I remember it clearly. Erin and I once watched this drama where the protagonists wished for the first fall of snow because they believed that with every fall of snow, a wish might be granted and a lie could be forgiven.I'm a strong believer. And so that night, I wished Ulva could find her way back home, and she wished for me to forgive Knight for all the lies he told me and chose to hide from me. And I held on to that."I'll face him," Ulva said seriously.I quickly turned to her and grabbed her arm. She eyed me with her hawk like eyes."No, it's dangerous. The last time you saw each other, he almost killed you. I'm sure he won't think twice about killing you now. " My tone was desperate."W-what the hell is happening, Athena?" Erin snapped now, looking ahead where Meshka was holding a weapon."He has brought it. Where the hell did he get that? "I don't know who Lucas is talking to, but Ulva seems to understand it."He might have gotten that from the augur. I need to face him. You g
"Kill me, just fvcking kill me." My voice cracked. I lost my strength already."Not yet," he mercilessly said.The rushing sound of footsteps echoed through the forest. I closed my eyes tightly when I felt the strong wind that seemed to pass, and there was a faint whirlwind due to the strength of the footsteps."Right on time." And then I heard Meshka's voice.When I opened my eyes, I saw the Knight, who was half naked. My heart skipped a bit. He was standing a few meters away, behind Meshka.My lips parted, seeing him here in flesh. He looked fictional, or at least that's what's embedded in my mind. The last time I saw him, he had shifted into a wolf. I saw how the ritual happened and I could almost say that it traumatized me.Until now, I still couldn't say that this is not a dream. Now that he was here in front of me, it still seemed like a dream.I know that there's a crack between us already. But I never thought that after all that I witnessed and after all the truth that I got t
I slashed her with the sword. I can't believe she would do that. My limbs trembled. I let go of the sword while looking at Ulva, who was now headed by Grendel."Ulva! Ulva!" He called her. Her head rested on his hands and thighs.She looked at him with half opened eyes. I covered my lips seeing her in that disposition. No, this is not true."You'll be the death of me, Meshka!" Grendel's voice thundered.I glanced at Meshka, who's dazed right now. I can see in his eyes that he didn't expect that to happen either. Isn't this what he wants? Doesn't he have any love for his brother?He slowly retreated. Louder footsteps woke him up. He slowly stepped back until he fully ran away when he shifted into wolf form. Knight tried to come after him, but it was too late.Knight cast a worried look at me before turning his gaze to Ulva."Grendel, bring her to the healer as soon as possible. Lucas, you should tell Amos about this. Quick! "I feel so stupid. I cannot believe all that’s happening. My
It's so ironic. On a cold winter night, my father saw Knight in the woods, here in the same place, and he saved him. That started the curse.The moment Knight left his pack, the curse materialized. My father was sent to prison. I had to find money. Peter found him and made him our target. I met him in a bar. Something happened. I fooled him. No, I fell in love with him.And I can't believe that it's all meant to happen. I feel like I'm being played with. It's not good to feel as if your life was a joke or something. It's like you're in a show and someone is controlling your life.Imagine how frustrating it is for Knight, especially. For sure an alpha man like him would be under someone's verdict and desire. For sure it was hard for him.What he said was true. If we kept on running away, it would never end. The same things will occur consistently. Bree died, and so did Ulva. How many lives must be lost before all is at peace? One's life in exchange for everyone's life? Am I thinking ab
I can't explain the rage Knight showed seconds after Meshka was caught and killed himself in front of him.His naked body flexed in the cold night. He walked back holding his head, controlling his anger, but he couldn't contain it. He walked back and forth, continuously roaring and shouting his anger out.I covered my mouth with my hands to stop the sound of my sobbing. My eyes blur as I watch him become miserable.He had the choice in his hands. If I were in his position, I would be able to kill Meshka because of my anger. But he didn't do that. He was his friend, and for sure that's what was on his mind as well.No matter how evil Meshka was, he never wanted him to die. He wanted peace. He wanted to sort things out without bloodshed. But things didn't go his way."Fuck! Fvck! Argh!"I sobbed, seeing him that way. He punched his chest, grabbed his hair, and roared loudly until he shifted into his wolf.My eyes, although they were blurry, were still able to comprehend what was happeni
We stopped in the middle of the forest. We stopped at a stone house, and it was alone in the deserted forest.I silently scanned the abandoned looking house. The floor creates noise due to its fragility. At the entrance, we were greeted by a wooden door. Knight opened it up and let me come inside before he came after me."Whose house is this?" I asked.Inside is the old equipment. Everything was there, the bed, the table, the scattered and dirty utensils in the kitchen. It appears to have been abandoned."We used to stay here when we were still young and wandering around the forest." he answered.I glanced at him. "We?"He nodded and avoided my gaze. I dropped my gaze to the floor because I got what he meant. He definitely misses his friends; not only is it obvious to him, but I know how fresh it is for him.I was only with them for a while, and just hearing their story made me sick. How much more for him? For someone like him, who had kept it all inside for so long, they are the ones
That kiss intensified. From gentle kisses, it became fiery and longing. Our lips fought. I don't know if it's because we've been through so much that we're so thirsty for each other.But the only thing I know now is that I want to make him feel how much I love him. As I've said a while ago, I want to be selfish just this once. I want to love him without thinking about anything. I want to show him how much I love him without holding back.The way he held me with care was different from his aggressive kisses. I resisted his kisses. The coldness I felt earlier now has been replaced by a warmth that caresses not only my skin but also my heart.His hands roamed around my neck and down my body. Now he is slowly getting up and positioning himself in front of me. I moaned, feeling his mouth suck my neck lightly.This scene is strange, especially in light of the past events. I loved him and it hurts me so badly.He stopped and sniffled my neck, smelling whatever it was, probably the smell of s
In life, you have different things you want to pursue, may be material things, events, a person, or anything. The world is made to be inconsistent, and so are we.It seems that whatever we desire, it will never end, it will never finish. We always have new wants, always have new desires. There will never be contentment.You always seem to be looking for something. You always seem to be missing something. And all this time, I always believed that we are like that because it's our norm. That we are made that way with our own differences.But now, I realized that maybe, that's why we can't be satisfied: we can't see the reason and purpose of these things.I lived in vain. My whole life seems to have been dedicated to enslaving the world.I fooled people because I wanted to help others. It doesn't make sense, doesn't it? I hated my father and ended up forgiving him. Still, it does not make sense.There will always be a twist and turn with everything; there's no consistency, because there'
--Athena’s POV--"Athena! Athena! Wake up! "With a cold sweat, shaking, and a pounding heart, I woke up. I looked around to see where I was. I’m quite relieved to see the trees and hear the chirping of the birds. I might have fallen asleep here in the tree house."You’re having nightmares again?" Knight asked with a worried tone.I avoided his eyes and I sat properly. I’ve been dreaming a lot of weird things lately. It all started when my life was taken from innocence. I thought it was just a normal dream at first, but as I got older, I noticed how frequently I dreamed, not to mention how those dreams are connected, like they're a story."It’s much worse today," I whispered."How come? Did you dream of flying dragons now? " He laughed.I gawked at him. How would he react if I told him that it’s not just flying dragons but wolves that fight with swords that could kill only them? I shook my head and decided to just keep my mouth shut."We should go now. My father will look for me, "I u
--Someone's POV-"How about you? Are you not going home yet?" Grandma asked the well-groomed child.They are walking on the pavement. It's not winter yet, yet the cold can still be felt."What is your name again?" Grandma asked the child."Knight," he answered.Grandma smiled at him sweetly. "Nice to meet you, Knight."The child simply smiled."So when are you going to go home?""Mom will pick me up. I'll call her. " He said."Why? Where was she? ""She's busy with our company."The grandmother nodded. "And how did you end up with those children?" She's talking about the children who live in the slums."I'm bored. I wanted to make friends. ""With them?"The child shrugged. "What's wrong with them?"The grandma stopped and smiled afterward. She tapped the child's head."Right, nothing's wrong with them."Grandma was surprised when the child suddenly reached out for her hand. She looked down on him."Grandma, can you tell me about the ending?"Grandma contemplated. With the child's doe
--Someone's POV-"Get out of here, filthy old woman."The old woman stumbled in the middle of the street when the owner of the store pushed her. She even threw her bag that's with her. The old woman was speechless. She didn't even fight back or even speak."Grandma!"The old woman smiled when she heard the children approaching her. She was struggling, so these children helped her."You didn't have to push her!""Shhh, son, you don't need to bark at her." The old woman lectured the child.The child just pouted and went with the grandmother. They found their place next to an alley. They settled there."Have you eaten?" The old woman asked."Not yet.We didn't find a side line today, grandma. "The old woman smiled in a motherly way. She rummaged through her bag and brought out the few pieces of bread in there. The children celebrated and shared it in the dark night."It looks like it's going to rain, Grandma. There is no moon today. The stars are few as well. "The grandmother patted the
--Knight's POV--"Alpha, they're here."How many moon rises have I witnessed? Several winters have passed. Many lives have been born, but here I am."I'll go after you." I said to Lucas, the beta of our pack."Grendel's pack has arrived as well."I quickly turned to Lucas. He's smirking. I furrowed my right brow and reached for the bronze goblet on my table."Is he with her?" I asked."Of course he came with his Luna."I chuckled and nodded. "Good for him.""He'll meet you after the ritual. He told me he had something important to tell you. "My brows furrowed. "Important? In the few years we haven't seen each other, what important thing could he want to tell me? "Lucas shrugged his shoulders.I rolled my eyes. "You can leave." I ordered."Oh wow," he uttered.What is his problem this time?"Sometimes, I can't help but think that we are better off in the world of people. There, I can disrespect you and I can--"I threw at him something that I picked up from my table, and he immediate
In life, you have different things you want to pursue, may be material things, events, a person, or anything. The world is made to be inconsistent, and so are we.It seems that whatever we desire, it will never end, it will never finish. We always have new wants, always have new desires. There will never be contentment.You always seem to be looking for something. You always seem to be missing something. And all this time, I always believed that we are like that because it's our norm. That we are made that way with our own differences.But now, I realized that maybe, that's why we can't be satisfied: we can't see the reason and purpose of these things.I lived in vain. My whole life seems to have been dedicated to enslaving the world.I fooled people because I wanted to help others. It doesn't make sense, doesn't it? I hated my father and ended up forgiving him. Still, it does not make sense.There will always be a twist and turn with everything; there's no consistency, because there'
That kiss intensified. From gentle kisses, it became fiery and longing. Our lips fought. I don't know if it's because we've been through so much that we're so thirsty for each other.But the only thing I know now is that I want to make him feel how much I love him. As I've said a while ago, I want to be selfish just this once. I want to love him without thinking about anything. I want to show him how much I love him without holding back.The way he held me with care was different from his aggressive kisses. I resisted his kisses. The coldness I felt earlier now has been replaced by a warmth that caresses not only my skin but also my heart.His hands roamed around my neck and down my body. Now he is slowly getting up and positioning himself in front of me. I moaned, feeling his mouth suck my neck lightly.This scene is strange, especially in light of the past events. I loved him and it hurts me so badly.He stopped and sniffled my neck, smelling whatever it was, probably the smell of s
We stopped in the middle of the forest. We stopped at a stone house, and it was alone in the deserted forest.I silently scanned the abandoned looking house. The floor creates noise due to its fragility. At the entrance, we were greeted by a wooden door. Knight opened it up and let me come inside before he came after me."Whose house is this?" I asked.Inside is the old equipment. Everything was there, the bed, the table, the scattered and dirty utensils in the kitchen. It appears to have been abandoned."We used to stay here when we were still young and wandering around the forest." he answered.I glanced at him. "We?"He nodded and avoided my gaze. I dropped my gaze to the floor because I got what he meant. He definitely misses his friends; not only is it obvious to him, but I know how fresh it is for him.I was only with them for a while, and just hearing their story made me sick. How much more for him? For someone like him, who had kept it all inside for so long, they are the ones
I can't explain the rage Knight showed seconds after Meshka was caught and killed himself in front of him.His naked body flexed in the cold night. He walked back holding his head, controlling his anger, but he couldn't contain it. He walked back and forth, continuously roaring and shouting his anger out.I covered my mouth with my hands to stop the sound of my sobbing. My eyes blur as I watch him become miserable.He had the choice in his hands. If I were in his position, I would be able to kill Meshka because of my anger. But he didn't do that. He was his friend, and for sure that's what was on his mind as well.No matter how evil Meshka was, he never wanted him to die. He wanted peace. He wanted to sort things out without bloodshed. But things didn't go his way."Fuck! Fvck! Argh!"I sobbed, seeing him that way. He punched his chest, grabbed his hair, and roared loudly until he shifted into his wolf.My eyes, although they were blurry, were still able to comprehend what was happeni
It's so ironic. On a cold winter night, my father saw Knight in the woods, here in the same place, and he saved him. That started the curse.The moment Knight left his pack, the curse materialized. My father was sent to prison. I had to find money. Peter found him and made him our target. I met him in a bar. Something happened. I fooled him. No, I fell in love with him.And I can't believe that it's all meant to happen. I feel like I'm being played with. It's not good to feel as if your life was a joke or something. It's like you're in a show and someone is controlling your life.Imagine how frustrating it is for Knight, especially. For sure an alpha man like him would be under someone's verdict and desire. For sure it was hard for him.What he said was true. If we kept on running away, it would never end. The same things will occur consistently. Bree died, and so did Ulva. How many lives must be lost before all is at peace? One's life in exchange for everyone's life? Am I thinking ab