He says in disbelief. Moving up his hand to touch me, to only stop.
Looking down and clenching his hands in fists. His expression changing suddenly.
From hope to dispair.
"You knew my mother right? "
I ask, searching his eyes for the truth. To only see him get up, his hands trembling like he was hyperventilating.
No...no...It can't be...
Talking to himself, he keeps shaking his head in a no. Lost in his own thoughts. To only step back from me and rush to a empty room in a corner.
Slamming the door shut after him.
I look at the man confused. Is he crazy? What's wrong with him?
I waited for him to come out. To tell me what's wrong but he didn't. Feeling too tired because of the injuries, I just lay back on the bed. Looking at the ceiling.
....It was nightime nowAlexandria's povFetch waterThe voice guides me along as I am almost able to make Dad stable.If it wasn't for this voice in my head, I don't know what would have happened.Who are you? How can I hear you?I ask . Hoping for an answer. To only hear an irritated groan.You will know. Very soon.Fine! I don't know what's the need for the suspense. Ignoring it, I pick up an empty bucket.I think there should be a stream or a river nearby. I can hear the sound of water from here.Looking at him all bandaged, I sigh. To look outside at the forest surrounding us.I guess I have no choice....I have been following the voice and surprisingly, I found myself very close to a stream.I was busy filling the bucke
Alexandria's grip on Silas was loosening, yet he refused to let go. Holding onto her wrist tightly."It's... it's too powerful Si...las"..."Hold on little one."He says, trying his best. Despite knowing that death wolves power surpassed his in every senseIt this was bad, it got worse.Her mouth went dry as she saw a number of wolves coming towards them from behind Silas. Their eyes blood red, as they took slow steps towards him."Si ..las. they....""Look at me Alex. Just look at me"Her grip on him was loosening. As she moves her head in a no. Afraid for him. But he didn't seemed to care."Silas! They are behind you!"Alexandria screamed. And before Silas knows, the wolves lunged forward to get hold of his leg. Making an excruciating pain to enrapture.But he doesn't show.
2000 years agoBeginning of lives is a mystery and so was the beginning of werewolves. Adaptation was the key. As those who adapted survived, but those who couldn't perished.The birth of human ,after prolonged ages of adaptations was a know fact. Yet what about the adaptations that failed?What about those who adapted , but couldn't do it completely.What about those exceptional few stuck in between?You are right. Those were the werewolves.The first half human, half wolves.A failed beings who couldn't adapt fully, yet who did a miracle of surviving.A Prodigy.Yet,not everyone had such beliefs. The gods couldn't let something survive, which couldn't develop fully into human beings.
Silas's povI place the rogue tendril of her hair, behind her ear. Placing her cheek on my chest. To lean my back on the tree bark behind.Looking up at the stars. Wondering why my fate was to be like this?I don't want to loose her. But I know. I will loose her one day.The burning rising up my thigh and the throbbing pain in my head told me. It was impossible for me to survive this.The wolves that attacked me were not normal wolves.They were the ones controlled by death wolf.Their red eyes, a testimony to it.And their bite was not normal.Once they infuse their blood into one's system. The death Wolves poison spreads slowly into the person's self.Till they finally become a puppet of his.Till their souls get controlled by the death wolf.I don't how much time will it take, but considering I was attacked badly.It will be less
Alexandria's povI haven't experienced much in my life before.Living with Dad, having a simple life.Till recently, when everything has changed so drastically.Everything that has happened, opened my eyes to this world's new realities. It has unveiled a lot of secrets and a lot were yet to be relieved.And amongst all these things, one thing is there that has changed inside me.This strange feeling in my chest.This heaviness.As I stare at his closed eyes. His breaths heavy. Dipping the washcloth in cold water, I place it on his forehead. Seeing the creases on his forehead disappearing.He is burning in fever, again. As the poison is spreading in his body and his body is resisting it.Dad said the potion will slower down the speed.B
She reaches the big tree, breathing heavily. The images of Silas's condition, flashing in front of her eyes.As she literally screams at it, not feeling scared for the first time."What the fuc* do you want bast***! I have had enough of you!"Silence. Nothing.Clenching her fists, she steps closer. Tears of frustration at the brink."What is your fuc*ing problem huh? You took my mother from me! You destroyed my family!""And now that I finally found a reason to be happy! Now that I found my mate! You are even taking him away!""Tell me dammit""Come out!!""Tell me!!!!"Approaching the trees broad bark she screams while kicking it. Not caring of hurting her foot.She continues for next few minutes. To only stop.Nodding to herself."Fine. You won't answer
8 months laterA muffled scream erupts in the royal tent. As everyone around in the new Death wolf pack, still. To look back at the Royal tent." It's the Queen. "One said to only have other to nod. Looking at the tent in pity." Surrendering body and soul to death itself isn't easy. But I guess, the King has still not consummated her."" Shh don't say it out loud. If anyone managed to hear, we will be killed!"The other person nods and they continue to work in silence. The scream still lingering.When suddenly, they feel his presence.Than walks towards the ground, with everyone bowing at him. Making way for the King.Their eyes downcasted as his aura hits them.But he was oblivious, his eyes fixed at that tent he is been sharing with his little do
The Capital Werewolf Kingdom 11:43 pmVolkan walks down the hall of the estate. Lost in his thoughts. Anxious for the next day.When his thoughts are interrupted by the sound of a girl giggling. He looks up at it's source to find him there." Come on baby! Won't you celebrate your victory with me?"The girl says, wrapping her arms around Silas's neck. To make him only smirk, pushing her back on the wall" How do you want to celebrate huh ? You want me to kiss you here or?"Pulling down the neck of her t shirt, he lingers kisses down her shoulder. Making the girl to moan."Umh fuc* Silas"" That I will my bitc*. Tell me. Do you like this?"
I surrender. Opening my lips, I let the water gush into my lungs. Ending it forever. When, suddenly, I felt something soft crash on my lips and my eyes widen in shock. Zander was kissing me, his breath intermingling with mine. Holding my body closer to him with his palms gripping behind my neck. He continues to kiss me and give me his own limited breaths. I opened my eyes to look at him in shock. To only find his eyes closed, brows furrowed. Busy lending his limited breaths to me. Making my lungs breathe. And just like that, I felt my heart thud rapidly in my chest. Those foreign emotions enter my body again. Why Zander? Why are you doing this? What is this that my body is feeling? Why do I want to trust you, when I know you are going to hurt me in the end? Why did you save me just now? Why did you take my first kiss? Why, despite being in this hell underwater, does it feel like heaven? Why is each and every cell in my body alive right now, celebrating our first ki
Sera's POV I thrash, moving my arms and legs in all directions as I feel my body hit the surface of the water. Huge amounts of water gushed into my mouth. And my breathing becomes constricted. Opening my eyes, I looked under the water to find myself on the deeper side of the pool. My body starts sliding lower with my inability to swim. I thrash, moving my legs in all directions, looking around for any help when I see someone's arm extended for my help and I clutch onto it like my life was dependent on it. Holding it, I pull myself up. Finally able to put some air into my lungs. My eyes were teary and my breathing was uneven. My wet hair fell on my face, my mind too numb to understand what the hell happened here. Did he really pulled me in? " Relax. You are fine, butterfly" I look up to find myself clutching onto him. Our bodies almost touching. Extending his fingers, he move my wet sticking hair aside from my face to look at my breathless state intensely. " Why...why wo
Indeed, it was the perfect name. Butterflies are what I feel in my stomach right now. How can he behave like that? One second he refuses to even acknowledge me, the other he acts like that. Staring at the sketchbook in my bag, I contemplated. By homework, of course, he meant my latest sketch of his. Right? But can I really show it to him? *** The lunchtime was already over, as I made my way through the back door to the swimming area. This area is normally restricted unless one has special permission, but seeing the door unguarded. I sneaked in. My heart thumps as I look around at the vast pool with no soul in presence. Did he leave already? I was just 5 minutes late. He would have waited, right? It was too congested in the hallways. I had to pass through everyone. Staring at the serene water, I step back from the edge of the pool. It may sound strange, but even th
Seph's POV It was late at night, and my roommates were asleep. Twisting and turning in the bed for the last hour, I couldn't find any sleep. Too restless with his thoughts. Agitated. I got up to sit on the bed. Sighing to look at the moon through the window. It was a waxing moon and very soon, when the first full moon came. I can't even imagine what my heat will be like. I almost felt scared of it. My hand involuntarily travels up to my neck and I caress the mark he left on me. Mere touching of this mark makes my knees weak and my mind blank. What will mating feel like? Is it really that nice? Some say it hurts the first time. Will he really do it with me? Or will he refuse me? He hasn't said anything about accepting me, but neither has he rejected me. So does this mean it's a yes? He is definitely interested in me. Or he wouldn't kiss my neck and leave his mark on me. Right? He didn't even hurt me in the arena in front of everyone, when he came to know I was his mat
" What...what did you..." " It's just a hickey. A reminder for you as to who you belong to this second hence." " I don't want any soul to know about this. Understood?" I was expecting this. Hell I am sure he is ashamed to admit me as his. But then why didn't he reject me? Why is he kissing me like that, behaving the complete opposite? It hurts, but then I never had any expectations. He was touching me, which itself was a surprise for me. Before I could even ask him, he retreated. " See you soon Seraphina. And by the way, " Tapping on the drawing on my desk. He smirks to stare into my eyes. Leaning closer, whispering in my ear. " I want you to draw my lips next... imagining how they would feel pressed against these...." Running his thumb on my trembling lips. He completes. " Trembling ones of yours. " " Okay?" I nod, and his eyes grew dark. " Good girl" Picking up my hand from my lap, he kissed my finger to retreat. As if giving me a hint for my next dr
20 minutes later. She felt her heart thud as she stared at her own creation. Running her fingers through the graphite drawing. Not having the courage to turn around and stare at them, live. She looked up at the clock to see 30 minutes were still left. Folding her arms and leaning on the drawing on the table, she just closed her eyes, to hear the chatter in the background. Before she knew it, she was deep asleep. Oblivious of the world. --- Everyone left the room as the bell rang, except him. Closing the door to the classroom shut, he took slow, calculated, firm steps towards the girl asleep on her desk. Settling himself on the chair in front of her desk, he turns around to just stare at the girl. His eyes narrowed at her. He sees her small lips moving, her chest heaving. Taking in every inch of her face with his eyes. Long beautiful eyelashes, a not so wide but not too thin nose, perfect for her round face. Long brown hair. She was not extraordinarily beautiful like t
His eyes were like a storm which was sucking me in. Making it impossible for me to pull away from him. I gulp. Blinking. To only feel his grip tighten around my waist. And I suck in a breath as I find my chest flush against his. His beautiful brows were narrowed, his Greek nose perfect as Adonis, a subtle beard covering his hardened jaw. Till now.....I always thought my brother was the most beautiful man of all the men I ever saw. But it seems I was wrong. This man broke all the records. He was stunning but at the same time dangerous. He keeps staring at me intently, not showing any happiness or sadness. Blank of any expressions. And I feel intimidated under his gaze. Blinking, coming back to reality. I avoid his eyes, lowering my gaze, when I hear a low growl literally hammer his chest. Shocked, I looked up to find anger in those brown orbs. Raw. " I...umm...I..." I sprew bullshit. My lips open and close. And then suddenly, as if he was jolted up from a dream. He p
Those cold eyes can penetrate your soul, and rip you whole. Those strong hands can crush your bones, without an ounce of remorse. He doesn't harbour weaknesses, he doesn't make friends. Alone yet the strongest, he is the untouchable He is Zander, The Lycan King" Seph's pov I hear my heart thumping in my chest as I push aside people. Eager to reach him. Hades' screams echo in the school house but no one dared to interfere. I reach the front and people move back from me automatically, making efforts to not touch me. Staring at the scene my heart bleeds as I see my brother down on his knees, shifted back to his human form. Blood drops from his nose, his body thrashing to escape the pain but there was no escape. His screams don't seize. The man continues to blankly stare and hurt him.And I had this strange adrenaline rush in me to save him. Without caring about the repercussions. I enter the arena to hear gasps around me. Standing in front of my brother's bloody body I bl
" Living was no longer a word in her dictionary. When every breath, every second was counted and borrowed. Surviving was the only way to her life, making her wonder if maybe death could free her of her sorrows. " She doesn't remember how long she lay there unconscious. Closed from the outside world. Only when someone started banging on the door did she wake up. " Open the damned door, dammit! Who is inside?" Running her hand through her hair. Getting up and picking up her stuff, she gulps to approach the door. Her mind was still a little dizzy because of the effect of the medicine. Lowering her hoodie on her face and rubbing her palms on her thighs, she opens up the door to only have female students curse at her, circling around her. " Is this bathroom your bedroom?" " How can you lock it?" " Even others have to use it! It's not your dad's property, dammit!" " S...sorry..." she said, making her way past them. She thought at least now she would have peace. But her ho