"What!? I ask, staring back at him in confusion. Is there something on my face? Why are you looking at me as if I've suddenly grown a pair of horns on my head" I say as I rub my hand all over my face and head to check if there's something unusual anywhere that I'm not aware of"Yes!..." He replies in all seriousness and then shakes his head "I mean no! There's nothing on your head but something is definitely wrong with your face!""My face!..." I ask in alarm, feeling myself blanch out of fear. The shocked expression on Ethan's face, making me assume the worse already "What is wrong with my face!?" I ask again but he just kept staring dumbfounded at me, making me wonder...'Am I shifting? Is my wolf going out of control?' I continue to rub my hands all over my face but feel nothing unusual still. "What do you see on my face Ethan because I can't feel anything with my hand," I frustratingly snapped at him, afraid of the answer he would give me."You were badly beaten before but now..
Martha is shocked to see my wolf's eyes or is that fear in her eyes? Do I seem like a monster to her? Is she scared of me now? I think to myself before directing my gaze toward Ethan. His eyes are narrowed in concentration like he's trying to figure out something about me.I look away from them, closing my eyes for some seconds to calm my wolf down and get my breathing under control. When I open them again, I see through the casserole dish that they were back to their normal amber color. I look over at Ethan again and I catch him looking at me strangely. I couldn't look at Martha's face again. I'm scared of what I would see in her eyes. Fear? Hate? Will she start avoiding me from now on? I ask myself these questions but don't wish to find out what the answer will be. I just walk out of the kitchen, through the back doorI can't remember the last time I cry for anything. Maybe two years ago when Celine announced it was time I dropped out of school and work to help out with the family e
Turns out I was upset over nothing. Martha was not shocked to see my wolf's eyes, she was just very surprised. She thought I got my wolf out of the blue, right there in the kitchen. As a human, she didn't know there was a process that a shifter shifting for the first time goes through."No, I did not just get my wolf," I tell them the truth. Of course, Ethan knew the process doesn't just happen out of the blues but Martha's eyes widened with surprise when she heard what I said"When did it happen then?" She asks with interest"I shifted for the first time around 1 am this morning when I was going home from work. I would have told you immediately I arrived but didn't because we're always busy in the morning and today being laundry day, I just figured I should wait. It was what I intended to talk to you about when I said we would talk when we get home..." I pause and she nods in understanding."I didn't want to talk in front of Ethan before since I don't know him that well, you underst
Ethan is already waiting for us in his car when Martha and I come out of her house arm in arm. We arrive at where he's parked and Martha opens the back door while I sit beside Ethan in the front seat."Hi..." She simply says to Ethan with a smile before she comfortably rests her back, exhales, and closes her eyes. We'd been working all day and I know she's tired. I feel guilty for keeping her out of her bed. I can't wait for me to turn eighteen so she can finally retire."Hi. Thank you for doing this" I say to Ethan with a smile and he also smiles, nodding back in return.The drive to the station is a short one, about ten minutes, and done in silence since we don't want to wake Martha who appears to have drifted into dreamland alreadyAs soon as we alight from the car, Martha excuses herself and goes straight to get our tickets which Ethan insisted on paying for. He also gets some stuff that he says we might need for the road. The ticket Martha got is for a suite cabin that contains
Thor's POVFor the first time in fifteen years, I don't have a nightmare. Instead, I had a beautiful dream. Well, the dream wasn't entirely beautiful since it ended badly, but it was from the beginning. I dreamt about the sun, setting on a golden wheat field that swayed gently in the calm evening wind. Right at the center of the field stood a goddess. The loveliest of all women with golden tresses that cascaded down her back and over her shoulders, and beautifully tanned skin that glowed as the evening sunlight shone and cast its shadow on her.Even though I hate the fact that she was scantily clad in a long, golden chiffon dress that leaves little to the imagination. I love the perfect curvy body that I could see through her thin, threadbare dress. I'm especially attracted to her round and high breasts with dark prominent nipples and darker areola At the mere sight of her, my wolf was already jumping crazily within me, clawing to rise to the surface and meet with his mate."Mate!"
Flame's POVMy whole body stiffens as explosive wolves' voices begin to howl inside my head and all around me. I forcefully push myself away from Ethan with my eyes tightly shut and my hands over my ears in a bid to block out some of the noise but it is useless.It feels like a parade is going on inside my head. Throngs of angry wolves running and howling in unison. Threatening to render me insane. I manage to open my eyes when I feel Ethan's firm hands shaking my shoulders...His lips are moving but I can't hear what he's saying over all the howlings and the paws beating hard on the wall of my skull."Make it stop! Please make it stop! It's driving me crazy! I'm about to go insane! It is painful. Feels as if my head is about to explode" I cry out to him in desperation. He looks frantic with worry for me. His lips are still moving, uttering words he had no idea I can't hear. That is it. He's not doing anything to stop the voice. Can he even hear me?"Make it stop!" I shout through t
"You're not a sorcerer?" I ask with surprise "But Martha said you are, and she would never lie to me!" "Yes, but my young cousin is always getting things mixed up. I'm a witch, not a sorcerer. There's a difference between the two"Oh, you're a witch!? - Wait, did you just say your young cousin? That must be a slip of tongue, you meant to say older cousin, didn't you?" She chuckles "What do you think? Am I the older or younger cousin?""Isn't that obvious enough?""Yes, it is. It must have been a slip of tongue then" It must have been a slip of tongue or it is a slip of tongue? I wonder. She certainly sounds like she's teasing me which is surprising since I've never heard anyone say good things about witches. I heard they make use of magic or supernatural powers to harm or manipulate others into doing their will. "I'm sorry but aren't witches supposed to be... You know... I thought witches are evil! I heard they sacrifice innocent people especially kids for their own wicked deeds
No matter what I say to Lilly, she continues with what she's saying as if she can't hear me talk. Like I'm not even there in the room with her. 'Help me or leave me the fuck alone! How difficult is that!?' I wonder to myself in annoyance. Even though she's starting to piss me off, I manage to keep my temper in check, watching as she drone on and on to the invincible goddess she's speaking to."I can only help prepare her body for you goddess..." she finished saying while looking straight into my eyes."You're crazy!" I shout and wrench my hands away from hers. "You're an obvious candidate for the loony bin and should be urgently admitted to one! I'm leaving right now!" I say and immediately turn to leave. She has successfully driven me to the point of frustration, I just hope my leaving won't upset Martha."Wait!... Please!" She stops me again with her hand holding firmly to my arm. I try to wrench my arm away from her but her grip is too strong. She's certainly stronger than the fra
"I saved us!? How did I do that!?" I ask in disbelief since I don't remember doing anything but cry."We lost our powers. He was separated from the rest of us. The witch's plan was for me to watch him die a painful death and all I remember doing was cry. So how did I do it? How did I save us?"You screamed..." Lily replies I frown"That was it!?... I just screamed?" I ask not understanding how that helped save people's lives."Yes!" Ella says with excitement." You screamed and combusted!..." My eyebrows shots up in surprise as I continue to listen to her talk"The General told us all about it. He said it's one of your abilities. Besides, I was there that day when Alpha Elias asked about your powers and you told us what happened when you screamed in anger once."That was the day Miranda and the Council police came to arrest me. "That was what saved us!? And I combusted!?" "Yes! You screamed and burst into blue flame. They all flee. Fighting to escape the agonizing pain your screa
Ash's POV "Come on, babe! You can do it!" Thor softly says behind me. "Control is in the mind, remember? You control your powers with what your mind will and wish for. It will do what you ask it to do. It will harm or kill anyone you wish to harm or kill." "But I'm trying!" I shout with frustration. "I'm trying but it's not working!""Try harder!" I hear Granduncle Beowulf's firm voice say. "You're Goddess Sif. The chosen one of our House Howell. You're also a Lycan so give it your all! Try harder!""If you want to do it then you have to stop panicking so you can be able to concentrate." My mom's gentle voice takes over from Granduncle Beowulf. "Calm down. Relax and try to breathe through it. You can do it. I believe in you. Breathe my darling, breathe..." "Okay!" I say, nodding my head as I take deep breaths in before letting it out slowly. "I am Lycan. I am Goddess Sif. I am the chosen one of House Howell. I can do it. Control is in the mind...Control is in the mind...Cont
My eyes widen when the ground drops from underneath everyone right before my eyes. Or should I say they're floating above the ground? What is this? What is happening all of a sudden?I look around me and realize, no, not everyone, just the werewolves! The wereapes and hybrids are standing firmly on the ground while the werewolves float above it.Wait, I'm a werewolf. Why am I not floating with the others? Why am I the only one standing with our enemies?And why is everywhere this quiet all of a sudden? What happened to the mighty growls and groans? Come to think of it, they didn't just stop growling and groaning; they're motionless. They look frozen in place? "Thor!" I hear my name and my heart skips a bit with apprehension.Ash. I would recognize that voice anywhere. I suspected they wouldn't be able to stop her. Now she's here. God, why does she have to be here now that everything is turning upside down? My eyes search among the crowd of werewolves above the ground until I see
Thor's POVThe outcome of a battle could be decided by various factors which include the skill of the commanding officers, the numbers and experience of the warriors, the instruments and weapons used, the battleground, the weather conditions... and so onMind you; I said 'could be.' No one can predict the outcome of a war. Even if you get all your ducks in a row before the battle or your warriors are already having the upper hand during the battle, unexpected circumstances can suddenly turn the tide and fuck things up for you. Back in Denmark duels and battles between packs are the norm. It's a way to expand our territories, establish honor, and settle disputes. I've fought in many battles in the fifteen years I stayed with my uncle but none as crazily wild as this. A few minutes into it, I realized despite all the training we've had, we're still far from ready. Werewolf vs Wereape is a fair fight. Werewolf vs. hybrid is death sentence, especially for the nonoriginals among us. I
What the hell! I shockingly gaspIt's not a wereape child. It's a human! A human child wearing a wereape costume! My eyes narrow in disbelief when I see more hybrids coming out from behind her. Like, they're literally coming out of thin air. When Eric and Lily opened their portals, I saw the air shimmered before the space opened and widened into a hole big enough for multitudes to pass through. This is just plain space. More of them are coming out of plain, space! I whirl around, looking for Lily, but I don't see her anywhere.The only human form I see driving a dagger into a wereape's heart is a stranger. A black woman that reminds me of a character in a famous movie series. Oh, yes. Ancient witches take the form of another when their identity is exposed or they don't want to be exposed."Lily!" I growl over the chaotic howls and growls around us and the woman turns to look at me."Lily?" I questioningly call again to double sure and she smiles. Hurrying to me as she wipes her bl
The air reeks of blood, burnt flesh, and the sickening stench of dark wolves. Mighty growls and snarls reverberate all around me, filling my head with vivid images of the battle raging nearby.Even though my Lycan is running fast and hard, the loose beach sand slows me down, making it feel as if I'm running in slow motion. Damn, dunes! And damn Thor for sending me to the farthest part of the beach where hills of sand are molded everywhere.My heart beats wildly inside my chest. It's not only because I'm extremely anxious though. It's mostly because I'm feeling my mate's emotions– rage, fear, frustration, desperation... This makes me wonder, if the mighty Thor is feeling this way, then doesn't it mean the apes have the upper hand?I stumble and growl out in pain when I suddenly feel a sharp unbearable pain on my right flank. I touch the place and subconsciously look down at my hand. What was I expecting to see? Blood? I wonder.Almost immediately, I feel another ripping pain on my l
The moment I rise to follow the rest a strong hand holds me back. I turn to look at the person and I see Thor looking down at me, clearly looking worried. I wonder if he had been behind me all this while. I couldn't have known since our essence had been masked by Lily so the enemies wouldn't be able to smell our presence.I try to switch my grim expression into a smile but I'm not sure I manage to successfully pull it off. "Baby, we...""Do you remember what we talked about when I got my Thor power?" He hurriedly asks, cutting me off mid-sentence I frown, trying to recall that particular conversation "About control?" I ask He nods"Yes, about control. You're Goddess Sif. The chosen one of House Howell and a Lycan. If the time comes then don't be afraid to summon and use your powers. Control is in the mind. You control your powers with what your mind will and wish for. It will do what you ask it to do. It will harm or kill anyone you wish to harm or kill, you understand me!?" H
"We need more men. Preferably, originals." I say and look at Ash,"Babe, apart from your mom, who and who do you think we can really trust in House Howell with this? I mean, are they really as close as I heard? Does everyone have the same mindset? Are they on the same page?" I ask.I just had to ask because even though I heard the Howells are a close-knit family, I can't risk letting the wrong person(s) find out secrets like Eric's newfound powers and leaking the news to the wrong ears.She nods."Judging by how they behave towards each other, I guess they are. I'm sure my mom wouldn't have let her siblings know I'm the chosen one if there was any trust issue between them. I will call right now and tell her what's going on so she can quickly make the arrangements." She says, immediately opening her purse to get her phone."Good," I reply. "Remember, we need those that have fully mastered their fire abilities." I say with emphasis laid on 'fully mastered' She nods, "They're all not
"Guys go help him here!" I tell Henrik and Bear. It was kinda funny to see him all sprawled on the ground like that, struggling to get up like a drunk but I try not to laugh. He wanted to find out how safe the dome is! I guess he did it to know if his mate was truly safe under it. He's lucky to be alive. When I was protected under the dome, I saw how the ape hybrids that tried to approach me were thrown and instantly killed. I wonder why he's not dead. Surely it couldn't be because the dome I was protected under was stronger than the one Lily made or could it? It couldn't be. Lily is an ancient witch, more powerful than Aunt Liv. I turn to look at her and it seems she reads the thoughts going through my mind."I thought that might happen, so I built it without the killing spell. It's dangerous to build a spelled dome without warning the people around of how dangerous it is. He's badly stunned but he will be alright. Don't worry about it."I nod"Thank you for being thoughtful," I s