And there has been a turn-around. Our FL is angryyy! Lol… Do you like her new resolve¿ See yA!
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Day Eight ~ ]“Hey.” “Hey.” I crawled over to the cell cages to get close to the Hencher Mistress who was crouched on the other side and I smiled at her genuinely as I put my hand through one of the cell cages to hold her hand. I had been raging and scowling before— angrily wincing due to the huge cut on my wrist, but seeing her now drove away those aggrieved expressions instantly. I didn’t know how she had gotten into the Dungeons but I didn’t care. I was just happy to see her.She was the only one that was exempted from my hate— she and Clord apparently, because Clord has also been nice to me. But then Clord’s niceness could never be compared to the Hencher Mistress’. Anytime I see her, I grow teary because I feel like my guardian has come— my comfort. It’s crazy but that’s really how I feel whenever I see her and even now, I was already teary looking at her.She took my hand gently in hers and it filled me with comforting warmth that I didn’t want to let go of h
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Day Eight ~ ]I panicked so badly that it was visible even though I was trying to hide it. My scowl was broken. Taka opened up the cell cage with extra satisfaction now and then he dragged me out using my dress as his anchor.I followed him obediently so that he wouldn’t tear my dress and then when I got outside the cell, the anchor was switched so that my hair became the new anchor.You should know Ivanka had taken charge.She likes to pull me by my hair so I knew she would grab hold of my hair but what I didn’t know was that it would hurt so much. And then I realized that it was because my hair was much shorter now— thanks to Abasha, so Ivanka’s grip was closer to my skull now, hence tighter. I winced in pain as Ivanka led the way, pulling me with her strong grip on my hair. Tears glossed up my eyes in that moment, but they weren’t tears of pain. They were tears of fear. I dreaded meeting Dolores. Before the Palace and all its torturous entities, there was Dol
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Day Nine ~ ]Suicide. I was really considering it now…So many bad things were happening. It had been happening only to me and I was cool with that but now it’s beginning to affect the people I care about. The Hencher Mistress and Clord. They were suffering because of me…I was wretched to the extent that my wretchedness was spreading to those around me. I was miserable to the extent that my misery was contagious and now, because of my jinxing self, Dolores was now the Hencher Mistress and Clord was out in the wild of the Reigns, struggling to stay alive.— if he’s not already dead.I was tortured by Dolores yesterday, but all the things she had done to me didn’t hurt more than the fact that the Hencher Mistress and Clord had met an ill fate because of me— and Dolores had done a lot to me. The Hencher Mistress had lost her title, her esteem, her deference, and her respect and was now a fucking slave because of me!I hated myself… and this was why committing suicide
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Night Time ~ ]I had gone from being a living being to being a prop. Today, the Alpha Queen had revealed that to me and there was no argument whatsoever that could prove her wrong.I no longer own my life. The Royals and the people owned me now as that had been proven to me today.There I was, naked and tied to the wooden post for their fancy. They threw fruits at me… and then they threw stones. They were so entertained that heavy stones didn’t seem heavy to them anymore, and this led to them almost killing me with it. They would have bashed my body open with those rocks if he hadn’t stepped in and stopped them on time.I’m talking about Prince Landon. He had strictly instructed them not to throw rocks or any hard objects at me and I was supposed to show him gratitude.But gratitude my foot!I had scowled at him instead. With tears in my eyes and the aggrieved expression on my face, I showed him I hated him for I knew that his attempt to stop them from stoning me t
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Night Time ~ ]I scowled at her.I wanted to break through the camel cages and lung at her to peel her skin right off her face, but I climbed down the shabby stool and strolled closer to her instead.Her saving grace were the bars of metal between us.I clenched my fists. “Hear you out?” I repeated in disbelief. I didn’t believe she had said those words right to my face.She was still sobbing and crying before me and this made me crazily angry. My former expression of gloom was taken away and was replaced by rage now and I could only use it to yell.“I said get out, you Punic wretch!” I yelled again. “Leave me alone!” I voiced and she closed her eyes as more tears poured out of them.I backed away a bit now as I took in her expression and then I spun around and roamed my gaze round the room in search of any item I could use to hit, shove, or stab her. I hated the fact that she thought she could use her tears to entice me.I didn’t see any hard objects now. I only saw
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Day Ten ~ ]I didn’t kill myself.For some reason, I hadn’t felt like doing it anymore after Anika’s narration but it didn’t mean I didn’t feel wretched. It didn’t mean I wasn’t still emotionally broken. And as for Anika, I had sent her away— After I had heard her narration, I had still sent her away. She had wanted me to forgive her but I just couldn’t. I was still very angry at her. I still felt like I hated her. Story or no story, she had landed me in this predicament, and even though it wasn’t her intention, I was still very mad at her. I don’t think I’ll be able to forgive her.“I’ll go and tell Prince Landon the truth.” She had said before she left and even though it had sounded like a relief, I didn’t feel relieved.I didn’t feel relieved because I knew she wasn’t going to achieve anything with that plan of hers. Ivanka was the one involved in this cascade of torture so I knew Anika’s attempt would be a vain one. But then I didn’t stop her. I didn’t care i
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Day Thirteen ~ ]Morning came and met me in my foul mood.I hadn’t slept.I hadn’t slept because I couldn’t do so with all the hate I was now carrying in my heart.I still wondered if the Hencher Mistress was okay but then I wasn’t sad about it anymore. Every sadness I felt was being translated into anger and resentment… and I didn’t mind. I was seated on the floor now and glaring in the direction the vile bunch would come from. I wanted them to come and get today’s torture over with so I was somewhat anticipating them, but then I didn’t see them for several moments. Soon my attention was diverted from waiting for them to looking at my body.— Some of my wounds were healing and I had scars forming now. I could see scars of random I’s, R’s, and S’s.. which stood for Ivanka, Ruika, and Sam— Dolores’ children.She had scourged me with these marks and wounds the other day as her own form of punishment and now, the wounds were healing and turning into a reminder that th
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Day Thirteen ~ ]“I need you to eat because you’re going to need your strength for tomorrow…”What do you mean?What is happening tomorrow?These were the questions I had asked Princess Anne following her weird statement… and these were the questions she had ignored. She had left me without attempting to answer any of them but then had also left me with a confusing line as usual. “You will either lose your life or someone else’s...” She had said as she left and I had stared at her until she was out of sight.I didn’t bother to ask her what she meant by that sentence because it didn’t matter to me. I was going to die tomorrow and be free of this world and its tortures so I didn’t have anything to do with her and her fatefully confusing words anymore.I was only grateful for the food— I was really grateful. The food had been the best thing that had happened to me since all these torture episodes started and I was thankful that Princess Anne’s crazy mind had led her to
{Ciril’s POV} The circle grew wider.Everyone around me trembled away when my scowl went from fierce to fiercer… and my eyes went from plain to glowing rage…I glared directly at Dylan. I hadn’t spoken or responded to his utterances all this while because I hoped to make a statement with my killing him so I motioned to do that now.But then with my gaze on him, he realized and swiftly jumped into the crowd of his warriors while someone yelled attack. With that, Dylan disappeared from my sight while bodies stormed at me from all sides.Some of the fighters were hesitant to attack since they were frightened by me but then some others weren’t so they stubbornly came for me.MistakeI could hear a hundred heartbeats..I could perceive a hundred scents.. And I could practically sense everyone around me as they moved so I knew every angle everyone was coming from. And with this, when they got to me, my actions spoke louder than theirs.All I needed was one blow— one blow to end their l
{Ciril’s POV} “Bring me her head!” “Check over there!” I heard Dylan’s voice… and I tensed. I couldn’t mistake it. He was my first mate ever and because of this, I had familiarized myself with parts of him during that little moment before he had rejected me that day in the Alpha Mansion’s grand Hall here at RawHowl several months ago.And one of the parts I had familiarized myself with was his voice… and so I was sure to my bones. Rowan, Feryt, and Clord panicked now. I could see it in their expressions and in their movements as they raced about the room, contemplating the next move they would make and measuring how dreadful our predicament was.I just stood there, motionless in the middle of the room… and I clenched my fists. “Ciril!” Feryt came up to me and poured on me her dread. “What are we going to do?! They are burning the whole place to the ground and will soon get to us!” She voiced in her trembling.“We can’t hide here! We are going to die!” Clord joined in the compl
{Ciril’s POV} ~ Three Days Later ~ I was standing in an open space. It’s been two days since that incident at that Neighboring Pack, Grayvel and I haven’t stopped thinking about it.— Or feeling good about it.Lives had been lost but it felt good knowing that I had made a difference.Yeah. Another thing to feel good about was the fact that I was beginning to make improvements in my training…“Okay, Ciril. Are you ready?” Clord asked me as he stood before me in the open space, wearing so many layers of clothes to the extent that he looked like a fat mannequin. He couldn’t even move properly. He was scared of me and emotionally scarred by me and Rowan had bid him to train with me today so that I could gain his confidence by not losing control and killing him once I went into the Celestial State. I was learning how to control myself. After almost killing Feryt and realizing I might mistakenly kill someone else in the future, I made it a must to have control of my powers so Clord h
{Ciril’s POV} It started to rain… and it took me a moment before I could register this.I was panting. I was panting hard.And then I was raging. Nothing was happening anymore but I had a sea of anger bubbling within me. The water started to splatter on my skin now and I threw my gaze up to glare at the skies like I wanted to attack it… but then I realized that it was just rain so I calmed down, and then I sighed.I poured out a heavy breath and stared at my body as the rain started beating me more furiously, washing all the blood that bathed my skin and clothes. I was still heaving and my claws were still out, but soon, with the chill of the rain, I calmed down and my eyes went back to normal. I blinked. I looked away from my claws now as I retracted them and I looked up to see all the dead bodies of Ferals before me— presented as disintegrated rotten flesh, splattered at random points on the ground.I drove my eyes about the scene as I took the sight in and then I heard voices s
{Ciril’s POV} I didn’t want to go… but I had to.People were in danger. And even if I wasn’t the Reignile Champion, going to help people in distress was the right thing to do, so this was the reason why I got up.Clord?Closed felt like he had no reason to go. He was strictly hesitant until Feryt poured on him one of her death glares and threatened to come to him. And so now, we were all darting through the woods, being led by Rowan towards the Pack in question. As we drew close, I started to hear screams that made my heart quicken its pace at once as I realized how serious the situation was.We took some turns and soon the Pack came into view. My heart…I saw people racing helter-skelter and then I saw some other people dead so that I tensed in fear. Clord, Rowan, and Feryt were several paces before me now as when I had caught sight of the scene, I had slowed down and started pacing slowly instead.I was overwhelmed with the sight.I knew I was to do something to help but at the s
{Ciril’s POV} I saw Abasha and I instantly trembled. She was someone I would never expect to see out here, but there she was standing at a fair distance away from us, smiling. My heart started to race…… and all the traumatizing memories of my doleful past started to come back to me.Fear claimed me.— Its chilly claws seized my lungs as I stared at her instead of helping Feryt or checking how badly she was injured. She rose up to a sitting position some seconds later before I realized that I had totally forgotten about her. “Feryt. Are you okay?” I promptly asked her now, forcing my gaze away from Abasha but still conscious of her presence.“I’m not.” Feryt complained while I helped her up, my eyes now back to monitoring Abasha. I didn't pay attention to what Feryt had just said and I ended up letting her go untimely as my entire focus was on Abasha. I had a scowl on as I stared at her but then my heart was really racing fast. Abasha soon noticed this as she stood defensively b
{Ciril’s POV} ~ The Next Day ~ A little recap from yesterday’s emotions hunt around RawHowl…Once I got into the Alpha Mansion, I tore it down.-End Of Recap-Sigh…Yesterday's events had put me through a lot.The first day we had come here to RawHowl, I hadn’t experienced any emotion that disconcerted me but then yesterday, as we started to go deeper and towards the more sensitive parts of RawHowl, things started to get more twitchy… and when we had gone to the Alpha Mansion, I had exploded.Literally. I had told Rowan that the Alpha Mansion was the most sensitive place to me and I had been right. I had been breathing crazily fast and waves of anger had stormed me once I stepped foot into the wretched place.And now, it was crumbled to the ground— All 10,000 square feet of it battered to dust. In addition, I had almost killed Rowan, Feryt, and Clord in my raging. I had almost buried them along with everything else in the Mansion but fortunately, the three of them had managed to es
{Ciril’s POV} Tears bathed my eyeballs as we went around RawHowl to see how broken and destroyed it was.This was the second day of doing this. We had gone around yesterday, and nothing in me was triggered so Feryt decided that we went around today also. And now we were doing just that. We were going deeper into the heart of RawHowl, towards the area where the Aloha Mansion was situated. And as we went now, something was beginning to happen. — while the others saw how broken down RawHowl was… I only saw how much it broke me.I was getting flashes from every angle and they scourging my being. If I didn’t know Feryt as a good friend from my childhood days, I would have definitely misinterpreted things and thought that she purposely brought me here to scourge and punish me.I was pushed to the back of the line now as I was walking slower than the rest of them. I didn’t want to do this.RawHowl was torn down by the Ferals— it was turned into a ruin due to the Feral’s rough and Britis
{Ciril’s POV} ~ Two Days Later ~ “What are you guys doing?” I asked as I came out of the cave to see Clord, Rowan, and Feryt chattering around the sitting wood blocks. It was morning time and I was apparently the last one to wake up from sleep. Even the Bears were up before me. Did I mention that those two Bears were now staying with us?Yeah. For some strange reason, they hadn’t left us since they followed us back to the Cave two days and for some stranger reason, they were now acting like pets rather than the Ferocious beastly creatures they were— especially to me. They were very drawn to me.“Nothing serious.” Feryt responded now as she got up to her feet to face me. “Clord was just explaining the details of how he thinks we could get you to enter your Glowing State.” She explained while I brushed my fingers through the dense but smooth furs of the Bears as they both strolled before me in a form of greeting. They rubbed their bodies on me as they went by before going to lie arou