ELEANOR Three days. Three whole days had passed since the shower incident I had with Alex. That day, he walked out of the shower room. Smiling all while he was telling me he understood why I kind of rejected him. He had given me the chance to enjoy my own privacy though. But why was it that all of a sudden, the hot shower felt…freezing cold? He left me there to be at peace with myself, but ironically, how I felt while I was alone in there was the exact opposite of peace. It was horrible. I felt horrible. Like I was the most unfortunate person to be cursed in this werewolf world. To be the ultimate, complete and total freak of the pack, the wolf-less freak at that. To be discarded like a piece of useless garbage by my own parents. Just so I could fulfill a certain goal I was set to achieve since that fateful night. Right after I turned out to be the cursed blood wolf. And as if that was not bad enough, I was forced to live with a man I can never be with regardless of whether he is m
40 ALEXANDER “Miiiikkkkkkeeeeeee…” The man flinched, instantly turning around towards the source of that sudden whisper. Nothing. Darkness occupied every inch of space in his surroundings. The only thing aiding him to see his path was the little flashlight His brows furrowed, hands and knees visibly trembling as he spun around to face the front once again. Fuck. The thing was right in front of him all along. Hiding in the pitch-black corner where… “AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” Okay, that’s it. Closing my eyes firmly shut, I gripped the edges of my seat, desperately trying to tune out the piercing screams forcing their way into my eardrums. I give up. I knew this was a bad idea, but my wolf insisted on it. Saying girls like watching horror stuff. For what? I forced my eyes open to the ridiculous long-haired old woman wearing a long, dirty wedding dress covered with blood. All of a sudden, someone nudged my arm and I flinch back to my seat, only slightly. I turned my head
41 ALEXANDER The food arrived at exactly noon. We finished eating our food in silence, then headed back to my car. Opening the car door for her, I noticed her wear the same set of clothes as the day before. My brows furrowed. Lips pressing into a thin line. Haven’t I bought her any clothes before? She jumped in the car and I followed to the driver’s seat. “Are we going home now?” She asks in a nervous tone. Sighing, I glanced at her face. Her hands pressed closely against her chest, fiddling with her seatbelt. “Not yet. You need clothes. I’ll buy you some.” “Ahm, you don’t have to do that. I can—” “No excuses.” And with that, I turned on the ignition and hit the road. Eleanor fell silent, and I noticed her turn her head looking out the window. Her eyes glued to it ever since, not speaking a word. I took a shortcut heading towards Linda’s clothing store. It’s the largest high-class store anyone could find in the city containing the most expensive and elegant pieces of Linda’
42 ALEXANDER “What happened?” I ask her, whilst she just avoided my questioning gaze and glued her eyes to the floor. She shook her head briefly before glancing up at me with a look of uncertainty in her blood-red eyes. There was a hint of nervousness in them as well which gradually disappeared the longer she fixed her eyes on me. “I just want to go home,” She mumbles. I stared at her for a few more seconds before letting out a sigh of defeat. “Fine, let’s go.” I eyed Linda who was also staring at Eleanor with a nervous look on her pale face. We headed to the car while I carried her three bags and put them in the backseat. Eleanor decided to keep her silence during the entire drive back home. Glancing at her face and posture as she looked out the window, I noticed that her mood changed into a different level I couldn’t quite reach, nor can I bring myself to grasp the emotions dwindling behind it. I then forced my gaze back to the road, gripping the stirring wheel around both m
BARBARA"YOU fucked the wolfless Adrian Wade?!!!" Paula couldn't contain her ravaging emotions and she stood abruptly from her seat. My eyes flew wide open the moment I heard the door crack open like a merciless thunder during an endless storm.Groaning, I said to myself, 'I knew this would happen'. I rolled my eyes briefly, wishing I could stuff that loud mouth of hers with my fist shoved down her throat. "Sshh!" Placing a finger on my lips, I grabbed her wrist and plopped her back down the chair right beside me. Immediately, I scanned the hall to check if there was anyone tuning in to our conversation. I noticed some males exchange glances with each other whilst the others whose backs turned on us peered at me over their shoulders. Clearing my throat, I pulled Paula's neck sharply towards my lips and locked her in place, reaching her through mindlink. 'I can't talk here. It's not safe' I say and she stares at me in utter bewilderment.Rolling her chocolate brown eyes, she presse
BARBARAPresent time...If there is one thing I'm sure about Alpha Victor, it's that he hates the Wade brothers. Deeply. His hatred for them is like hot, burning lava erupting from a volcano that has been active for years, since the two of them were born. He hates them for the fact that despite being at a young age, Alexander had already surpassed him in terms of wealth and strength, connections as well as power only he could possess in his wildest dreams. Every wolf in Blue Mountains Pack is not ignorant of our alpha's intense thirst for power, that he's done everything to make us who we are today. I remember when he used to let us train a day long. When one of us makes a wrong move or complain about being exhausted, his beta would let us train 'til after midnight. All of us thought it's what's best for the pack, and that Aloha Victor was doing this for the better. To make us stronger than the rest of the packs in United States. For years, we've been made to believe our strength and
45 ALEXANDER Marching my way into the packhouse belonging to the Blue Mountains pack, I circled my eyes through the hallway, examining the whole place along with the faces of each werewolf who refuses to meet my gaze. Even from a distance I could practically see their bodies tremble and their lips quiver in utter fear. As I stepped further inside the main hall, I saw a little girl heading to my direction. One look at her sweet face and I felt my heart melt at the sight of pure innocence coming my way. I planned to kneel and receive her in my arms when a woman, who I guessed was the girl’s mother, dragged her away from me. Throwing me nervous glances with eyes filled with extreme fear. I stopped in my tracks. Watching them walk away whilst the little girl’s subtle cries resonated across the hall. Even when I could barely hear the girl’s cries anymore, I couldn’t erase the image of that woman’s fearful eyes off my mind. I whipped my head and saw the same look in the eyes of other wer
46ELEANORI felt my body stir on the bed and suddenly, my eyes were forced open at the sound of vague whispers. Even now, I can hear it like she was still there, whispering into my ear.‘Leave, Eleanor. Leave before it’s too late,’ She’d whispered the words into my ear as I stared at myself in the mirror of the dressing room that day. She was there too. Her curly red hair contradicted her empty grey eyes. I’d wondered whether it was her natural color. Her reflection showed she was standing a little far from me although I could feel her breath pressing against my ear. Like the surging wind signaling a time of despair about to transpire. Through me.I had stared back into her gray eyes that didn’t seem to look directly at mine. Instead, her eyes stared seemingly through me. Into a dark space. Spinning around, I had waved my hand in front of her face, only to see no response of any sort. That was when I realized—she was blind.My hand had still been waving in the air when Linda had abru