Sierra pov.The next day, as I slowly open my eyes, I watch the room gradually fill with radiant light as the sun's warm embrace spills through the curtains. I rise from the bed and take a moment to absorb the transformed beauty of my surroundings.A sense of melancholy weighs upon me, and I instinctively raise my hands to cradle my aching head, feeling the heaviness of sorrow within me. My body trembles, and I struggle to regain my focus, my mind clouded and scattered. Though the desire to stand surges within me, the weight of despair keeps me anchored to the bed, compelling me to remain seated, my gaze wandering once more.With my hands shielding my face, I can almost sense the fragility of my emotions, as if my very eyes might spill forth tears of their own accord. The reasons behind my despondency elude me, but I understand that if this feeling persists, there will be no one to offer solace.Summoning all my strength, I compel my weary limbs to rise, guiding myself towards the doo
Sierra pov.As I gazed upwards, my eyes caught sight of Williams, and a fleeting moment of joy surged within me.He let the cutlass fall to the grass, turning his gaze towards everyone, and an air of fear caused them to retreat, trembling."What is the matter with you all?" he bellowed, his eyes scanning each face, including the one who dared to wield the blade against me.With simmering anger in his voice, he approached the man, lifting him forcefully."Who granted you the authority to act as you please?" His words rang out, causing the man to cower, eyes cast downwards in fear."Apologies, sir. She has committed countless sins, and I believed it best to bring an end to her here."A chill ran down my spine upon hearing those words, unable to fathom the sinister plan that lay in store for my demise."What did she do to deserve such punishment, to warrant the severing of her hands?" William's voice boomed once more, tightening his grip around the man's neck. The man's finger quivered a
Sierra pov.My hands were trembling in fear as I stared at Alex, who lay helpless on the ground. I glanced up at Williams as he approached me, his eyes filled with anger."What have you done?" he yelled, causing a wave of terror to course through my body. Suddenly, a chill ran down my spine.Without wasting a moment, he picked up Alex, and blood dripped from her head as he swiftly carried her out of the room. Just as I was about to follow, he stopped and turned to look at me."It's best if you stay here. Don't come out."My heart raced, and I dreaded the thought of the villagers or anyone else discovering what I had done.I sat on the bed, my eyes fixated on the spilled food on the floor. Fear consumed me, and I hugged my legs tightly, uncertain of what to do next."What have I done?" I whispered to myself, struggling to comprehend the events unfolding before me.I stood up, my heart pounding in my chest, and began pacing around the room. The weight of the world pressed upon me, and I
Sierra pov.My hands were tied tightly with a coarse rope, cutting into my skin, and a similar restraint encircled my neck, making it difficult to breathe. I was bound to a towering tree, my body exhausted and trembling.I endured relentless stoning, assaulted by a barrage of rocks and debris from every direction. My clothing was tattered and soiled, a testament to the hatred the villagers harbored towards me. Ashamed, I lowered my gaze, avoiding the piercing stares of the crowd.The physical pain inflicted upon me paled in comparison to the heart-wrenching ache of being rejected by my own kind. The torment of knowing my loved ones now regarded me with regret sliced through me like a thousand blades.Examining my hands, battered and caked in dirt and wounds, I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to escape the reality that haunted me since the day I was born.Outside, the clamor of people's angry shouts echoed, but gradually, a hushed presence enveloped the surroundings. Opening my eyes, I c
Sierra pov.It had been an excruciating ordeal, a relentless torment that I endured, yet I persevered. I acknowledge that I deserve the consequences that have befallen me today. I made a solemn vow to myself never to succumb to the illusion that love would liberate me.Now, I have become an outcast in the village, relegated to the role of a lowly maid. Every villager treats me as though I am a space, an insignificant void in their lives.As I toiled, I observed my mother's tear-filled eyes, unable to bear witnessing her daughter in such a wretched state. Anguish engulfed her, shattering her spirit at the sight of me.A desperate urge surged within me to run into her arms, seeking solace. However, I suppressed it, realizing that it would only amplify my suffering.While washing the dishes of the villagers who had just feasted in celebration of the clan's bountiful harvest, I was handed their leftovers as my meager sustenance. The tears welled in my eyes as hunger gnawed at my insides.
Sierra pov.I just stood there, transfixed, unable to tear my gaze away from Henry. It was him, unmistakably him. I wanted to approach, to make a move, but a surge of emotions overwhelmed me, leaving me frozen in indecision."Henry," I whispered, my voice barely audible. Tears welled up in my eyes as I locked eyes with him, the realization sinking in.I reached out tentatively, my hands trembling, and brushed my fingers against his cheek. Joy washed over me, mingling with the tears that streamed down my face. I had believed I would never see him again after he mentioned his newfound partner, and in his absence, I had felt adrift. But here he was, in the flesh. As he pulled away slightly, I stared into his eyes one more time, my heart swelling with affection. He smiled, a balm to my soul.He turned his attention to Nora, who had been fixated on Alex, seemingly preparing to take action. Henry approached her, gently pulling her away from Alex. Yet, there lingered a hint of fear in Alex's
Sierra pov.I stood waiting for an answer, desperate to know why. Why did he tell me he had found his mate? Why did he lie and leave me all alone?With tear-streaked eyes, I gazed at him, searching for the truth. He approached me, gently wiping the tears from my face."I'm sorry," he said, his voice filled with sadness. "I'm sorry I had to lie. I did it to ensure your well-being."I watched him speak, a surge of anger building within me. Before he could utter another word, my hand connected with his cheek, leaving both him and Nora in shock."I thought you were my friend," I said, tears streaming down my face. "I thought friends were meant to stand together, to help each other. But all you did was abandon me."As he reached out to touch me, I recoiled, still overwhelmed with tears.Just as I was about to walk away, Nora stood in my path. I could see the tears in her eyes, too, and before I knew it, she pulled me into a tight embrace."I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you. It was my f
Sierra pov.As his lips delicately brushed against mine, I instinctively pulled away, my gaze locked into his piercing eyes. "I'm so sorry, Henry, but I just can't do this right now," I whispered, my voice heavy with remorse.Turning abruptly, I hurried back to where Nora stood, my heart burdened by the weight of my actions. Henry emerged from the woods after some time, slowly approaching the spot where Nora and I stood. Avoiding his gaze, I averted my eyes, overwhelmed by shame, feeling responsible for the chaos unfolding in my life."So, Sierra, would you consider moving in with me? It might be best if you come stay with me in the Shadowclaws pack. I promise to protect you, and perhaps you can start afresh there," Nora's words echoed in my ears, rendering me speechless. I lowered my gaze, my sadness evident, grappling with the uncertainty of making the right choice.Raising my eyes, I found myself meeting the expectant stares of Henry and Nora, their silent anticipation urging me to
Sierra pov.It had been three months since I lost my child, and I was still residing in Dean Castle. I felt scared because Linda, without fail, always made sure my life became a living hell.I had tried everything to be kind to her, but she incessantly blamed me for joining the Ghost Pack and stealing Dean away from her, which was far from the truth.Most of the time, I hid in my room, afraid to come out, as if this were just another nightmare to endure.As I sat on my bed, contemplating my next move, a knock on the door startled me. I gazed at it with trepidation as it slowly opened, revealing Linda's presence.I wondered why she had come or if she had come to turn my life into a living nightmare.I observed as she approached me with a smile and sat down beside me. It was the first time she smiled at me, and I couldn't discern if it was a jest or if she had genuinely decided to be pleasant."Are you okay?" I inquired, as she continued to gaze at me, her smile still intact.I remained
Alex pov.After we both started walking, I couldn't help but hold onto William's arm tightly, and soon we arrived at the castle."Why did you leave without telling me?" I heard him say, his voice filled with a mix of curiosity and concern, as I turned to look at him."Well, I thought you needed some time alone," I replied, trying to explain my actions.Upon hearing my response, he gently turned me around, his strong grip enveloping my hands, and locked his gaze with mine."You're going to be my Luna soon, so why don't you start acting like one?" he said, his tone both gentle and commanding.I pulled my hands away from his, feeling a surge of frustration rise within me, as I continued to stare at him intently."Well, you never stop thinking about her, so how am I supposed to feel comfortable telling you that I want to take a walk outside the castle?" I shouted, my voice echoing through the empty halls. Realizing the intensity of my outburst, I took a deep breath and glanced up at Willi
Alex pov.For days now, I haven't laid eyes on Sierra (which was actually a good thing). I glide through my castle with a sense of pride, knowing that soon all of this will be mine.The past few days have left me astounded. William hasn't driven me away or uttered a single complaint about Sierra. The thought of her has not crossed his lips.I close my eyes, and a cool breeze gently passes through me, bestowing upon me a profound sense of calm and relaxation.If Sierra hasn't returned yet, does it mean she might have gone with Henry?Confusion engulfs me, and I struggle to discern my thoughts. It feels as if my mind is teetering on the edge of insanity. What if Sierra has informed him that I abducted her? Will all my plans crumble to dust?Placing my hands on my head, I attempt to ease my troubled mind and temporarily forget about Sierra."I believe it is time for a walk downtown," I whisper with a smile, embarking on a journey beyond the castle walls.The way the people show their res
Sierra pov.Hearing those words, I couldn't help but lose focus on myself, as if the world had already forgotten about me. The weight of Dean's gaze filled me with guilt, and I felt as if my life had become an utter mess."I'm sorry," Dean kept saying, his eyes filled with pity and hurt."Why me?" I whispered, feeling weak and bewildered, no longer knowing what was happening around me.Dean moved closer, pulling me gently until my head rested on his shoulder. Tears flowed uncontrollably from my eyes, and I felt utterly shattered, as if the world had turned its back on me."Why do I have to face such bad luck? Why does it have to be me? What has my child done to deserve being taken away from me? Why?" My words barely escaped my lips, choked with pain.I couldn't help but feel broken inside, and Dean held me tightly. Regret washed over me, realizing that coming here had been a mistake. What would happen when Henry and Williams found out that my child was gone?What would Williams do if
Sierra pov.I quickly pulled away after hearing that shout—it was Linda's voice, and I think she caught us.I was so caught off guard that I didn't know what I had just done. I ran away and headed to the bathroom, quickly locking the door behind me.What is going on with me? Why am I making such mistakes? I felt helpless, so I cried, not knowing what to do.I think it's best if I just leave this place; otherwise, everything will only get worse by the second.I was so scared of myself; I hated what I had just done every second.I stayed there, and Dean kept calling my name, asking me to open the door, but I just sat there, not even getting up.This was worse than what I faced in the Lycan pack. Isn't it better if I just stayed there and became a slave for everyone to use?"Sierra, open up," Dean's voice pleaded, but I remained silent."Please, just open it. I'm sorry."Hearing him say that, I felt like hitting him. Did he just say he was sorry? He said the opposite a minute ago, and al
Sierra pov.I pushed him away forcefully, my instinct taking control, and without a second thought, I slapped him. Fear washed over me immediately, consuming my senses, as I grappled with the reality of what I had just done."Sorry," I whispered softly, my voice barely audible, as I turned on my heels and fled towards the solace of my room.Upon reaching the refuge of my chamber, I closed the door behind me with a heavy heart, leaning against it for support. Confusion swirled within me, for he didn't even know me, yet professed his love.I covered my face with trembling hands, resting my head on my knees, desperately trying to make sense of the chaos that had entered my life. Why had the Goddess chosen to subject me to this living nightmare?The weight of the world seemed to descend upon me, as if doomsday itself loomed on the horizon, ready to crash down upon me without mercy. I couldn't shake the feeling that my life had become a tangled mess, and the timing couldn't have been worse
Sierra pov.As I witnessed her utter those words, it felt as though a sharp knife had been mercilessly thrust into my being. Overwhelmed by the pain, I instinctively clutched my stomach, squeezing my eyes shut in an attempt to regain composure and catch my breath.Should I distance myself from this pack as well? Merely contemplating the things she said fills me with an overwhelming sense of fear.Tears began streaming down my face, my heart shattered into countless pieces, leaving me utterly lost and clueless about what to do next. If only Henry were here, he could find a way to bring a smile to my face.I shifted my gaze towards the ceiling, fixating on it for several minutes, and gradually, the agony started to dissipate, leaving behind a faint glimmer of happiness.Fatigue started to wash over me, and the desire to slumber indefinitely, never to awaken, crept into my consciousness. However, just as I was about to surrender to sleep's embrace, an abrupt knock disrupted my tranquilit
Sierra pov.I could not help but pull away after hearing voice behind us. I turned, only to see Linda standing there, looking at us.She walked over to where Dean and I were, and I could see the anger in her eyes as she looked directly at me.I wanted to walk away, wanted to run and hide, but I just stood frozen in place."What are you doing here, Linda?" Dean asked her, as I watched him turn and stare at her.Linda was so angry that she didn't even look at Dean, but focused solely on me."Is she really someone you want to help, or are you having an affair with her?"I looked up at her, trying to let her know it was a mistake. I hated coming here; I could have just stayed in that old house in the woods and let Alex kill me instead.I watched as Dean dragged her and pulled her closer with force. I could see how he held her tightly, and she yelled in pain."She is a friend, Linda, and you are my Luna. I was only trying to help her; she needs help. Can't you see the condition she's in?"
Sierra pov.I stood frozen in place, unable to move, as I caught sight of her seated there, her eyes fixed on me. What did she want? Was something wrong?She gracefully rose from the bed and made her way toward me, her every movement captivating my attention."I can see that my Alpha is quite intrigued by you. By the way, what are your plans for coming here?" she inquired, her voice carrying a hint of menace, as though she could annihilate me with just a glance.Feeling overwhelmed, I averted my gaze, unsure of how to respond. Why was she asking such a question?At a loss for words, I remained silent, incapable of formulating a suitable answer. I had no plans for coming here; all I yearned for was freedom and a chance to live a different life.Looking back up at her, I could sense her impatience, the disapproval evident in her demeanor. It seemed clear that she harbored no fondness for me."Sorry, Luna, but I have no plans," I stammered, a tinge of fear betraying my eyes.She stood th