She barged into the open door of her father's hospital room, to see the nurses and the doctor surrounding her father's bed, she couldn't even see his face. "Let's go two hundred joules, come on." The doctor commanded one of the nurses, rubbing the defibrillator together before he jolted her father's chest again. Her father jerked on the bed, but that was the only reaction they got.The machines were going crazy. There was a loud beeping but for the life of Ismena, she can't seem to figure out where the sound was coming from. Her mother and sister crowded her, grabbing her from everywhere in sheer panic. They were asking her questions but she couldn't hear them well. She couldn't hear anything,see anything apart from the monitor.She watched in horror as the lines straightened—until it flatlined, and then there was an even louder beep.The doctor straightened away from him, his lips pursed in sadness, before looking at the nurses and shaking his head. Like a movie, everyone stopped wh
Three more days later, they were ready to go back to Naturiah. Wolfaraine made it clear that they cannot stay any longer in the human world. Wolfhunters have attacked twice, he'd confessed, but he and Alphose had managed to take of them in secret to avoid scaring her mother and sister."Please, come with us, mother." Ismena pleaded again for the umpteenth time. Wolfaraine had agreed already for her to bring her family to Naturiah if her mother was in agreement. But she wasn't.Again, Amelia shook her head, pasting a smile on her face. She seemed to have aged more in the past few days, and the changes tugged on Ismena's chest so much. Her father's death hit her mother harder than she's letting on."I can't, Ena. I want to stay here," she gestured to their home, "Here... Your father's memories are right here.When I move around the house and I can still feel him."Ismena swallowed tightly, glancing behind her at Wolfaraine's inscrutable face before staring back at her mother. "Mother, d
Everywhere was quiet. Too quiet.Ismena rolled over on the bed and curled herself into a ball again. It's been an hour since Wolfaraine had gently placed her on the bed in her room before disappearing through the door. Whether he went to his own bedroom or not, Ismena had no idea.It was just a week ago that Mirian interrupted their love session, crying and bringing the news of her father being in the hospital. It's only been a week again since they'd hurried out of Naturiah to the human world. But, it felt like years ago. A lot has happened since that time.A lot was found out during that time.A lot has changed.She felt like a huge rock had grown in her chest, her heart was that heavy. Tears threatened her eyes and she blinked hard to keep them at bay, it's been like that for long minutes now, and she seemed to be losing that battle.Finally, her nightmares made sense to her. Her blank memories of when she was eight have been remedied. Thankfully, the memories weren't that clear b
He blinked hard, wishing he could block out all those voices, but it would be a futile attempt so he didn't even bother. She was always pouting. No matter how hard the wolf tried to scare her, baring its teeth and growling at her all the time, the girl was never scared of them. She'd purse her lips into a pout, glare at him through those shiny brown eyes before she moves a few distances away from him, lowers herself to the floor, and began telling him stories about anything and everything.That girl was his greatest guilt. It wasn't his packmates who died in that hellhole. It wasn't his female packmates he'd been forced to molest. It wasn't Nalaila. It was her.Just thinking about the little girl was making his heart bleed. He'd been traumatized after being paired with Nalaila, he'd been sick to his stomach. Worry was eating at him when he never saw or heard about his sister for very long days. Only for those monsters to get him high as a kite again and bring a victim much worse tha
It's been so long since he consoled someone close to him. Probably because everyone close to him had died apart from his sister who was still not close to getting healed after so many long years. As an alpha and a king, he consoled his people whenever they needed him, but it wasn't the same, especially when the woman in his arms was his mate.His hand wrapped around her fist and pulled it away from her chest, then he adjusted her, placing her chest to his own chest and held her against him tighter. Then, the Wolf reached out through his chest in a consoling gesture, rubbing against her, soothing her. He closed his eyes and leaned down, pressing her deeper into his chest and rubbing his jaw, his cheek all over her hair. Warmth spread through Ismena's body, rubbing against the pain, dulling the harshest part of it. The pain is still there but it wasn't as overwhelming, as suffocating as it was before.Ismena cried and clung to him for a very long time, and he held her. The night dragge
When the tears splashed on his chest, he blinked deliriously as if it was a dream he never expected to see them. He had no idea that he'd been crying.Taking a deep breath, he wiped the liquid from his eyes and cheeks."It was not your fault, Wolfaraine. Why do you have to take the blame for everything?" Ismena asked vehemently, "You were drugged. You did not drug yourself. They drugged you. It was all their fault."He didn't say anything for a very long time."Those nightmares you have, they were because of what I did to you. You know that right?""If I know that they were because of what you were forced to do to me? Yes, I know." She deadpanned, skeptically.He turned and looked at her. His throat bobbed, "Do you finally have a recollection of that memory?""Yes," she averted her eyes, "It's hazy, but it's no longer a blank slate. Eighteen years have passed.""Your father said you died. You fought for so long but it was just too much, and you died. I ended your life. Twice.""And yo
Whirling around again, blazing blue eyes found her, "Don't you dare..." He cut off, and took deep breaths as if he was willing himself to calm down, "Don't you dare apologize for this. Don't apologize for anything that was not your fault.I raped you. I got you pregnant prematurely. I made you loose your womb."Pain lanced through her heart at the mention of her womb. God knows that in silence—when she was all alone and completely sure that he wouldn't hear her—she will mourn the permanent loss of her womb. She will never blame him for it."All these hurt me, Ismena. I can only speak to one person. How can so much happen to one person? He shook his head, "Eighteen years ago but it felt like yesterday.""Yes, it does, Wolfe because you are not allowing yourself to heal." "Heal? Did you just say heal? How do I heal when it all lives here?" He pointed at his chest, "How do I heal when everywhere I look is a constant reminder of the horrors of my life? How do I heal when I have a part of
"No, I'm not." He said, stiffly.She touched his lower back. He flinched before his brain could even process the action. "Yes, you are." She hated how her voice trembled.Then, he turned and stared at her with such a drained expression on his face. "I can't... Ismena. I'm sorry, but I can't. I can't do this, I..." He swallowed tightly, "I need a break. I need a break from all this. This is tearing me apart."She doesn't understand what he was asking of her. "What do you mean? This is not a time for a break. This is a time for us to get closer together and get through this. Together.""No. I know that you will be alright without me, Ismena. You have a lot going on for you right now, but I know you can get through it without me—""No," Shaking her head, she took a step back away from him. And another, "No, no, no, I can't—""Yes, you can." His face closed up, he gave her a blank face, "Our relationship was never one for commitments, after all, you know this, Ismena. I never deceived yo