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Fated To The Evil Viking 1. Day and Night
I hate daytime. The rise of the sun which usually brings some level of joy to others has only brought sadness to me. My suffering would usually begin with back-breaking chores as the sun rises and would go on and on while getting physically abused in the process, till late in the evening when most pack members finally retire to bed. What makes it worse is that my body is not strong enough to withstand the magnitude of pain they inflict on me, and I don't heal as fast as a normal werewolf should. I feel the impact of every blow and kick they rained on me more than I would have felt if I had gotten my wolf. I'm not a normal werewolf you see. I'm a very late bloomer. Normally, the shifting age for werewolves is fifteen years. Sixteen for late bloomers. When I didn't shift at even seventeen years, I became the omega freak who is the butt of every joke. The stress reliever for every frustrated and the punching bag for every aggressive pack member, most especially those that called themse
Fated To The Evil Viking 2. Silent Night
After the Alpha, Luna, and Beta, the Gamma wolves are the next in command in a pack's chain of command. They are the supreme protectors of a pack which puts them among the high-ranking and most respected officials of a pack. No wonder all the shifters inside the dining hall had shock written all over their faces when I didn't rush to do as the Gamma chief had commanded. They thought I'd gone crazy for having the guts to disobey a high-ranking officer of the packI squat in front of Martha's chair instead and look into her eyes that has tears in them. Martha is not a shifter. She's human, yet she treats me better than my own kind. As if she's my mother."I told you I'll make the coffee, Martha. You could have hurt yourself! You didn't even have your walking stick with you, what if you fall and break another bone?""I'm sorry child. I just wanted to help. When I saw you were already behind schedule... I - I was trying to help so you wouldn't get punished, instead, I made it worse... I
Fated To The Evil Viking 3. Attack
Even though my sense of hearing isn't that great, I stand still in the middle of the woods, listening with my head tilted to one side... but all I hear is silence! I become worried then since I know there's nothing like a silent night in these woods that I've been walking to and from the pack house for the past two years.It is simply not right. The night air is supposed to be dominated by the sounds of crickets and frogs. The sounds of owls that hoot every so often in the distance. The sounds of the wind that relieves the humid heat and rustle the trees, and also the occasional high-pitched howls made by amorous foxes.I feel cold chilling sensations and goosebumps all over my body as I resume walking– hurriedly this time.The only sound I can hear right now is the sound of my footsteps crunching over twigs and dead leaves and it's creeping me out. I stop walking yet again when it feels as if I'm being watched, turning around to see if there is somebody behind me but no one. 'I must
Fated To The Evil Viking 4. Freak
Today promises to be a beautiful day. This morning is unlike any other I've woken up to see in the past eighteen years. I open my eyes to the sound of my alarm at 5 a.m and I couldn't stop my usually grim face from splitting into a huge grin. Gone are the days I would sleep and wish I never wake upEven though my room is a windowless small space under the stairwell that I shared with the brooms, mops, and buckets. Right on my foldable and narrow cot bed, I imagine myself looking out of my imaginary window, inhaling the air to smell the neighbor's blooming flowers while listening to the birds sings their joyful song. I can't wait to tell Martha my good news when I get to work.It's less than a week to my eighteenth birthday and I finally, finally shifted after waiting for so long. Yeah, I'm still happy and optimistic even though I shifted to something that looks more like a monster than a wolf. It was lurking in a corner somewhere inside of me, waiting for the perfect opportunity to le
Fated To The Evil Viking 5. Thor
Thor's POV"Thor, your father is on the line for you." Eric, my best friend and assistant said. I look up from the vegetables and pieces of fruit I was adding to the blender to see him walk towards me with a phone in hand.I ignore the phone and continue with what I'm doing"You can tell Vlad, The Impaler, I'm not home or he could go fuck himself, I don't give a shit either way!" I coldly reply. I'm about to add another vegetable to the smoothie I'm making when I hear my old man's angry voice blaring out of the phone's speaker. My hand freezes midair over the blender with the kale I'm about to put in it"You scoundrel, son of a gun!... 'Vlad, The Impaler!?' Really!?... I might not be the best father in the world but I am still your father, stupid and I hope you've not forgotten that!?... I expect you back home in California by tomorrow evening! And when I say tomorrow evening, I mean tomorrow evening Thor! This is the last time I will be asking you so don't force my hand into doing
Fated To The Evil Viking 6. All hell break lose
My mother and Eric's mother were Scandinavians and they were also best friends. My mother was of Vikings descent. They're the Norsemen raiders and warriors, that was why I was named Thor, the most widely-known powerful god of thunder, known for his bravery, strength, and healing powers?Eric's mother was the first to move to America when she got mated to an American who came to Denmark for business. The month her best friend left, my mom followed suit. Not because she also found her mate in an American shifter but because she missed her best friend She met my father, the Alpha of the new pack her friend now belonged to and they fell in love, or so she thought until he found his mate and broke up with her. She was heartbroken and didn't realize she was pregnant until two months after their breakup. By then, his Luna's pregnancy had been widely announced and celebrated. Every shifter in Silver Moon Pack knew who my mother was to the Alpha before he met his mate. Those who never like
Fated To The Evil Viking 7. Kill them all
We didn't know how my dad got to know we were leaving the country. He stormed the airport with his warriors and refused to allow us to board the plane. He had no problem with my mom leaving but he would never let her take me, and ordered two of his warriors to hold me downIt seemed my uncle already anticipated this would happen since he brought along with him huge warrior wolves that were way, way bigger than my dad's warriors. My dad and uncle started arguing. Their arguments escalated into bloody fights with my dad and his warriors suffering the most injuries but still, he refused to back down. When he saw his warriors were no match for my uncle's, he commanded them all to leave. After they had all left, he told my uncle...'You can take your sister, but it will be over my dead body before I allow you to take my son!''Your son? Like seriously!?...' How could he still call me his son after the way he's been treating me!?' I wondered in annoyance.Even if my uncle didn't say it out
Fated To The Evil Viking 8. Homeless
Ash's POV"Let her go, Mom, please. She might really be tired. I mean who wouldn't be after having an orgy with five virile werewolves less than six hours ago?" I stop dead in my tracks when I hear what Kent mockingly says while chortling like the sick idiot that he is._Orgy!_... What he said made me understand a lot of things... Why he said he knew what I did and why he called me a whore. It's all because he was already aware of what happened to me earlier that morning! He certainly knew about it. No wonder my assailants smelled familiar. Now I'm certain those wolves are also members of this pack. The incident happened around one in the morning and the current time is fifteen minutes past five. There's no way he could have found out so fast unless he was involved in the plan. I become furious. How could he be so heartless as to set me up to be raped by his friends? How could they be so wicked in this family? What have I done to them to deserve this hatred?Even if I was adopted or
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