Irene:Nothing has ever silenced me before, but her words? Cheap doll plastic? What?Confusion rakes within me, I try to remember where I know her from, her face looks familiar, Gia never introduced her during the banquet, so why do I keep getting this nagging feeling that I know her?Oh, shit. I widen my eyes, I know her!She’s Lucy Foyer, number one leading model in weekly wolf magazine, her work is plastered all around town, her beauty makes heart thunder, she’s sweet and tender, at least that’s what the media says about her.But, how does she know Alpha Enrique?“Do not call her a cheap plastic, Lucy. She’s my queen and I want you to respect that.” Enrique’s dark voice cuts right through me, but I stand there, just staring at the stunning bad-mouthed lady in front of me.She takes another step closer, before jabbing a finger at me. “This is your fault, I am supposed to be married to him, he needs me. Tell me, what family are you from? What gives you the fucking right to stand in f
Enrique:Her sobs penetrate into the thin cold night air as I draw her closer.“What happened?” I try to ask, hoping to hear her answer, but I already know it; this was the confirmation of seer’s words. Her powers will act up according to her emotions, but what the shit triggered her developing powers?Anger? Heartbreak? Sadness? Damn, this is harder than I thought, I stare around the room, looking at the crumpled pieces of glass, she must be really emotional right now.“I don’t know,” A tear slides down her cheeks and I feel the compelling urge to hold her close, her powers can cause harm if developed, so I have to make sure she’s okay, give her a few comforting words.Except, how do I really comfort someone? I don’t do hugging, comfort and stuff. Even when Tyler got his heart broken by Chiara, I suggested we get drunk that night. But this? I don’t even know what to do.“Calm down, Irene.” My hand moves toward her ginger waves, stroking it gently. “Aren’t you supposed to be with Lu
Irene:I stand there, blinking in shock at everyone present, the blade of Tyler’s dagger glistens in the light and Chase shoots me a sorry look and Enrique just stands there, hands folded across his chest.My eyes dart at the man crawling on the floor, blood gushing out of his shirt. Blood, too much blood.The knot in my stomach twists, I think I am going to be sick and his words about him killing me makes my heart thud so painfully. The sight is enough for me to throw up.My chest is heaving heavily as my gaze flies between them, Enrique says something, but I am too dizzy to even understand, then he strides towards me.“Irene,” His deep voice rumbles out of his chest and through my pale lashes, I stare up at him.“Hmm?” I reply dizzily.“Come here.” He takes my hand, before giving Chase a look. Then, he walks me outside the pack-house towards the courtyard, the sun is dripping heavily in the courtyard, he sits me down on a bench overlooking the whole landscape.It’s beautiful here, I
Enrique:“What are you having for lunch, Alpha Enrique?” Cici, the pack-house keeper asks as she trails behind me with countless Omegas.“What’s on the list?” I ask tiredly, Cici always made it her job to get all the varieties of food on the table, whether lunch, or even dinner. She is keeping to my mother’s wish, for me to always eat.“Sourdough bread and chicken soup, grilled turkey sandwich, dessert is black forest cake, exactly the way you like it.”“I will go with the sour dough bread and the soup.” I say and quickly usher them away. I don’t particularly like lunch, but I am going to be having it with Irene. I will be able to ask her some questions about her powers. We didn’t really discuss much in the morning, so I am hoping lunch will cover it up.I walk into the grand living room to meet Gia busy with her laptop; her eyes are glued to the laptop, her fingers typing furiously.She stares up at me and then back at the screen, “Someone’s messing with me, their hacking skills are
Enrique:Fuck, it all makes perfect sense now, it’s like when you are solving a very difficult puzzle and then suddenly, you look at it in a different angle and figure it all out.“Lead the way,” I say and Tyler starts walking forward, I follow him as he leads me to the room, I already meet Chase holding a paper cup of coffee and Agnar pumping his fists angrily.“He escaped, didn’t he?” Chase asks, defeated and his body heavy with fatigue. I have no doubt that Tyler already told them what happened with Irene, I move closer, the window is strapped open, no evidence that hours ago, Red was being forced to talk in this very place.It all makes fucking perfect sense, “Darkness was there with Irene so he could distract us while he sneaked his men to get Red out. That’s why he didn’t want Irene killed, he wanted her as a mere distraction.” He played us, for the first time in our lives; we got played by a man we know nothing about, but wants to destroy us.“One thing for sure, Red predic
Irene:“Here you go, Irene.” Chiara hands the mug of fresh steaming coffee to me as she takes a seat.“Thank you,” I accept it gratefully and take a sip, but the gulp does nothing to add to the bitterness that’s burning in the back of my throat.“Why don’t you start by telling us everything that happened?” Gia asks, planting her hand on the table as she, Naya and Chiara all listen attentively. I ended up missing lunch with Enrique, because hell I don’t think I can stand sitting beside him and trying to act like everything is okay, it makes it so fucking worse. And here I am, in a coffee shop filled with dozens of people, gossiping with my newly found friends. It’s Chiara’s lunch-break and her barista is handling the counter. His words taunt at the back of my head again, he doesn’t want me prying into his business, earlier in the pack-house. I heard one of the Omegas talking about Anna. I know that Omegas love to gossip but they were saying her name in such a low tone that I wonder
Enrique: Tyler and I went to the company today, it’s a family generational company passed down eventually to me, it is a media company that’s fast rising to other packs, DigiStem has been around for many years I have lost count. It’s located in the west part of the pack where companies and modern residential buildings reside. Since I am the CEO; I have to be present in all the meetings. The meeting surprisingly went well, and after an hour. We are out. Clutching my coconut honey latte in one hand, a text pings through my suit pocket and I linger by the door to answer it. GIA: I think I am almost close to getting the address of the darkness! ME: Successfully do that and I will increase your bonus. “Enrique De Luca!” I hear a hoarse voice from behind and I freeze, shoving my pocket back into my pocket, I turn to greet the man. This is one thing about being a CEO that I don’t like, you have to be forced to smile and making fucking small talk. The broad-shouldered man walks ov
Gia:I open my laptop, massaging my wrist before staring around in the bar, neon light flashes in my face and the soft blaring of Spanish music is making my headache, but I can’t resist a Friday night out in the bar.Since it's the weekend; the bar is flooding with people- mostly locals and tourists from other packs, and while I am at it. I can literally find a man to bang and have a one night stand with; it has been so long since I got laid.I grab the vodka tonic that the bartender made me and take a whole gulp. It burns at the back of my throat and I exhale through my nostrils, since I am seated in the empty booth in the back of the bar, from here I can see everyone, including the bartender at the counter who keeps flashing me crazy eyes.Too bad I am not into lanky dudes; my type is more of the broad-shouldered guys with tattoos. There’s something just so hot about ink scribbled on skin, and after all, my wolf is really horny tonight.My phone rings loudly and when I grab it on th
Irene:We both stumble to the floor, me gripping the knife, aimed at his neck. Dante’s on the floor, breathing raggedly, looking at me while sweating. “You are making a terrible mistake, Irene.” His voice comes out rough, tiny, almost scared.I want to laugh so badly, the almighty Dante acting scared. Good, he should be scared.I pin his wrists tightly and drive the blade into his shoulders, he howls painfully before kicking me off with a force that knocks the breath out of my lungs, my body hits the floor, the impact rattling my bones. The room starts to spin in my eyes and something starts surging through me.My powers, wild and uncontrollable. My chest claws painfully and the walls start to tremble, cracks spilling the wall. The pressure builds in my chest, shit. The house is going to collapse with everyone in it.We are all going to die, even on the floor, I see Dante crawling to the exit, clutching his bloody shoulders in pain. Fucking Coward.My legs feel like jelly as I try to
The Darkness:Red and I are waiting in the car, while Gia is in the hospital, she specifically told us not to come in. She’s still angry at me, not even saying anything to me.I don’t blame her though; second chances are rare for people like me. Earlier, I had met with the doctor who told me about the Primordial Wolf blood, and deciding to give Enrique has been entirely my decision.“Stay in the car, Red. I am going in.” I tell him, opening the door, but of course, Red trails behind me, hands tucked into his coat jacket. Together, we walk into the doctor’s office, and while everyone’s scared to see me, Enrique’s father yells the most at me.However, the moment I tell them I am here to transfer my blood, the room falls quiet. Gia stares up at me from her wet lashes, batting away the tears. Something squeezes inside me, seeing her cry like this, it does something to me.Finally, Enrique’s father says, “we don’t want your blood.” I raise my brows at him and his wife nudges him in the sho
Anna:Mama, papa and I are seated in the dining room, alongside Hunter and his wife, Linda. The atmosphere is gloomy as I pick on my chicken salad, for days now; I haven’t had that much of an appetite.Just yesterday, the weyr withdrew their dragons, and for some unknown reasons, the darkness sent the letter of withdrawal. Our pack is now war-free, but some damages were made to the buildings and of course, our pack suffered loss. The money that Hunter’s pack donated to us and our pack’s net worth is enough to fix everything in a month, but the true loss hangs with us all. The death of my beloved brother, Enrique.I have spent the past few days catching up with mama and papa, they have been the best supportive parents ever and even though I feel very bad about Enrique, they haven’t left me out of their sight.I push away the chair, feeling very bitter. “I will like to be excused from dinner,”Papa looks me in the eye, his eyes crinkling around the corner with concern; my stomach churns
Irene:I don’t know how many days have passed since I have been in this tiny cell. Whenever I am asleep, someone comes to take out the bucket, though I refuse to use that, my bowel is certainly paying for that. In the mornings, someone brings cold toast that tastes like sandpaper and in the evening all I get is cold pudding that tastes like it is made from the sewer.At first, I refused to eat any food, who knows if that motherfucker is poisoning me slowly? Besides, I want to relish in the fact that Dante doesn’t like to see the plates returned with the food intact. But after a while, I couldn’t take it anymore. I eat the food like my whole life depends on it, because, let’s be honest. It does.Oh. The lovely things I took for granted, what I will give to have a steaming bowl of rice or adobo, Linda has been making that Filipino dish for me and it tastes heavenly.I can’t tell night from day here, aside from the tiny light in the window, if nothing kills me here, then I am sure boredo
Rowena:“How could you?” I am yelling angrily at my parents, after finding out that they gave Red their armies in exchange for marriage, I have been fuming in anger. I rushed over here as soon as I could to tell them to withdraw the armies. “Because of your selfish decisions, countless people are dying in nightshade pack!”How was I so ignorant? Red told me that my parents were agreeing to our marriage because of the contract for the plant his pack grew, why did nobody tell me about the armies? They left me in the dark and plotted it secretly.The only worst thing than being insulted is being ignored.My parents are seated on the chair, staring at me as I yell and pace across the room. The omega comes in with a tray of a kettle. I keep quiet as she pours the tea into their teapot, when she offers me a cup, I politely decline and the moment she steps out, I resume yelling.“You are very inconsiderate.” My body is trembling and I know that any moment from now, I am going to break down a
Irene:It is as though it’s in slow motion, the moment when the dragon releases Enrique, I let out a loud squeal, my lungs burn, I don’t think I ever yelled like that before.I go to the edge of the bridge, planting my hands on the railing as I watch Enrique collide with the water, closing him up. It’s impossible to watch, tears are rolling down my eyes. I sink towards the floor, my body numb.“Enrique.” I mumble. This can’t be. He can’t die, right? He’s a Primordial Wolf, he can’t fucking die. But Primordial Wolves can die from drowning. Pure anger shimmers inside of me as I stand up. Anna is currently yelling at him, tears stinging her eyes. She’s not the only one feeling the loss of her brother. “You said you wouldn’t kill him! You went back on your promise. You are horrible.”“I never said otherwise.” He says calmly, turning towards Gia. “Let’s go.”She steps back, her posture wavering. “You killed Enrique, you fucking killed him!”He had no right to kill him; the darkness is suc
Enrique:There’s a saying that when you are dreaming and you blink, everything just disappears, actually no one says that but I can’t believe it.I blink.I stare.It’s her, my eighteen year old younger sister, Anna De Luca, dressed in black, holding a pistol and standing beside Dominic. My mother is the first person to rush forward, choking back tears.“Anna?” She calls out gently, attempting to hold Anna but one of the men tries telling her to back off, she grabs his hand and flips him towards the floor, everyone, excluding my father and I, gasps. There’s a reason my mother was a warrior.“Mama.” Anna smiles a bit, embracing my mother, my father joins and they embrace tightly, meanwhile I stand there, feeling completely stunned. When she finishes embracing them, we stare at each other and I know. It’s her. My younger sister, the one I named. The girl that destroyed nearly all slumber party with the boys, the girl that’s so fucking smart.I run towards her, and crash her into a tight
Irene:I wake up with a throbbing headache, the light from the window reflects on my face. It is weird waking up to a different room where there’s no scent of Enrique, the bedroom is cozy, but it isn’t home. The bed is soft, but there’s no warmth of him.The room is silent, I miss waking up to the rhythmic beating of his chest or his slow breathing beside me, there is no rustle of sheets, or his arm draped over mine or his gentle murmur in my ear.It’s funny because once upon a time, I always longed to wake up beside him, to hear his good morning, to catch him shirtless just shuffling around the bathroom, to see his toned muscles, to kiss him hungrily, those are the moments I craved for, but now, it just feels so lonely.A tear slides down my face and I wipe it away roughly, looking around. The room is plastered in soft beige colors, but what I miss is the vibrant colors of his warm amber eyes.Groaning, I sit up straight and check my phone, countless messages from Iris, Naya, Chiara,
Enrique:“Fix what you did.” Tyler growls, dropping a stack of heavy folders on my mahogany desk. “Else I quit as your beta, forever.”“I have every intention of fixing what I did.” I look up from my computer, before standing up. It has only been a few hours that Irene has left and I feel like utter shit. I even texted Hunter, asking for the progress of Irene, but dude won’t tell me, he says Irene needs her privacy, I just want to know if she’s alright. Fuck him.Tyler sighs when he looks at me. “Iris doesn’t want anything to do with me, just because you hurt her sister. She says she’s loyal to Irene; please just fix what you did.” He runs his hand through his hair, tugging at the strands. “I just want Iris back.”“And I want Irene back.” My sigh is much heavier; I walk towards the windows, pulling at the blinds. The flash of sunlight reflects in my face and I wince gently. Tyler joins me, though he’s frowning.“You are taking it too hard on yourself.” One hand rests on my shoulder, “