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Defying The Laws Of The Packs A True Friend
"Fall out!" The husky voices roared continuously, followed with the ear deafening cry of the prison alarm calls which saw to the automated opening of every prison cell. I got up from bed, tilting my head to both sides to crack my neck; it felt good, it does. Not if it's someone else doing it to you. I walked out ftom the cell, stood at the passage and watched everyone match around. I counted my breathing and followed the rythm, for what seemed to last a moment, I knew that I had to adapt to the conditions of living as the only female in men's penitentiary. "I will survive, no matters what. This is what I do most, isn't it?" I said to myself as I walked down to join the others. Once I stepped into the hall, I continued my soliloquy. "I'm a survivor, aren't I?..." But I would be disturbed by a bad-belle prison guard. "Hey, you!" I turned my face to him and said no word. "Get to the field, it's labour day. There's so much to do, don't just stand
Defying The Laws Of The Packs My Savior
"Thanks for helping me out there" I said to him with food stuffed to my mouth. For the first time since I came, I shared the same table with someone who truly cared, and worth it. "You're welcome" he replied, giving his meal his attention like he had no other business in the world. "I guess you're not used to people being good to you?" He was still on to his food on the tray which was unfortunately getting trimmed down to nothing. "Not exactly… you don't expect good when you don't do good, do you?" He stared at me for a while and shrugged. "Here, you can take mine" I offered him my food cheerfully. "Thanks, but you need to eat." He rejected the offer without even considering it, but I had been moved by his goodness that I would rather protest. "I'm a survivor, trust me…" I pushed the food tray to him and after a while of shaking his head, his spoon was dipped in, and the rest was history to be told by his belly. "Seems like you always got yours
Defying The Laws Of The Packs Prison Break I
The joy she felt was overwhelming, the day of her freedom. She could literally see it, she could feel it, and she could have it. But there were questions that had lingered long enough in her mind for the past twenty minutes. "What are you doing here?" She asked, utterly curious. "Serving my time in jail, what else does it looks like?" "What? Are you kidding me? What have you done?!" Her voice went up. "What do you care?" "Oh I do! I won't have you get your hands dirty because of me" "Needn't you worry about that. I just went to the police station and told them to take me in, and they did" "They did? Just like that? You just asked nicely and they threw you inside jail without a charge? Without any offence? No fucking way you're staying in this terrible place" She sprung up angrily and Logan held her hand. As comfortable as it could be, she had missed the feeling of being touched by Logan, she smiled in her heart for not getting to see hers
Defying The Laws Of The Packs Prison Break I I
... "And we will get back to it" "Huh? No you're not…" Logan furrowed his eyebrows. "Okay, fine. You will. Just come inside, yeah?" "My boys can wait" Logan said walking toward her. "Yeah, they can… whoever they are" Camila muttered. Russ ran back in. "Get your friend, stay closely behind me. I'm not wasting another minute here" Said Logan determined to break them out. Camila wished it was true, because what kind of prison break plan involved getting killed first? Logan rushed inside, and Camila followed him, trying to keep up with his speed. "Where's the warden's office?" "Ri- right at the corner, we go left and straight up, his office is the last, managerial looking" "Good. Find your friend, I'll be back in a minute" "Wait- wha- what are you going to do?" She stammered, wondering what had come over him. "Find your friend and wait for me, I'll be back. That's what I said" he ran at once to the office, but there were some prison gu
Defying The Laws Of The Packs Freedom And Guilt
“Take a long walk away from home. Take a walk along the seas, listen to the heartbeat of the waves of the oceans, listen to the cries of freedom from the shores,listen to the praises of the creatures scattered across the lines of the freedom, the likes of them , big, small, large, little, healthy and not, tall and not, done for or still living,breath in life from the wind, let your ears be merried with the pleasurable tune of the birds of the sky, so that, orgasm won't be far from reach,let your soul receive it, let it moan in pleasure, and let your Spirit rejoice in freedom, for today has been good, the 'morrow surely shall arrive, and with infants with it, to cause trouble, grief or sorrow, pain or affliction,but ye listen, remember Today, today along the sea, remember the pleasure across the shores, hold on it, for the 'morrow that cometh with infants of destruction will be consumed by the happiness,freedom, joy, love and peace that your soul and spirit hath received and
Defying The Laws Of The Packs Love Under The Moon
Logan and Camila shared a look. Logan felt a swarm of guilt roll on him. He felt more terrible than he had ever felt before. "Oh, wow" that was all he could say, without thinking. "People like you deal with people like them, don't you?" Russ asked. Logan looked at Camila as if he needed answers, and Camila slowly shook her head. He looked back at Russ with a slight chuckle. "I, um - I don't understand what you mean?" "I mean, the CIA is always chasing the bad guys—" "Like me?" Logan said with a chuckle, filling his cup to the brim, and he consumed it immediately. "I didn't say—" "Sometimes, Russ, bad people are bad because they need to survive in an evil and very very very bad world. Yes, I have my own cycle, yes, there was a time when I was on the run, but…" he paused, and looked into his eyes. "I don't know anything about Twain Russ, neither have I ever heard or seen of him" "You wouldn't anyways, it's been more than four decades
Defying The Laws Of The Packs Don't Leave Me, Please!
"What?!" Camila sprung up with unbelief. Her heart was failing her and her knees were shaking, a tumor through her whole body it was. "Calm down, love" "No! Don't ask me to calm down. You're leaving tomorrow, and you're just telling me today, this night, just a few hours away. So you have been lying to me all these while, Logan?! Huh?!" She got angry and Logan stood up to hold her, but she dashed back. "Don't… just don't" tears roamed freely inside her eyes and within l seconds, her cheeks had the same fluid trailing down. Logan couldn't stand seeing her cry, it was unlike her, but he'd better accept the changes he had also effected. He leaned closer, Camila shuddered backwards, but he held her hand. "Please, let me" he took his hand to her face and wiped Away the tears with his fingers. "I will be back… I promise" "You fucking had a plan…" she whimpered lightly. "You had a plan all these while" she repeated her own words as if trying to mak
Defying The Laws Of The Packs Abandoned
Camila looked at him unbelievably and took some steps back. "I know the story you told about the night in Cuba that I said was just a tale…" her voice was quite shaky as she tried to get a grip on it. "But somehow it turned out to be true, even though it's crazy, you really killed Twain Russ and all those men—" "Are we going to ta—" "No, wait. It's crazy, but it really happened. You're not ordinary, that I already know, and would rather not know more, but me? Vampire? …" She chuckled crazily. "How you say it so bluntly…" "Because you need to know everything. There's more about you that you don't know…" Camila ran her fingers through her hair, expressing her frustration and confusion. "I'm a vampire? Why isn't it so much for me to take? Why does it feel like, like …" she gulped. "Like I have known it all these while but just didn't want it? Just didn't want to know it, didn't want to be it?" "Well, it is what you are" "And I hurt you?"
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Defying The Laws Of The Packs You Are Our Alpha
"You're the one who's really afraid. You don't need to be, they are not exactly our enemies—" "You think? Maybe for you, but not for me" he said with an impossible chuckle. "And why's that?" "Nice talk, Logan. See ya when next I see ya" he brushed him off and ran into the woods, shifting into a wolf right before disappearing. "Logan?!" Camila came out from the bunker and called out to him. Logan didn't even react like there was someone there. Being fast enough, she whisked to him, nervous, she started spilling it all out. "Please give me a chance I can explain, please—" Logan started walking toward a helicopter, but she continued because he would hear it. "I swear I didn't know it would kill you, I didn't know what the bullets were made of, I'm deeply sorry, I was just too broken to believe anything, please, I'm not asking for anything else other than your forgiveness, it would mean the whole world to me right now. For the sake of what we had,
Defying The Laws Of The Packs The Alphaless Pack
He thought he would see a squad or even more posted at the entrances, but it was only a couple of them. The place was on red alert. "What the hell is going on in there?" He muttered to himself, shifting into what he was best. He went on all fours and rushed to the entrance, gunshots emerged, as always. He dived at them and brought them to their knees after breaking their bones. "Put yourself out of your miseries" he said with a growl as he walked past them into the bunker. There were gunshots coming from every direction. "What's that!?" They shot at him and he lapped at a pillar. "Too many of them…" he said through clenched teeth. "Where are you, Buck?" They fired tirelessly and heavily at him until it started dying out with screams of agony and pain. He peeped out and gasped. "What the hell have you become, Camila?" She finished them off in the twinkle of an eye, mouth full of blood and a heart yearning for revenge. She looked like nothin
Defying The Laws Of The Packs I Am A Bloodsucker!!
Camila*_* "What's with the rush? Where are we going?!" I slipped out my hand from his grip. He said that we were going to a safe place, but we had gone Into another section of the bunker which looked like a chemical and research facility. "A saf—" "A safe place, yes that's what you said before!" I raised my voice at him. I was feeling uncomfortable. "Do you trust me?" When he would argue or get offended, he would do the opposite, it was what he always did and it was becoming too good to be true. I looked into his eyes and shook my head. "I don't know who to trust again" I said in a weak tone. It was times like this that he always got me, and would assure me that all would be well, and for the past 4 years, it was true. "It's okay to feel … anyway you're feeling right now, after all, you're only human, aren't you?" He asked with a smile. I didn't quite understand his question, I wasn't really human and he knew that. "Hey! Swinston!" Someone call
Defying The Laws Of The Packs A Vampire On The Run
Camila*_* Swinston and I had left the states to a reserved place in Cuba. There, he said we would be safe and would never be tracked. It looked like a military mercenary base, no questions asked because I knew who Swinston was, he was a killer like me. And for 24 hours, my brain was frozen from thoughts. I didn't want to think about what happened to Logan, but there was one question that lingered in my mind. "Is he dead?" I asked Swinston who came to check up on me at my quarters. He's been doing that. "Do you think he's not?" He retorted, serving himself a chair. He held my two hands and looked into my eyes. "You have nothing to worry about, Camila—" "But I Killed him?" I asked with a faint voice. "You had no option, Camila. He was going to kill us both, he was insane, it was a very good thing you did even for him, you relieved him of any future pain…" he sighed. "You saved me, Camila. Doesn't that count for something?" He took his h
Defying The Laws Of The Packs Betrayed, Again
Camila had her gaze fixed at him without the zeal for speech. She had been fed with so much lies that she couldn't see the truth before her. She didn't want to believe because she couldn't. "I'm late, too late, aren't I?" He had never been so afraid before. Camila chuckled as a sound was heard from the back door. "Yeah, you're late, too late" "You have to listen to me. For your own good, it's okay if you want to forget about me or hate me forever, but this isn't going to be good for any of us—" "What isn't going to be good for any of us? My happiness? Or choosing him over you? You dumped me like I was nothing! What did you expect?" "There's a man, he was sent, he- he can't be trust—" "Camila?" Swinston called her from inside, he showed up to the front and put on a confused face. "Is this him?" He asked Camila, staring at Logan who began to growl at him. "You" Logan growled, he couldn't control his anger nor his shifting which was fast app
Defying The Laws Of The Packs My Mate, My Lost Mate
FOUR YEARS LATER Time doesn't always roll fast, especially when you're expecting something. Time isn't always on our side, just like good luck and good fate. We have choices to make, we have decisions to make, and all that matters is what we do with those time? How you choose to spend time your time waiting for something that matters, but ultimately, the question can not long be hidden… “what you wait for, is it worth the time for the wait?” I answered that question myself a long time ago, and each time I see his face, his smile, his body, each time I feel his love, his warmth, each time I smell his scent, and his sweetness, I give myself a pat for making the right decision. Everything changed with time, every single thing, except the pain from Russ, although bearable this time, I found my peace, and he was forever engraved in my heart. I still remember that day, not long after I got back from the land of the dead. He held my hands in the assur
Defying The Laws Of The Packs Reborn: My Love Is Gone
Love, they never say, can be the only thing that can kill an immortal, a God, a goddess, and even the world. Love is a force of it's own, one to be reckoned with. Love is like the curse of a dying God, and the sweet voice of the devil. Love is like a nuclear weapon, it can bring fear, peace, it can build and it can destroy. Why is it so much? Why? I used to say "if love will kill me, I forbid love" but It was clear to me that one day, I would have to give it all up for love, but the question remains, what kind of love would that be? I would bet my life that it doesn't exist. What did hell feel like? Clearly wouldn't smell like burning herbs, clearly wouldn't feel like "a new life, a new chance…" I felt my lips moving slowly and my tongue slipping out those words. Sound was the next thing; peace. Just peace. Why? My eyelids started slipping away and my eyes shuttered as light pierced through my eye balls, the visions that passed through were blurry and scary,
Defying The Laws Of The Packs The Day I Died
My rage took me to where it all started, the day time club. And I was welcomed by two fully armed men guarding the entrance. It was unusual because there has never been security on the entrance, not like that. As I opened the door and met the ground with my feet, memories of Russ from the last day at the club came rushing like a strong wind that only inflicts anger and an accompanying pain to deliver the anger. I walked up to them, they held their gun tight and requested for an identity verification. "Hey, hold it. Where's your ID?" They asked. "Fuck am showing you my ID for?" My voice protested, taking my facial expression on the same path. They looked at each other and faced their front, like I wasn't there. Like I never existed. They had the fucking gut. "Allow me. I have an unfinished business with Jigsaw. He hooked me up with some old pal and I'm here to pay him back, in kind…" but the heavy and disturbed chorus in my voice said otherwise.
Defying The Laws Of The Packs Consequences
We had our first stop at Logan's desert mansion and took some good guns and some other firearms with us. "We are going to his house" I said to Russ once we drove out of the desert. "Is that a good idea? Shouldn't we like hit his business or something or a warehouse? Besides, security would be tight at his house… he will he expe—" "No. He won't be expecting me, and he will be hiding at his house cringed up with fear because his supernatural warrior is dead. And we will just send the perfect message…" I opened a small bag. "What are those?" Russ asked, staring at the small devices. "Explosives. Small but mighty…" "How are you going to set them off? " I pressed a button on my watch and it's beep connected the explosives. "Oh wow" "We set it all around his house, after he's dead" "Ay ay cap…" "Russ?" "Yes?" I held his hand. "It's not too late to turn back, you don't have to do this. You haven't even been in a gunfigh
