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'
--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
--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
--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
--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
I've always felt like I'm different. But not for extravagant reasons.I was born in the new millennium. It was the peak of the new year when I was born. The world was in a severe crisis, so one of my parents lost their jobs. They decided to live in the countryside, where the cost of living is not too expensive.I was fifteen when we learned about my mother’s illness. And only a year later, my father died. He killed himself because of severe depression."Your birthday is coming soon, Fajra. I'm sorry if I don't have a gift for you." Mom said this as I helped her eat.She's now bedridden. One of the reasons why I stopped going to school, apart from the fact that we don't have the ability to provide for my studies. I preferred to take care of her as well, because who else would do that?"Mom, I just want you to get better. That's all I ask from you. " I smiled genuinely."But Fajra, you are a gift from God." She insisted. "When you were born, you were lifeless. Your father and I begged t
I chuckled without any humor. I pushed the door close with so much strength to make a statement."Be gone! You freak! " I shouted. I was about to turn my back, but to my surprise, the door creaked slowly and opened.The man in his twenties appeared again in front of my door, standing while his dark eyes fixated on me. I hate how he looked so mysterious and good-looking."What the fvck?" I whispered. "How..." I couldn’t continue my words.I admit, he scared me a bit. But I didn’t let that get into me. I slammed the door again and locked the knob and even the double lock. My shaking hands calmed down when I had locked it all up. To the tiny drums of my heart, I leaned against the door and, to my horror, I saw the man inside our house standing.My eyes widened. My body shook me into mobility. I was scared, but I couldn’t scream. I grabbed the lamp from the hallway and threw it at him, but he just cocked his head quickly while taking a few steps towards me to close the gap.Running I had
I tried to control my shaking hands while I was sitting quietly on the ground, far from him. He’s standing in front of the window while both of his hands are behind his back, giving the appearance of a royal palace guard.No, that’s an understated description. With his good-looking face, lean physique, and tall height, not to mention his unusual clothing, you could actually mistake him as a prince. A prince waiting for his princess? And who’s his princess, you Fajra?I chuckled, dumbfounded. If this is all a dream, I can’t wait to wake up and laugh at myself. I must’ve gone crazy. Really."So, you m-mean… I am a princess?"From eyeing the moon outside, he turned his head in my direction. He nodded once, with the same serious look on his face.I chuckled again. He just stared at me with his unreadable expression. I turned serious when he looked at the moon again. I can’t believe that there’s no trace of a wound left on his face. I saw it with my own eyes; it healed on its own and his e
--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