Katana The cloud above looked so gloomy and unnatural. The moon hid under it with a dark glow, as if holding a secret. Even the birds were silent. Panic struck my bones, and I ran as fast as my feet could carry. I couldn't stop running… running from him. Why couldn't he leave me alone? Why did he want to kill me? My breaths came in short gasps as I ran further into the thick forest but yelped in pain when my right foot hit a tree trunk. Stupid tree! My sweaty hands fell on my arms, and I stopped to catch a breath, but a figure emerged from the shadows. It was him! His steps were slow as he approached me, holding a sword and grinning. "You can't hide from me forever. You're mine!" He was twice my size and had the strength of a lion. It would be impossible to outrun him. My heart thumped wildly, but I refused to back down. I ran deeper into the forest, but behind me, he chuckled like one playing video games. "Leave me alone!" "Come here, you belong to me." I heard my voice
Damien All the werewolves gathered at the pack's clearing for training. About twenty newly recruited scouts fixed their eyes on me, waiting for my next command. "All the scouts must always communicate with the spies and submit to the Beta and Gamma wolves. We must make sure that we don't get double-crossed by our enemies!" "Yes, Alpha Damien!" they chorused. I wasn't in the best of moods because of Katana's predicament, but I had an obligation to rule my pack, especially now that there was unrest among the other packs due to the rogues that had begun to attack weaker pups. "Grey, please show them the drill." Grey nodded at me before stepping up to the front and blowing a whistle. The scouts arranged in their usual formation of matching in twos. I watched him give a signal, and everyone stopped dead in their tracks. Leo, whose usual playful, puffy face was now serious, moved around the lines, picking some males and using them as target practice. "Shoot without hesitation," he co
Katana, I huddled by the limo door, annoyed by Damien's presence next to me. Helpless against him, I endured the silent drive to a psychiatric hospital with the fake woman who played my mother. At first, I wanted to protest, but staying in the psychiatric hospital was better than staying with these murderers. Hopefully, I'll find a way to escape. Damien's presence choked the hell out of me. Now I understood why my Mum hated him so much. She must have been devastated by my absence, and this heightened my anxiety. I wanted to go home so badly. "You don't have to be hostile towards me," he said softly and placed his palm on his faded jeans. "I want the best for you, and we are taking you to the hospital to make you better." "Sneaky murderer," I grumbled. His gaze became distant, and he sighed. "Katana, how can I kill the only person who means the world to me? Abigail deceived you. She's not your mother. She was my best friend's mum who sought revenge. If you could tell us all that h
Damien After weeks of going back and forth, today was the final verdict of Jones' trial at the courthouse. Because of my influence and the seriousness of Anysia's accusation, there was more than enough evidence to pin Jones down. After a two-hour break, the judge walked out of her chamber dressed in a black robe and Jones was led in by the police. Fucking paedophile! He deserved to be stoned to death. I was glad he wasn't granted bail, and I felt no pity for him. He deserved what he was getting for raping his daughter. The courtroom was quiet except for the whooshing sound of the air conditioning. The judge's footsteps sounded across the polished floor. We had been in court all morning and I was hungry. I turned to my side and encouraged Anysia to be strong. "I'm scared," she whimpered. "What if he bribed the judge?" " That's impossible. Don't panic. He's guilty and even if he escapes this trial, I'll fight with the last drop of blood in me until he gets what he deserves." Sh
Damien I couldn't contain the fury in me. All that kept ringing in my ears was to spill blood. Abigail and her son had bitten more than they could chew. How dare they take Katana again? From how she spoke with so much hatred, they must have brainwashed her. If I'd known Eddy and his stupid nurses weren't competent, I wouldn't have taken her to the hospital. "Get into the trucks now!" Grey commanded the scouts and warriors, and within a twinkle of an eye, about forty of them armed with guns, swords, and axes filled up ten black Hilux vans. "Attack anyone who defies our orders!" Leo barked. "We have been quiet for too long. Now is the time to show them that we're not to be trifled with." His voice dripped with contempt as he spoke. Within seconds, it seemed that two-thirds of the troops had their arms full of weapons. They all had faces set in determination, and we drove out. I went in a separate van with Leo and Grey, holding a poisoned axe firmly in my hand on my way to attack th
Damien Working at the office today was hectic as we had received over ten thousand newly produced laptops from the warehouse, and there was a lot of sorting out to do. I typed furiously into the keyboard and stood up to place some files in my cabinet. One of the senior executives, Enoch Johnson, walked into the office holding a file and handed it to me. “Excuse me, sir, we need you to choose between the two samples for the new brand logo.“ I took the folder encrusted in faux gold stardusts and opened it, carefully scanning through the images. "I'll go for the second," I said to him. "It's perfect." He nodded and was about to leave when I stopped him. "Could you go through the data in the system to be sure that it corresponds with what you guys have?" “Sure," he responded with a nod and went to my table. I took some water from my cooler, and while sipping it slowly and waiting for Enoch to be done, a call came in from the pack's warrior head. "Alpha Damien, we found them! They'
Katana's Pov Blinded by tears, the abductors pushed me into an old van with tepid air blowing from the broken air conditioner. “Please... I beg you... Don't hurt me, "I cried but my plea fell on deaf ears. It felt as if I was talking to myself. I gulped back my sorrow and tears fell like rain down my cheeks when the van started moving. That bastard nurse tricked me and handed me over to these men who seemed determined to kill me. I didn't understand what they were up to and suspected Damien was behind this. The strange men in the van wore black face masks so I couldn't make out their faces. All I could see were dark eyes in the mask of the one on my right. I felt the pressure of his hand as he gripped my shoulder, and I winced at the pain. It erupted throughout my body, making me shudder. I closed my eyes tightly, waiting for the pain to leave. I opened them again as we turned a corner and my head bumped into the window beside me. Grief closed my throat. This was too hard for
Damien's POV Seeing Kenneth's face made irritation prick at me. He was a god-damned liar, and I'd have killed him in an instant, but it was useless because that would defeat the whole point of abducting him and bringing him to the pack's dungeon. My eyes roamed his body. Leo's poisoned silver razor had done its work. Blood burst from Kenneth's flowing wounds, making him look like a grotesque painting. The lying pig deserved what he was getting, but I couldn't help but feel a slight wave of pity for him. Leo went overboard with slicing him, and deep down, it wasn't my plan to kill Kenneth, at least not until I knew Katana's whereabouts. "Someone has lots of red blood cells in his body, eh," I mocked Kenneth, who whimpered in the corner. My lips twisted in a cynical smile, and I raised my hand and stroked my jaw. The dungeon was hell on earth. Everything bad, including the stench of death, assaulted my nostrils. I remember the first time I was punished by my dad for talking down at
Alexis "Shit. That was close. He rasped out, his eyes glowing like a wildcat's and bulging with fear. "These bastards are mean and are out for us." "What are we going to do?" I said to Craig with my voice trembling. Craig grimaced, glancing outside the window, and swallowed hard, trying desperately to form coherent words. "I have no idea. But we have to stay here for now and run for our lives when this blows over. It's only a matter of time before they find us." "Fuck," Zarek winced while I paced frantically. Zarek broke the silence. "Are these buildings connected? They could destroy innocent lives while searching for us." "We need help," I said with every fiber in my body trembling nonstop. "We cannot do this on our own. They have outnumbered us." Craig turned to face me, his face congested with fear "Alexis, you have to stay here for now. I don't want you to get hurt." "Stay here?" I gasped, my eyes doubling in size. "Are you kidding me? I can't and I won't leave your si
Alexis My heart was racing so fast. I heard Craig and Zarek coming up, and I composed myself, watching them enter the room, laughing. Craig came to my side and knelt in front of me, kissing my stomach, and Zarek looked away. "How do you feel now? Better?" Craig said, concerned. I shook my head in a no, and Craig frowned. "Do you want me to get you something?" I got on my feet. "Craig, I called my dad," I blurted. "He thinks we are not safe, and is on his way to get me." Craig cursed under his breath. "We need to leave," he said firmly. "I don't trust your dad." "Come on, Craig. My dad may be an enemy to you, but he's my father. He's going to help us." Just as I made that statement, we heard a commotion downstairs, as if a riot was taking place. My heart skipped so fast. "Did you hear that?" I whispered to Craig. My breathing became raspy, and my lips trembled with fear. "I think they are here," Craig trembled and grabbed the bag where the staff was. Zarek rushed to the windo
Alexis Dora had warned us to be very careful and lay low because Dimitri had informants everywhere. It was even dangerous for us to call her, as Dimitri could trace the call and hurt her. Craig couldn't sleep and kept thinking the worst. Zarek joined us the next day and my thoughts were filled with self-loathing and the nagging urge to ask for my dad's help tugged in my heartstrings. But it was very unlikely that my dad, a werewolf, would help Craig and the vampire king. The possibility was almost impossible. He was never going to hand that staff to me. I could sense the frustration in Craig's eyes. He was like a locked-up bull, searching for a means of escape. He had stopped smiling, answering questions with minimal responses, and kept sighing constantly. He seemed to prefer talking to Zarek more than me, and that infuriated me because he made me feel like I had betrayed him in some way. And he poured out his frustration when I asked Dora how Oliver was doing. "I've warned
Alexis Craig's lips kissed my throat up before capturing my lips, and our breaths fused into our mouths. I was in divine ecstasy, and my wolf almost threatened to come out of my body. Our kiss was raw, rough, sloppy, and filled with weeks of longing and a mountain of passion. He went hard, soft, then hard again, and I had no desire to back out. Burying my hands into his thick hair, I let him scoop me up, nibbling his lips. Our kisses were messy because of my tears and the world disappeared around me. I pulled away, staring into his eyes with so much love. "I can't believe I'm seeing you. I hope someone doesn't wake me up if this is a dream." "It's me," he said. His voice thickened with emotion. "I'm here in flesh and blood." A comfortable silence settled between us and we exchanged glances, smiling. His gaze was mad with lust and molten desire, and a raging beast of need was in his eyes. "I dreamt of this day for weeks,"he whispered, kissing my neck and making my knees loosen.
Alexis One week later My heart pounded like a frightened bird, racing to escape, as I ran through the night. The darkness was consuming, making the hairs on my nape raise with raw fear, but I moved swiftly along, ignoring my rising panic. Oliver confessed to Dora and agreed to help us. I was heading to a vampire coven, so I couldn't shift into my wolf. Several nasty thoughts kept flying in, causing me to get frightened beyond measure, but I put a fire under my feet, attempting to lighten my mood with the hope of seeing Craig tonight. "I'll see Craig tonight," I chanted like a mantra. I hastened because it was almost midnight. The hotel Oliver recommended didn't seem to be popular. I stopped to take a breath when I began seeing spots in my vision and closed my eyes, taking a deep breath to regain control. A stray cat darted behind me, sending chills down my spine. I sighed in relief when I burst out onto a surprisingly busy street with half-naked girls and men who couldn't walk
Alexis I edged closer to Dora until our eyes met. Dora held her head high and a broad smile graced her lips.My curiosity heightened, wondering what she wanted from me, considering that we had only met once. There was only one way to find out, but something in me suspected Craig sent her, but why would he when we’d gotten back together? "Hi," I formed a cheeky smile, hugging her. "What a surprise to see you here." "Hello, Alexis, right? I can never forget your name, considering how my boy never stops gushing about you," she said and hugged me back. When she pulled away, she stared at me with kind, observant eyes. The clouds darkened and it began to drizzle."You might want to come into the hall," I said to her. We found a secluded corner in the empty hall and sat opposite each other. Silence settled on us like mist, filling the air. I waited for her to speak but she didn't, making me uncomfortable. "Does Craig know you are here?" I managed to say. She let out a soft chuckle
Alexis Confusion was an understatement for how I felt right now. My spirit was in chaos. I couldn't believe that Craig had asked me for my forgiveness and wanted me back, even though I ended up whacking his face, which I had the right to, after all, he'd put me through. Something was off, no doubt. Yet, I couldn't deny that I still loved him. Our brief relationship brought me back to life in ways I'd never imagined. I lay on Tara's bunk, staring off into mid-distance at the star design on her ceiling, lost in thought. I didn't want to be involved in a game of back and forth where I would be easily swayed by Craig's seduction. I wasn't that stupid. Tara didn't see a big deal in Craig wanting to come back to me. "It was bound to happen," she chuckled, scooping the last of her vanilla ice cream."I know you don't see it that way, but I knew his relationship with Beverly was not going to last." "I'm not buying that bullshit," I sighed. "I know something triggered him to ask for my f
Craig Days and nights passed, and I was still trapped in Bloodline Manor like a helpless butterfly, but I had completely healed and grown stronger. My desperation grew by the second. I wondered what was going on in the outside world. Dimitri hadn't come to threaten me in days. For sure, he was surely up to something sinister. My only companion was a damn diary where I scribbled all my plans to escape, waiting for the perfect time to hatch my plan. I was staring at a cow giving birth. The mother lay exhausted on the ground after pushing her calves far enough out. She was too weak to stand and the smell of its dung and blood was strong enough to kill, but the cows were the only distractions I had because I was so close to going insane. I loved video games and being with my phone. Not having that luxury was killing me. My ears perched when someone knocked on my door. "It's open," I said flatly. Anna, who was the only innocent person in this manor because she had no idea I was s
Oliver I winced, rubbing my stinging cheek. The force of Alexis's slap remained. I deserved it for being so stupid to think she'd jump on me like a lovestruck puppy after I asked for her forgiveness or be easily manipulated without questioning me. Rooted on the spot, I watched her walk away, cursing under my breath. The girl was petite but bold and hostile. Thanks to that bastard, Dimitri, I'd received an unwarranted slap. My shoulders sagged like a deflated balloon. Dimitri forced me to gather information from Craig's friends, including his girlfriend, about the staff of authority. I had two days to come up with something, and the consequences of not getting sufficient information would be brutal. But how could I ask them a string of questions without them becoming suspicious? Craig's friends, especially Zarek, were discerning and were beginning to sniff my fakery. It was a miracle that I hadn't gotten caught at this point. "Oliver, you're a man. I didn't raise you a coward!"