I can see how Ulva suffered because of being choked by what he called his brother. It's like I suddenly woke up now that I can see violence in front of me.I panicked and wanted to pull the man away, but before I could do that, Ulva made a quick scratch on the man's face, which caused him to let go and focus on the pain he was feeling. He was able to recover quickly.He looked sharply at Ulva, as if he had even more reason to be angry with her now. Ulva passed by my vision; she was like a wind that I felt but could not see.I was shocked as I leaned against the wall and watched their chaos. I saw how Ulva ended up behind the man, and the man didn't feel it. It was too late that he realized Ulva was behind him.Ulva tried to jail Meshka in her arms to choke him and slash him with her long nails, but she failed because Meshka grabbed her hands and pulled her up before slamming her on the floor.I gasped loudly. I held my mouth because of the pain I felt for Ulva. But I was very surprise
And now, like a flash back, a memory of me flashed in my mind. It’s like it was so hidden that I didn’t even know that it’s a memory. It felt like it was a dream."Something weird happened to me yesterday, Peter." I said to him while we were chilling at their place."Only weird things happen to you. What’s new?" He smirked.I rolled my eyes. I know he’s talking about how weird I am as a teen-age lady. He used to tease me about it all the time."No, I’m serious. Do you know this crazy woman living on the sidewalk? ""You mean the old beggar woman?" He raised his brow.I murmured words. I know I’m not good at describing people. He always corrects me. How many times will he prove to me that he’s a good person and I’m the complete opposite of him?"Yes, that woman. She told me that my time in this world would soon end."I still remember how she said it to me. Was she like a possessed person or was she just losing some screws in her head?"Tss. You know she needs professional support, rig
Running I had the chance to pick up the mop and saw when our gaps met, I tried to batter him with it. He’s strong. With just one hand, he grabbed the mop and threw it somewhere.My eyes widened. I know that fear is now evident in my eyes. I guess I’m too busy to think about survival, so I tried to shrug my fear off and continue fighting him.I ran into the open space and my adrenaline kicked in a lot of ways. I threw everything that I saw at him, but he just effortlessly nudged those things that were thrown at him.Even in the dark, I saw how his eyes were intently staring at me. All of my distractions towards him are nothing because his motives are so clear.I was already panting. The cold wind blew the sheer curtains, and even with that tiny bit of hindrance to his sight, his eyes remained the same. I gulped and looked around the tiny house. Damn, how will I escape this weirdo?"Who the fvck are you?" I said with so much conviction. I am now leaning on the sink."You know me, Athena
A horrible thought flashed through my mind in an instant when that memory flashed in my mind. Attached to this is fear.Fear. From all that I have witnessed, it is clear to me how much we differ. But seeing the registered fear in his eyes, I realized we still have something in common.Is he afraid? Is he afraid that I saw him in his true identity? While I am also afraid to see the truth, he’s not like me, very different from what I am.What I saw was out of this world and out of my mind's ability to imagine. Knight is a wolf. He shifted into a wolf. I saw it with my own eyes. I saw it all. When he opened his arms wide and how the light came down on him, I saw it all.He jumped from being a human into the center, and before he even touched the ground, he shifted into a massive gray wolf. I saw how the other beings drank the water, and they all looked addicted and desperate. Everyone knelt down as if worshiping him and looking up. The sound is all the same, howling."Look at him. That's
I feel like I'm floating. I still can't give myself time to process everything because there's just too much going on.We walked silently through the forest, no one spoke. The two were quiet as well, probably because of my occasional sniffles caused by crying. I don't even know what I'm crying about as long as I just want to release the weight I feel.I feel betrayed, horrified and unwell. I want to wake up from this dream, from a long deep sleep. I love him very much, but I have never seen the truth like this."You think he doesn't know?" Lucas suddenly asked Grendel."Of course he knows." His answer."Damn. That's what I hate about him. I don't know his mind sometimes. He has plans that I can never predict. " Lucas answered with a tone.I stayed silent and wiped my tears. After a while, I felt a weight on my shoulders. I looked at my shoulders and saw Grendel's hand putting a cloth on my shoulders. I looked at his face straight."It's almost dawn. For sure, a human like you feels co
What Grendel said was true and wonderful. He might sound like a hero and a martyr, but there are other sides to love that deserve recognition as well. And for this one, I could side with Ulva."We have to go back, as soon as possible." I said to Erin.She nodded. "That's what I'm suggesting as well."I quietly put my things away. My suitcases are lying in Knight's room. The only thing I put away is what I use. My chest was tight while looking at his clothes being left there."We'll leave tonight. I need to settle some things first before we go back. "She also doesn't know what I need to finish, so I don't have to explain. She didn't even ask, something I was thankful for."How about Knight's? You're not going to pack his things? Will he stay here? "I stopped while removing clothes from the hanger. I waited a few seconds before facing him."He'll stay here." I nodded.That's all I said because I didn't know how to explain it to her. I knelt down on my suitcase even though my eyes wer
I sat quietly on my bed while staring at Ulva, who hadn’t stopped crying. She was there on the balcony of our room. Just a few minutes before I left them, she followed me to the balcony, eyes closed and crying. I just gave her some time alone.But she hasn't stopped until now. I have done so many things, but she still doesn't stop crying. So when I couldn't stand it anymore, I got up to go to her. As soon as I was at the sliding door, I could already see her puffy eyes. Her long hair in a ponytail was blowing gently. She was leaning against the railings of the balcony while looking out into the distance.I'm not used to seeing her this weak. I'm used to the bold and sarcastic Ulva. I remembered Grendel saying that when you love, you don't change; you're just yourself. You will never show your weakness if you are not yourself.I sat quietly in the opposite seat, but even so, she noticed me. She quickly wiped her tears and acted like nothing had happened, even though I could see in her
Night came. What I heard from Ulva confused my mind even more. I told myself that I must have made up my mind to leave and move away, but the thought of leaving without saying goodbye made my heart ache.Ulva was correct; I might be the key to breaking the curse that had been placed on Knight. But didn't they also say, that things are meant to happen? Is there anything I can do to make this all go away?"We have to leave." Lucas said to me.While Erin listens quietly, Ulva just looks at us seriously. My things are ready. The only thing waiting is our departure."It's fine. We can just leave tomorrow. " Erin consoled me.She just thinks that I'm not well or that I might be waiting for Knight to come back or something. Little did she know that there was a bigger picture in that."The moon is high up. We have to leave as soon as possible." Lucas then contradicted Erin.Erin glared at him, and he didn't even react to that. I sighed heavily and glanced at Ulva."Will you be staying here?"
--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