in my way. Can’t end up blind, right?I don’t know if I can climb a tree, but it’s worth trying. Who knows what live
Beast I wake up with a start hearing a growling sound. I try to calm myself and let the memories slip away into the dreamland. I can’t believe I fell asleep. The growling sound gets louder and I get into attack mode, crouching on my branch. Looking down from it I see a group of 4 wolves circling the tree I’m sitting on, snarling and growling at me.They are huge. Isn’t that unnatural? Were wolves always that big? One of them is black with beautiful amber eyes. He’s looking straight into my eyes. The others are mostly brown with white patches over them, apart from the 5th one I haven't noticed earlier, standing still few yards away from others. He’s a white and grey wolf with dark patches over his ears and paws. Just like the black one, he’s watching me, but he’s looking at me with clear hostility in his eyes. Wait, what? Can wolves feel emotions? Hostility?I look back to the black wolf. He’s sitting on his rump now, simply looking at me with his head tilted, as if waiting for someth
BeastWe go through the woods for a while. One of the brown wolves goes first with the grey and white one, then me and the black one, followed by the other brown ones. I’ve learned some time ago that this kind of set-up is usually used when protecting someone. I’ve heard that some of the important guests that came to the house would use three or more cars, theirs being the middle one.They’re protecting the black wolf. The leader.I never knew animals could be this organized.But I never learned a lot about animals to begin with, so it makes sense I don’t know shit about them. Another useful phrase I learned.The wolves up front stop and look back at us. We are in a clearing in the middle of the woods, but there are many small houses around it, hidden in the trees with their doors directed towards the clearing.Wait, HOUSES?What the hell?So these wolves ARE domesticated? And whoever is keeping them lives here?The black wolf steps up front to the other two, for hell knows what and I