Thora's pov
I have been in hell, in mental hell to be exact. I don't know how many days it has been , since I was brought here.
My mind was not mine it seemed.
With the same nightmares and dreams day and night. I almost forgot how the real world looked like. I see a tree...a big tree in a forest everytime and it feels like it's calling me.
I don't know if it exists also or no, if yes I don't know where it is.
But my soul, it is attracted to it like anything before. The death wolf no longer interacts with me and I am thankful.
Yet I am aware that it doesn't need to now, when it can take over my body any second on its own.
When I am just a puppet in it's hand.
My thoughts are interrupted by a kick in my stomach, and I clench onto Daniel's collar tightly. My eyes stop at the figure
Loud howls echo around as silver chains bind the werewolf king ,in the their restraints.A circle of werewolves surrounding him, calling him a betrayer and backstabber of their kind."Kill him! Kill him!""He is supporting those hunters!""He is with that girl!""A betrayer!""A murderer! Murderer!""Kill him!"The voices echo as Volkan struggled with consciousness. Blood dropping down from the stabs on his chest and leg.His arms stretches to either side,by chains held my the werewolves on either side. His feet tied in shackles.Inspite of being surrounded by chaos, his mind was calm.The hope of having his Thora alive and breathing, making him surrender to everyone's hatred willingly."Kill him! Kill him!!"The voices echo around like a thumping drum in his head, and he struggled to open his eyes and see at the massacre surrounding him.Despite being outnumbered, the hunters have almo
"Restrain me to best of your chains.Hate me to the core of your veins.Kill me in the most brutal inhuman ways.But remember, if by mistake you fail to end my pains.I will rise, making you all wish you hadn't played death's game." ..........The battlefield was covered in colour of blood, as dark skies over casted the horrors below. The eyes of the audience were set on the figure in front, the very person they had looked upon their entire life, was now nothing but a betrayal in their eyes.Laying on the floor in his wolf form, with the whips still hitting his back. He barely moved, testing the patience of the one supposed to be his harbinger of death."Continue!"Charlotte orders when the punisher stops for a second. While sitting there on the throne of the Queen.Enjoying the power and control ,she worked so long to achieve..
The Rise of death wolf 18 years laterRiverwhale Human grounds.Winterhale high School.A bell rings making the children to flood in ,in the corridors of the human school.The usual chatter echoing around.Within minutes, the place looks deserted as all students settle in their respective classes.Except for one."Sh**! Sh**! Sh**! I am late again!'She exclaims, talking to herself. Her old white sneakers screeching against the tiled floor of the school corridor.As she runs along the empty hall.Her long brown hair flowing in the air,and those unique pair of grey eyes looking at the class doors in anxiousness.Coming to an abrupt halt, her shoes screech ag
Alexandria povI feel really offended now. Why did he acted like that?The next week he came and ignored me completely.Like I didn't existed.We didn't talk after that, not even a word.I didn't mind though. But he didn't had to make it so obvious by telling Mrs Fernandes, that she can pair him with any girl except for me for our next project.It's fine. I can do the project without any help or partner. But why was he making everyone know about it?I agree our thinking may be different, but then why so much hate?What an asshol*!My thoughts are interrupted by a sharp pain in my stomach. Aghhh these period pains hurt so bad this time.They were never like this before..I suppress a scream, by biting my lip. My hands clenching my stomach as I lean further on the table.Sweat is running down my forehead and I feel really hot.Do I have a fever?
Alexandria struggles with consciousness. A whimper leaving her lips as she holds her stomach and turns into a ball while laying on the marbled slab.Her hands clenched in fists as she sees the boy getting beaten to pulp in front of her eyes.SilasThe man was unstoppable. Seeing red. And she had no doubt in this, that he will kill the boy."You dare to touch what's mine!""You piece of sh**!""Me...rcy....y...our....highn...ess...I ... didn't knew...""Please...."Alexandria couldn't understand much. Her own mind numb. As she sees Silas choking the man. The man thrashing under her grip."Ahh sto....p...""I will fuc*ing kill you!""Stop! Silas... please..."He stills hearing her sayi
Alexandria's povIt's dark. Too dark for my eyes to gather my surroundings. I blink my eyes, thinking of them to be closed. To only find them open.Where am I?Hello?I speak in my cracking voice. To hear nothing. A cold gust of wind hits me instead. And I shiver. Hugging myself.Gulping,I step forward into the depths of unknown. To only hear a low growl, more of a painful whimper.And I still. Looking around in worry.Was any animal injured here?Hello?I speak again, a little more confident this time. Eager to help. To only hear the sound again.I walk in the direction of it, not caring about anything. The way back, lost but the urge to help the animal in need ardent.My footsteps slow down to come to a standstill as I realise from where the voice
Alexandria's povI shift uncomfortably in my bed. Sleep lost as that scene rewinds in my mind again and again.Those green eyes, look at me in ways I can't decipher."Breathe , little one"I hear his voice in my head and I bolt up. Sitting on my bed in attention, looking around.To find nothing.Strange.I look out of the window, to see the weather stormy. There is no one Alexandria. Calm down. Gulping the glass of water kept on the side table, I run my hand through my hair.Sighing heavily.To only find beads of sweat running down my forehead.It can't be. I am imagining his voice in my head.It has to be.Laying back on the bed again. I look up at the ceiling. Scolding myself.We can't get distracted Alex. We ne
¶Silas Anderson Dawson pov¶.......................................................I stare at the girl sitting in front of me. Oblivious of the lame jokes my pack members were cracking beside me.Her waist length brown hair, descend down her back like waves to sprawl on my table. And my fingers twitch, to feel their soft texture.Control Silas.What the hell is wrong with you?A cold breeze, hits through the windows and I feel her heavenly scent hit me.Fuc*!Clenching my fist, I lean back on my seat. Trying to maintain the distance between us. My foot resting on her footrest.Your highness? Where are you lost?I look back at Neil, my third in command to only move my head in a no.NothingI can't tell anyone about her. I can't trust anyone. Everyone