3rd Point of View. Like the raging fire, Jacob went berserk. He abnormally releases his anger that he couldn't control in the giant cauldron that Fatima and Lowell used to cook potions of medicines. He wolfed out, and now, his strength maximized to its full power, and could perfectly throw tantrums and eradicate things that caught his eye. The garden of Lowell seems like there's an enormous storm passed through. "Pitiful Jacob," snarled Fatima while sipping her expensive liquor placed in an expensive crystal glass, rolling her eyes upward. She was standing on her balcony while resting her arms on its railing. "Nah, don't you say that, Fatima. It's stupidity, I supposed. Stupid love makes him go wild like that," Lowell replied, walking to stand up beside Fatima. "A love he shouldn't even have in the first place?" Fatima laughed. "To protect Faye, he became obsessed with everything about his own daughter's business. Lowell, he's creepy." "Yeah, but how do you say he's flying into
Faye's Point of View."Confusing you?" he replied while furrowing his brows. Damion pushed me in front of him and got on his knees. "I apologize for this matter, Mr. Jacob. I couldn't bring her as soon as I found her. She's too stubborn and a slut.""A slut?!" I butted in. "Who do you think are you talking about? How dare you say that fearlessly in front of my face as if you're reporting about a stranger? You shithead."Damion nodded. "Yes, you're right. You're a stranger to me."My brows met. A perfect non-verbal way to ask, "WHAT?!"Damion was on his knees while stating a foolish statement. I rolled my eyes. This makes me sick. Mom looked fierce, and dad is terrifying. Maybe, if hurting Damion won't hurt me, my parents are already a murderer. Just the thought of it, it makes me want to throw up. Mom went closer to my face and checked. Maybe she's making sure that Damion didn't touch me. Then she came near Damion who was still bowing in front of them. Cripes, my parents are regular
3rd Point of View. There was the thunder that continuously rumbled into the dark sky, in the middle of the night. It was roaring heavily as if it was giving the fishermen a sign to get out of the boat and the storm will stay for a couple of days, leaving destruction around their houses. It's the price of misery they would get for building houses around the sea, where unknown creatures already lived. Lucy and Jacob were found in the midst of the sea, sleeping on the unoccupied boat. By the splash of a sea, they were awakened, still getting swayed by the water to the shore.Lucy roamed her eyes around, and so does Jacob. As the reality finally sinks in, Jacob growls while wolfing out, ripping his clothes apart. Lucy wept, and like Jacob, she wolfed out."I need to take back my daughter. I will," Jacob grunts. He immediately submerge into the sea and run like he was on land. Soon after, he became like a jetski, running toward the shore. Lucy is on his back. People around the island wer
Damion's Point of View. Never met a woman who was as vulgar as she is. Or... did I? "What? You've been staring at nothingness for quite a while. Are you that shocked? Is this your first time to ever heard a woman ask you shit like this?" she chortled and looked away. "Nevermind. I shouldn't have asked an impotent to have sex with me. Even if we do, it'll be impossible to feel the pleasure from you." Faye looked away and was about to lie down again to continue what she's been doing earlier. How unlucky of her to feel disturbed when I pulled her back in my arms again a few inches away from me. I was remaining nonchalant as I looked into her eyes. "Stop teasing me about having sex with you." She chuckled. "Are you teased? Oh my god, why?" "You're teasing me!" I shouted in a trembling voice. "I'm asking you, but not teasing. I stopped and you still can't move on. Why, Damion? Why?" she asked, squinting her eyes. She gave a goosebumps that made me push her away. Caring for her seems
Faye's Point of View. Falling down STRAIGHT from stairs is like it could pass to America's Got Talent contest, and I need the reward now. Damion and I fell down at the same time but were later tossed in an opposite way when we reached the bottom. "What is that noise?!" the prison guard asked. I was stuttering to answer him, I don't even know how to start making words. When I looked at Damion, he was calmer than I am. Pretty sure, he's been here and was not surprised to see this hidden basement. "What the hell, Faye, come on up!" he whispered while his teeth were sticking as if he was about to yell but couldn't do it. Damion pulled me up, as our chains resounded. When we got up, the stupid chains tripped Damion, resulting to trip me too. Now, I'm on top of him. The prison guard came in. He looks like he was about to punch Damion. I don't understand how he looked right now, it's just blunt and confusing. It speaks volumes of emotions I couldn't fathom.He went outside without a w
Faye's Point of View. "NO!" I shouted, pulling back my hand as I whimpered in fear, while my voice trembled. I could feel the edge of my eyes getting wetter and wetter. "Don't you dare," blew Damion. I hid behind him, and he's supporting it with his hand— covering me from the danger. "Decide quickly. Whether you come with me or not, spit your decision right now. Your captors are about to come and fetch you," the prison guard snarled. When I look at him, he wasn't blinking. His straight eyes are sharply gazing upon Damion. Even his fist are crunching. I don't know why he's acting like this. Maybe my guts failed me this time. Such a shame that I couldn't uncover his hidden thoughts behind those eyes. "We'll escape on our own," Damion finally responded after a long pause. "You didn't even know this place. How could you speak confidently after all?" the prison guard sarcastically replied with a smirk on his face— completely looking down on Damion. "We're in the middle of the sea. Ho
Faye's Point of View.I woke up confused.My eyes roamed around, familiarizing where I could be right now. I tried to move around, and shackles resound. Still not convinced that Damion and I didn't make it to the end of the shore, but my eyes instantly opened wide when I heard shackles. But this place is quite different than where we were placed. Damn, what is this kind of shit they have done to us?"You're finally awake," someone spoke behind me. He was familiar. I jerked my head and looked for him. It was Ralph— the traitor prison guard. "You again? Ugh, you suck," I mumbled, rolling my eyes."I'm sorry about what happened earlier—" he apologized rapidly."Come on, I don't need that," I interrupted."You need to—""Shush.""But I was—""Shush."Ralph released a deep sigh, closing his eyes. I think he was trying to calm himself and collect some courage to speak up once again after being continuously rejected.This is fucking insanely hilarious! God damn it. He looked so pissed off
Faye's Point of View.Yelling, punching, loud banging— side to side— I've been bombarded. I was almost about to pass out because of the fact that I couldn't take all of this shit anymore. It was all nonsense to continue interfering and asking not to fight if their own gut is what will they act upon. No words will ever gonna change their mindset. It's like having to ask someone for an explanation when you've already judged them in your head. Ugh, sucked these two.Giving up, I sat at the edge of the bed, opened the top layer of the drawer beside the bed, took out pringles, eat it simply. I acted as if nothing was happening in front of me. That will just give me much more things to think about if I do bother about it.I'm not finishing half of the pringles, and silence rumbled to my ears. Ouch, I almost ruin my eardrums. The silence is too loud to even handle, so I need to break it. "What?" I asked, crunching the pringles inside my mouth, and I don't even know why I did that. "What is
Faye’s Point of View. My body was asleep, I know exactly my condition right now, but what are these I’m seeing? Mists? It’s blurry, I could be dreaming. No, I mean, I SHOULD be dreaming. Because if not, I refuse this fate. I saw my wolf, reaching for another wolf, in the form of a mist. She was struggling to meet the other wolf… whom I know I recognized. But my wolf couldn't, it was a painful thing, but she wasn't doing this because she wants Ralph's wolf, she was dictated to mate with the wolf. She was forced. Sometimes, all the things you wouldn’t want to happen to you will come and haunt you in your dream. I’m lucky I know that, because I could use it as an excuse for all of these things I’m seeing. Abruptly, I was pulled back to reality I didn’t even know how. On the brink of an eye, I saw Damion, kissing my lips. Or, was he? It seems like he's not. When our eyes met, my eyes widened, as well as his. We yelled at each other and pushed ourselves to the opposite side of us. It
3rd Point of View. “I’m afraid we lost them, Alpha King,” said the manager of all the hostages, his name is Spencer, a mere human. Alpha King wreaked havoc inside. He was desperate for getting the moonstone, obsessed with Faye! He was near to getting the moonstone in his very hands, but his stupid people are just reminding the Alpha King what’s their nature— a useless and nonsense human. This whole thing stirred old beliefs Alpha King has for humans. He wolfed out. The cape that’s been covering the scars on his back and the crown placed on his head is now removed.Joseph, Alpha King’s name, disrobe his royal title, only to bring chaos in the middle of the sea where innumerable species have been caught and are still inside the ship. One by one, using his large and sharp claws, he tore apart the human’s body in two. His only target is their heart, and he eats it. Every time he eats a human heart, his strength multiplies, his body is growing large, and his wolf ability is increasing.
Faye's Point of View.Damion's transformation, I know I've seen this before, back in the villa of uncle Lowell and auntie Fatima. However, still, I find myself in awe watching him shift. He was beautiful when he shifted, beautiful and pleasing to the eyes, unlike the usual werewolf, I've seen shift before my eyes. Exactly how it happened back then, it's kind of repeating right now, and I'm seeing it before my eyes. I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO?!One thing's for sure… this is beyond stupefying. From his hot topless physique, all his silver furs appear to cover all parts of his body while Damion screams in pain. But what's so painful about wolfing out? I mean, it's part of our natural things to do as a werewolf, how can't he do it properly?It's as if this was his first time feeling the heat, burn, and almost rip apart a body in two.I caressed his cheeks… he started tearing up. I felt the ache in my heart too. At this rate, I'm pretty sure I know nothing about how he feels right now. But
3rd Point of View."F-Faye?"In a matter of seconds, Jacob dropped Lucy's body on the ground carefully, tearing and excited to see his daughter again, he run into the midst of the crowds. There were mixed beings running to reach Faye. Beings at the back were stranded and struggling to reach her. It's rather snug there than the bees inside their beehive, even moving your hand is difficult. One small move, or not move at all, and you're hurt. Crowds were all surrounding Faye. Almost near to holding her hand, Jacob tears up— but a loud bang, an abrupt attack to be exact, put a stop to his illusion. Lives have been taken, lights were taken down, and he sees nothing but a dark and brutal crime scene. His wolf eyes rapidly move to find Faye.Someone took her and covered her mouth."NO!" he yelled and run. Yet, Hunter pulled his hand. "Where are you going?" asked Hunter "It's no use, we had to run now before anyone sees us. You wouldn't be able to save her even if you managed to reach your
3rd Point of View."No!" Hunter shouted as Lucy was about to get struck by the spears from the intruders. Jacob already did his job— protected Lucy. He pushed Lucy down, while the spears penetrated his hand in the middle. Looks like he was crucified, but not exactly at the cross like Christ. Jacob shifted. He tried to control his temper, but now his control was all gone. He was gravely furious. His Alpha spirit— his wolf to be exact— overrules him. He attacked every single intruder, while Hunter was accompanying Lucy to get out of his hut through the hole he personally made.Jacob was yelling. It's even easier now to put them down at once that infuriation leads him. All of the intruders shifted too. It got a little difficult, but Jacob still managed. He was bleeding, his hand rather, endlessly. But the way he fights seemed it's nothing and doesn't hurt at all."You who dared to kill my wife! YOU WILL BE PUNISHED!" he roared. That particular man was bitten disgustingly through his che
Faye's Point of View.Yelling, punching, loud banging— side to side— I've been bombarded. I was almost about to pass out because of the fact that I couldn't take all of this shit anymore. It was all nonsense to continue interfering and asking not to fight if their own gut is what will they act upon. No words will ever gonna change their mindset. It's like having to ask someone for an explanation when you've already judged them in your head. Ugh, sucked these two.Giving up, I sat at the edge of the bed, opened the top layer of the drawer beside the bed, took out pringles, eat it simply. I acted as if nothing was happening in front of me. That will just give me much more things to think about if I do bother about it.I'm not finishing half of the pringles, and silence rumbled to my ears. Ouch, I almost ruin my eardrums. The silence is too loud to even handle, so I need to break it. "What?" I asked, crunching the pringles inside my mouth, and I don't even know why I did that. "What is
Faye's Point of View.I woke up confused.My eyes roamed around, familiarizing where I could be right now. I tried to move around, and shackles resound. Still not convinced that Damion and I didn't make it to the end of the shore, but my eyes instantly opened wide when I heard shackles. But this place is quite different than where we were placed. Damn, what is this kind of shit they have done to us?"You're finally awake," someone spoke behind me. He was familiar. I jerked my head and looked for him. It was Ralph— the traitor prison guard. "You again? Ugh, you suck," I mumbled, rolling my eyes."I'm sorry about what happened earlier—" he apologized rapidly."Come on, I don't need that," I interrupted."You need to—""Shush.""But I was—""Shush."Ralph released a deep sigh, closing his eyes. I think he was trying to calm himself and collect some courage to speak up once again after being continuously rejected.This is fucking insanely hilarious! God damn it. He looked so pissed off
Faye's Point of View. "NO!" I shouted, pulling back my hand as I whimpered in fear, while my voice trembled. I could feel the edge of my eyes getting wetter and wetter. "Don't you dare," blew Damion. I hid behind him, and he's supporting it with his hand— covering me from the danger. "Decide quickly. Whether you come with me or not, spit your decision right now. Your captors are about to come and fetch you," the prison guard snarled. When I look at him, he wasn't blinking. His straight eyes are sharply gazing upon Damion. Even his fist are crunching. I don't know why he's acting like this. Maybe my guts failed me this time. Such a shame that I couldn't uncover his hidden thoughts behind those eyes. "We'll escape on our own," Damion finally responded after a long pause. "You didn't even know this place. How could you speak confidently after all?" the prison guard sarcastically replied with a smirk on his face— completely looking down on Damion. "We're in the middle of the sea. Ho
Faye's Point of View. Falling down STRAIGHT from stairs is like it could pass to America's Got Talent contest, and I need the reward now. Damion and I fell down at the same time but were later tossed in an opposite way when we reached the bottom. "What is that noise?!" the prison guard asked. I was stuttering to answer him, I don't even know how to start making words. When I looked at Damion, he was calmer than I am. Pretty sure, he's been here and was not surprised to see this hidden basement. "What the hell, Faye, come on up!" he whispered while his teeth were sticking as if he was about to yell but couldn't do it. Damion pulled me up, as our chains resounded. When we got up, the stupid chains tripped Damion, resulting to trip me too. Now, I'm on top of him. The prison guard came in. He looks like he was about to punch Damion. I don't understand how he looked right now, it's just blunt and confusing. It speaks volumes of emotions I couldn't fathom.He went outside without a w