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