“Alpha hunted this for you”. A woman in an apron said to Marissa, holding a large tray of a dead bloody animal. The sight made Marissa squirm. It had been a while since she saw something so gore which made her feel like vomiting and so she ran to her new room, Dario’s room to throw up in the bathroom. However, as soon as she got turned the door knob in attempt to lock the door, she got the shock her life as the door locked itself. Before she could react, a hand was on her throat strangling the life out of her. She couldn’t see anything apart from the persons eyes as black was all the person wore from the head to toes. Marissa struggled and struggled but to no avail. After a short minute of struggling, she started to give up as she had lost all the strength she had. All the fight in her was gone.“This person is not ordinary”. She thought as she could literally feel her strength and everything in her draining.On realization that she was about to die, a tear fell from her eyes, an
The pain he felt in his chest could not be quantified by anything in this world. The shock, the disappointment, the pain, the heartbreak, and most of all, the loss of hope. “How! How! How!”. Dario roared at the top of his voice, smashing his fists into the table that was now just pieces of wood. Over all the things he felt, the betrayal hurt the most. “She had been lying and pretending all this time James! All this time! I was fooled for months!” He roared out again, this time collapsing on the couch with tears rimming down his eyes. The one chance he had at a mate after waiting for a century, had to be an elf, and a betraying one at that. Everytime he remembers what happened yesterday. It feels the same way all over again. Flashback“Marissa?”. He asks, praying so hard that the person he was seeing was a witch’s hex and not really his Marissa. “What’s going on?”. She asks, as the vines cling to her not letting no matter how hard she tries to loosen it. “Dario, please help!”.
Marissa could not remember the time she cried this much. Her heart and body was in so much pain that her body was failing her. The man that claimed to be her mate and treasure her, had locked her up without food and water for 3 days now. It wasn’t foreign to her but it hurt so bad because she was beginning to like and trust him already. “That’s what you get for trusting people”. A creature in a full black cloak spoke to her. The voice startling her as she turned to look at the source of the voice. Only to find out that this was the same thing that strangled her the other day. Panic and anger filled her immediately as she got into defense mode, but it only laughed. The voice neither resembling that of a man or woman. It got her very confused and so she asked. “Who are you and what do you want from me”. Her voice shaky from lack of everything. Sleep, food, water, cold, and pain. “I-I’m you”. The thing replied. A confused and annoyed frown pastes itself on her face as she fully tu
“She should be executed!”. One elder from the far side of the table shouted.“I agree”. Another elder voices, and in no time, the whole room was noisy with all the elders of the council agreeing and soliciting for an execution of Marissa. “Silence!”. Dario ordered, pain gripping his chest because deep down, he knew he had to choose. His mate or the wishes and harmony of his people. The council was formed ages ago, even before he was born, and was filled with the oldest and wisest werewolves in the 20 packs. It was law that any decision made unanimously by them, would stand but Dario wasn’t having it. “That woman were talking about is my mate. Don’t forget that”. He says to them, his voice and tone so commanding that it got the whole room silent. A pin drop would be a loud sound in this conference room right now. “We apologize Alpha. However, the elders are not wrong. Even as a human, Marissa is not worthy of the throne and of being your mate. Now she’s an elf? Even worse”. Amel
The rumor about Alpha Dario’s mate being an elf had spread like wildfire through the 25 packs. Now, all the alphas of the 25 packs were calling and advocating for her execution. “This is such a mess. What do we do?”. James asked, panicking and pacing round Dario’s office. James looked even more troubled than Dario about this matter. There was literally a crowd outside the pack house trying to seek an audience with their alpha. Also, clamoring for the the execution of Marissa. This made him so mad but he couldn’t blame them either. Even he had a hard time accepting it, accepting her for who she was. Dario knew that it would be very hard to convince his people or make them accept her as soon as his rage was down after discovering that she was an elf so he wasn’t surprised. However, he didn’t anticipate that it would be this bad. There were at least 600 werewolves outside the pack house, shouting and chanting, which meant that almost everyone in the 20 packs were outside chanting:
Marissa had been groaning and rolling in pain. Everything felt so intense, everything was so painful. She just wanted it all to end. “It would be better if I die! Ahhh!”. She creams at the top of her lungs for the first time since the pain of transition started three days ago. It had become unbearable. It felt like her her blood was literally boiling, like there was a hot iron pressed on every single part of her body from the inside, constantly getting hotter by the second. “Please fight it master. You’ve come so far. Only three days more. The creature in the black cloak said as it appeared again. Marissa was so frustrated and was literally going insane. She laughed. So manically that even the creature was alarmed. Not even a second later, another agonizing scream leaves her mouth, herr heart beating so fast she thought it would give out on her, and the funny part is that she wanted it to. She had begun to give up on everything. It was too much. The pain, the torture, the heart
Marissa’s P.O.VPain is all I feel. From my head, to my lungs, to my teeth and even my internal organs. Everything felt like someone was tearing through every part of me with a newly sharpened knife but that wasn’t all. I’m surrounded by darkness, and it felt like it was seeping into my soul. I am literally blind in here and that scared me more than I could admit“No No No!”. I yelled out, knowing that there was nothing in here, besides my pitiful self and the darkness, as my voice echoed back to me like it was mocking meIn just a few minutes, I was going crazy with the solitude. It wasn’t my first time being locked up in a room or cell in darkness but at least I knew I wasn’t alone. Even the wicked guards were assurance that I wasn’t alone but not here. I was totally alone here. I’m tired. I’m tired of everything. The pain is too much, the sufferings are more than I can hear. I haven’t even been able to be happy for a whole month in several years. “Was I only born to suffer?”
“You are ready but your body isn’t”. The creature said to her as they sat in front of the mouth of the pit. She had gotten out! She literally floated out! Crazy, right? She had tried several time but got it on the 7th try, and to her, it was the easiest thing and couldn’t stop stop floating no matter how hard she tried. “Oh!”. She exclaimed as she saw herself almost two feet off the ground and consiously brought herself back down. Her fingers tingled all day since yesterday that she got out of the pit. It was a beautiful kind of of tingle and she could see herself get used to it. She felt stronger, more competent, and healthier. Just yesterday, she still felt very weak but now, it’s like she had several days to rest, even if it’s just been a few hours. “Please come back to me”. She heard Dario speak. The sound scaring her more than anything. She was in a world she didn’t know, and he’s here? How?. She looked around for the source of the voice but it felt like it came from ever