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*This chapter will be edited soon*My naked body was all crumpled up from the coldness of the morning as I forced my heavy eyelids to open up. The blurriness of my vision could only see the rising sun that shone its gracious rays through the spaces of the leaves. Tall trees were dancing with the wind as the birds chirped with the blow of the gentle wind. I tried to move my body but the pain was still engraved all over my muscles through my bones.Recalling what had happened to me last night, I still can’t comprehend that I, with no doubt, turned into a werewolf. I don’t know how deep I got into the woods since the last thing I remember is seeing the reflection of my werewolf form on the car’s window. None of these things are processing fast into my mind but I am somehow accepting what I truly am. This re
After telling Giofré that I was one of them, I was a bit ashamed. I think it was because I’d grown to hate the werewolves because of my misconception about my parents’ death, and I had always perceived them as an abomination. All these years I resented that creature, I turned out to be one of them and that wasn’t the easiest to accept. I had no idea what happened to me during the full moon. All I felt at that time was the crawling of my skin, the tremendous pain of my bones breaking, and my mind going blank. I was scared at that moment; I didn’t know what would happen to me. But I couldn’t stop myself from turning because Aunt Odessa wasn’t there and I was forced to accept my excruciating fate.“Portia,” Giofré spoke as he laid a hand on mine, “I know th
I watched as Tobias disappeared from the distant. When he was out of sight, I turned my back around to face Giofré who was now standing in front of me. His eyes were fixated to where Tobias had gone before his gaze completely landed at me. With his brows drawing together, I shrugged at his reaction and sighed for I knew how much he resented seeing Tobias around.“What the hell is he talking with you?” he asked with a scowl on his face.I glanced back behind me and answered, “He wants me to send you a message.”“He’s the rogue of the pack, we don’t need him.”“He said that there was a threat in the pack. The Silver Stag came here to hunt some werewolves during the full moon and he told me that I should warn you about this.”The scowl on his face turned to a stoic look and hi
After paying the fare, I got out of the cab and shut the door close before the driver hit the road. As the breeze blew on my skin, I tucked my hands inside the pocket of my coat and turned my back around to face the luminous, green grass sprawled on the roadside. I took a deep breath as I viewed the foot of the mountain from a distance as I watched the crows flew from one tree to another. The place was empty and there wasn’t anyone here but me. Silence reverberated in the vicinity and the only thing I heard was the whistle of the wind.I had already anticipated this: the deafening silence, the eerie atmosphere, and the emptiness. But I was still uncertain of the coven residing here that Aunt Odessa was talking about. I was keeping my fingers crossed that I would find some answers today because I didn’t come here for nothing.
She turned her back on me, clasping her hands together before her eyes met mine. Heaving a deep sigh, she flashed me a weak smile as I stared at her in anticipation.“Moon Goddess Selene ordered me to protect you. Having the blood of a werewolf flowing through your body is hard to suppress, no matter how much I tried to cloak you with a spell. So we have to keep you from knowing your true nature to keep you safe and to protect you from the humans who killed your parents. Since you’re the last living werewolf of your bloodline, the goddess wants you alive for the posterity of werewolves,” she explained.“So that time when my father handed me to you, that’s when Goddess Selene ordered you to keep me alive,” I concluded as soon as my realization struck me. “But I thought werewolves are afraid of witches? Why would you take
Mating— the most significant part of werewolves’ lives. I first heard about it when I saw a mark on Valerie’s back. In my research about mating, it stated that the goddess chooses who you were destined with. I was a newly turned werewolf and I was still figuring out how I could deal with this. “How did you know about this?” I asked in disbelief. “I will explain everything to you. But right now, I needed you to see this.” She gestured her hand on her side, averting her attention to something else as I did the same. When I turned to look at what Aunt Odessa was trying to show me, she transported me to a different place again. It was a different village— smaller than the other ones I’d seen. Heads of some wild boars and ot
After knowing that I slept for a while because I was in another time and place during that slumber, I immediately went back home to hopefully rest. My mind was racing and I couldn’t think straight because of the thoughts that began to devour my head. It felt as though I’d only been with Aunt Odessa less than a day, I didn’t expect it to last this long.I went back to my apartment as soon as I woke up from my slumber in the forest. I laid on the ground for days and I was supposed to feel rested, but I didn’t. My head was heavy, my back ached so bad, and I could barely walk from exhaustion. It was as if I’d ran a marathon or did a long-hour hike by myself. Maybe it was the fact that I traveled in another time and since my mind was overwhelmed by the things I’d learned from Aunt Odessa, I became mentally tired and my body suddenly stopped properly functioning.
“What?” I asked, just in case I heard him wrong.“Nothing.” He shook his head and fidgeted his hands. “I just don’t know if we can trust him again.”“I’m also unsure, but we need to try. It’s painful for me to accept Valerie’s death, and I was beyond mad at Tobias because he killed her. But right now, we don’t have a choice. Humans are gonna come after us and if we refuse to unite, we will lose against them,” I pointed out.I once loved Tobias. I trusted him, I gave my heart wholly, and I accepted him. But he ruined all of those when he killed Valerie. His lies were painful enough to make me turn away from our relationship, but I didn’t because
A few years later I peered through the oven before grabbing the potholder and pulled it open. The smoke and the aroma of the freshly cooked chicken made its way through the kitchen, as I laid it on the counter. I saw someone moved at the side of my eye and when an arm suddenly laced around my lower torso, I giggled and turned my back around to face Giofré. “Hey,” he said in a husky voice before leaning his face to me and placed a kiss on my lips. I curled my lips to a smile and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Hey, hun. Have you already considered my proposal?” “You’re making it sound like we’re dealing a business matter.” Giofré chuckled before pulling away from me. He moved to my side and opened the fridge, getting a glass pitcher before continuing, “I’m still not sure about it.” “Why not?” I shrugged. “I mean, we’re not leaving this town completely. There’s
It had been a few months after that tremendous crisis we had gone through in defeating the dark soul and the other supernatural creatures that dared to destroy our living. We had survived that tribulation and we managed to get back up and rebuild everything that was destroyed, especially our pack. It still hadn’t struck us that the war was over, and the crippling anxiety was still lingering around. But those circumstances taught us the biggest lesson in life: no matter how hard it gets or how unbearable life gets, you get back up and fight. It felt as though we were trained as soldiers—battle through hardships and face the biggest hurdles that came along the way, not knowing if we would survive. But we fought anyway because we had some people to protect—those people we cared about. I once thought that, perhaps, I was supposed to get rid of all the pain in order to find genuine happiness. But I figured,
The veins bulging from Elspeth’s face began to diminish and she fluttered her lids open, gasping for air as she came back to life once the knife was pulled out of her. But when she tried to move from her spot, she failed because her body seemed to froze because of the spell Aunt Odessa cast upon her. With fury building up in her eyes, she stared at Aunt who was chanting under her breath while sprinkling some salt on top of her. She screamed in torment as soon the particles touched her skin, and I could imagine how much it must’ve hurt her. It might’ve felt like there was a burning sensation on her flesh because of the smoke her skin emanated as soon as the salt landed on her. She groaned loudly, too loud that not even the rainstorm could overpower her ear-splitting voice. As Aunt Odessa continuously chanted the Latin words written on the pages, the wind became more aggressive, making me almost lose my balance. The candles were still lit and the wind didn’t swe
Agatha opened the trunk as I dropped Elspeth’s body inside, with the knife still plunged in her back. Her pale skin turned to grey and purplish veins became prominent on her skin, some even bulged in her neck and face. As soon as I got Elspeth inside, I turned to look at my right and spotted Lucas and Weston, running toward the car while Lucas lifted a body on his shoulder. I motioned them to hurry and, once they were already in front of me, Lucas dropped the body beside Elspeth. His face immediately came into my view—eyes shut close, mouth parted, and his skin was almost as pale as Elspeth. My heart clenched at the sight of him and I couldn’t help but cover my mouth in shock. I hadn’t seen him after the incident and it pained me tremendously that this was what happened to him. All of these, defeating the dark soul and the vampire, was for him and the pack. Though his loss caused me to be wretched inside, it brought out the suppressed st
We arrived at the mountain of witches, venturing through the forest with my arms wrapped around the book protectively. All of their attention averted to me as soon as we halted, so I roamed my eyes around and took a deep breath. “Aunt!” I shouted, but my voice was overpowered by the thunder. “Aunt Odessa, we have something for you!” The vigorous wind caused the leaves that had fallen from the trees to fly around us as we scooted closer to one another. And just as I thought that Aunt Odessa wouldn’t appear immediately, I heard her voice from behind me saying, “Portia.” I turned my back to face her and when she noticed the book in my grasp, there was a sudden spark in her eyes. She tugged her thin lips to a half-smile and slowly approached our vicinity. “We got the grimoire you were looking for.” I
Our clothes were soaking wet because of the rainstorm and we had to drop by in Giofré’s house to find some clothes to wear. And since almost all of our stuff were stuck there, we managed to change our clothes so we could head to our destination which was the library. Library of Hillford was the oldest library in this town and was the main library of this city. It was one of the largest libraries in this country, containing the oldest—ancient—books that only the Hillford was authorized to have. I remembered, during high school, I had been there once. It was for a research and when we got the chance to use the computers, we found some skeptical files in there that the librarian was quick to notice. As soon as they thought we were snooping around—like what usual highschoolers do—we were kicked out. That was the only memory I had in that place, never had I thought that the grimoire would lead us to that lib
I approached the voice and, as I got closer to the end of the hall, the light of the torch reflected to the iron bar where I spotted Weston, seated on the ground near the rusted bars. He was staring at me in dismay, his eyes hinted sorrow as if he was about to tear up. He tilted his head down to hide his face, shifting from his seat before he sighed. “Weston,” I mumbled his name, walking closer before crouching down beside him. The muffled groan of the werewolves inside this place was the only thing I could hear aside from our heavy breathing. “I’ll get you out of here.” I gripped my free hand on the bar and immediately flinched as soon as I realized that it was made of silver. Silver tarnishes because of the sulfur substance in the air. “You can’t get me out of here.” His voice was laced with hopelessness. “And I do not know if I can still fight.” “If I can muster enough strength, t
Under the stormy night where darkness engulfed the forest and the trees were soaked up with rain, their branches falling on the ground as their leaves rustled, we ventured through the woods and hid behind a huge rock that stood just in front of the warlock’s tower. We viewed the vampires guarding the place from afar and we kept our noises as inaudible as possible so they wouldn’t sense that there were other creatures around. As we held the wooden stakes, with Agatha holding the crossbow, we all stared at each other to plan for an attack. “There are about twenty of them outside the tower, and some were roaming around inside,” Lucas said, peering through the huge rock as Agatha and I leaned against it. “We already manage to escape kill most of them last time, I’m sure we can do it again. Maybe we have more advantage because of these weapons.” “But what if the warlock suddenly shows up?” Agatha asked and I sighed in frustration. &nb
“We’ve been in the dwarves’ village to find some answers. They told us that only the witches have the ability to resurrect a dead body. But since the nature wouldn’t allow this loophole to maintain the balance, it was near to impossible to find a grimoire containing a complex magic,” I told Aunt Odessa but she shook her head as if disagreeing from what I said. “There’s, indeed, a grimoire containing the spell that could resurrect any creatures.” She pulled away from me, her hands falling to her side as she started pacing back and forth. I glanced at Lucas and Agatha and noticed that they were already shivering from the cold atmosphere, but they chose to stay in my vicinity to watch me intently as I talked to my aunt. Agatha mumbled something under her breath, mouthing what now to me. “You’ve seen the grimoire?” I asked, raising my brows and casually glancing