Cara povIt's been a month since I came to the secret community. Rosalin or a.k.a Julia, the leader and the only tru blood, had agreed to train me. Since then, we have been having intense and serious training. Every day, the only time I rest is when I need to go take a pee.Everything has been going great. I had made some friends, though, only Martin and my personal maid that she assigned to me. Vivian. My life had transformed into a repetitive cycle of training, eating, and collapsing into bed, only to wake up and do it all over again. I have learned a lot of things and their culture. I must say Rosalin, or rather Julia, was a very strong cupbearer, hence her status as their leader.“Cara, concentrate on calling fought your inner bloodline.” Rosalin's hard voice reached me where I was standing still. Holding my breath as instructed. I try to feel the inner power in me.Rosalin had told me about the first Cupbearers to ever exist, “the special child”. According to her, he was the onl
Brian’s POVI woke up to absolute darkness and a dull pain. My body ached, every muscle heavy and spamming in uncontrolled pain. but I gritted my teeth. The pain was familiar to me. It was nothing I had not handled. The first thing I noticed was that my wolf was quiet. For a moment, I thought I was dead. But I was supposed to feel no pain. The afterlife was a place of no pain or suffering …unless I was in hell. Perhaps I had finally succumbed to my sins and found myself in hell, a fitting punishment for the hundreds of lives I had failed to protect, for the people I had betrayed and led to their death. for my pack that is now in shambles.But then I heard it.The sound of children crying. Faint, but enough to pierce through the suffocating silence. Fear and terror laced their cries, twisting something deep inside me. I clenched my fists, though the movement sent a sharp jolt of pain through my wrists. The chains rattled, confirming I wasn’t dead. Not yet. I willed the screaming to g
Cara’s POVThe air around me crackled with heat and tension. My body was stretched to the max, my muscles screaming for relief, but I couldn’t stop. Not now. Julia, or rather Rosalin, the formidable leader of the Cupbearers, was circling me like a predator, her movements precise and calculated.Even If I wanted to scream, I could cause this is what I want, to grow strong faster.We were in the arena, a wide-open space bordered by towering trees and the transparent border like barrier. I later learnt it is sound proof. Separating our training from the rest of the community. I was the only pureblood and rosalin, well the leader of the cupbearers, hence the privacy. Julia had insisted on this session after my "incident." According to her, I needed to learn control and to channel my instincts into action rather than fear. After the incident, I have this prickling feeling that keeps on nagging on my nerves. It is constantly there, like a mysterious fog over my head."Focus, Cara," Julia b
Cara povI froze. The weight of her words pressed down on me like a heavy stone. “The Master?” I echoed, my voice trembling slightly. “Who…" Who is he?”Julia stepped back, her eyes darkening as she began to pace. “He’s the Alpha who rules the western part of Ellorin,” she explained. “A powerful being, descended from Fenrir himself, the one who fought the Special Child centuries ago.”My breath caught in my throat. Fenrir. The name alone sent chills down my spine. I had heard the legends, the stories of the great battle that had shaped the history of werewolves and Cupbearers alike. Fenrir, king of the werewolves and the special child, had fought a mysterious battle that till today nobody knows who won.“He’s not just an Alpha, Cara,” Julia continued. “He’s something far more dangerous. The bloodline of Fenrir carries with it immense power, power that has been passed down through the generations. And this Master… he’s the culmination of that power. He’s cunning, ruthless, and unrelent
Cara’s POVThe forest had changed. Everything had changed.The once-familiar trails leading to the mafian wolf pack were filled with the unmistakable stench of feral rogues. Their foul presence was like an infestation, spreading decay and death to everything it touched. Feral rogues filed everywhere, but something was different. Normal rogue wolf's had these unfocused eyes with no sense of belonging, but the ones I saw, it was almost like they had a purpose.The sight of the once flourishing rogues haven that brian had single handedly built was like a pandemic location. Erosions were everywhere and signs of upturn earth and destruction laid forward. But that was not the worst. It was now infested with feral rogues, which filled me with a rage, so consuming it nearly blinded me. Everywhere I turned, the stench of blood and death hung in the air like a suffocating fog. It was as if the rogues had sprouted from the very ground, a never-ending infestation that plagued the Mafian Wolf Pack
Cara povThe moment I entered the battle, everything changed. I let loose my fore, allowing it to burn around me, some rogues who mindlessly jumped on me were burned to crisp. Then, those that didn't burn were met with my claws. My claws slashed through the rogues with deadly precision, my body moving on instinct. Each strike was swift and brutal, my strength far surpassing theirs.My entrance relieved Gareth and the people a little. The first wave of rogues were either burnt or were missing their organs. I came forward with a meeting with Garreth, who had an unreadable expression, but the surprise and relief didn't pass my heightened senses.Emily had a look of utter shock on her young, hardened face. She was standing beside Garreth, and with Aiden, her mate glued to her side. I found out a long time ago.“She is a monster, the feral rogue's leader” one person in the crowd shouted ,but nobody paid heed to the shout. I didn’t know if it was fear, but they all stared at me with a dumbf
Cara PovAfter a while, probably hours or minutes that the sobs finally subsided, I had stopped crying, but the pain was still there. Debby was my friend, kind and gentle. She had told taughte me a lot about my abilities, what i am, and she was the one who discovered my secret identity, and then taught some basics she knew. She didn't deserve this.Garreth placed a hand on my shoulder, his grip firm. “We’re going to get through this, Cara. Together. But you can’t keep running from it. You can’t keep running from yourself, pull the bull by the horn, Cara.”I nodded slowly, wiping my face. “I’ll try.”“That’s all we ask,” he said with a small smile. I turned back to the forest, the grief still there but no longer unbearable. “How did she die” “The knife she was stabbed with prevented her from healing, and she couldn't heal herself. She died of blood loss due to losing too much blood.” Garreth said, with a hard expression. I could tell that he was affected so much. He was going throug
Cara povAlpha Black was a strong alpha. Even though he likes to bite and run, it doesn't mean that he is weak. He chooses to hide his power and feign weakness so as to make you underestimate him, but it wasn’t for me. I have lived with him, and I know him and every trick he has up his sleeve. That was why I poured my strength in our first clash. meeting his charge head-on. Our blades clashed, the force of the impact sending a shockwave through the air.My sword vibrated from the impact. The force pushed me two steps back, but he only took a step back. To show you the disparity of strength.“foolish girl,you think you can stand against the Master’s will?” he snarled, his strength pressing against mine. As he charged for the second time.I had even underestimated him again. His strength was way above mine, without my bloodline being active. His words made me reconsider this Master from the western district. If alpha Black van willingly serves him as hid slave, that goes a long way to t
Cara povAlpha Black was a strong alpha. Even though he likes to bite and run, it doesn't mean that he is weak. He chooses to hide his power and feign weakness so as to make you underestimate him, but it wasn’t for me. I have lived with him, and I know him and every trick he has up his sleeve. That was why I poured my strength in our first clash. meeting his charge head-on. Our blades clashed, the force of the impact sending a shockwave through the air.My sword vibrated from the impact. The force pushed me two steps back, but he only took a step back. To show you the disparity of strength.“foolish girl,you think you can stand against the Master’s will?” he snarled, his strength pressing against mine. As he charged for the second time.I had even underestimated him again. His strength was way above mine, without my bloodline being active. His words made me reconsider this Master from the western district. If alpha Black van willingly serves him as hid slave, that goes a long way to t
Cara PovAfter a while, probably hours or minutes that the sobs finally subsided, I had stopped crying, but the pain was still there. Debby was my friend, kind and gentle. She had told taughte me a lot about my abilities, what i am, and she was the one who discovered my secret identity, and then taught some basics she knew. She didn't deserve this.Garreth placed a hand on my shoulder, his grip firm. “We’re going to get through this, Cara. Together. But you can’t keep running from it. You can’t keep running from yourself, pull the bull by the horn, Cara.”I nodded slowly, wiping my face. “I’ll try.”“That’s all we ask,” he said with a small smile. I turned back to the forest, the grief still there but no longer unbearable. “How did she die” “The knife she was stabbed with prevented her from healing, and she couldn't heal herself. She died of blood loss due to losing too much blood.” Garreth said, with a hard expression. I could tell that he was affected so much. He was going throug
Cara povThe moment I entered the battle, everything changed. I let loose my fore, allowing it to burn around me, some rogues who mindlessly jumped on me were burned to crisp. Then, those that didn't burn were met with my claws. My claws slashed through the rogues with deadly precision, my body moving on instinct. Each strike was swift and brutal, my strength far surpassing theirs.My entrance relieved Gareth and the people a little. The first wave of rogues were either burnt or were missing their organs. I came forward with a meeting with Garreth, who had an unreadable expression, but the surprise and relief didn't pass my heightened senses.Emily had a look of utter shock on her young, hardened face. She was standing beside Garreth, and with Aiden, her mate glued to her side. I found out a long time ago.“She is a monster, the feral rogue's leader” one person in the crowd shouted ,but nobody paid heed to the shout. I didn’t know if it was fear, but they all stared at me with a dumbf
Cara’s POVThe forest had changed. Everything had changed.The once-familiar trails leading to the mafian wolf pack were filled with the unmistakable stench of feral rogues. Their foul presence was like an infestation, spreading decay and death to everything it touched. Feral rogues filed everywhere, but something was different. Normal rogue wolf's had these unfocused eyes with no sense of belonging, but the ones I saw, it was almost like they had a purpose.The sight of the once flourishing rogues haven that brian had single handedly built was like a pandemic location. Erosions were everywhere and signs of upturn earth and destruction laid forward. But that was not the worst. It was now infested with feral rogues, which filled me with a rage, so consuming it nearly blinded me. Everywhere I turned, the stench of blood and death hung in the air like a suffocating fog. It was as if the rogues had sprouted from the very ground, a never-ending infestation that plagued the Mafian Wolf Pack
Cara povI froze. The weight of her words pressed down on me like a heavy stone. “The Master?” I echoed, my voice trembling slightly. “Who…" Who is he?”Julia stepped back, her eyes darkening as she began to pace. “He’s the Alpha who rules the western part of Ellorin,” she explained. “A powerful being, descended from Fenrir himself, the one who fought the Special Child centuries ago.”My breath caught in my throat. Fenrir. The name alone sent chills down my spine. I had heard the legends, the stories of the great battle that had shaped the history of werewolves and Cupbearers alike. Fenrir, king of the werewolves and the special child, had fought a mysterious battle that till today nobody knows who won.“He’s not just an Alpha, Cara,” Julia continued. “He’s something far more dangerous. The bloodline of Fenrir carries with it immense power, power that has been passed down through the generations. And this Master… he’s the culmination of that power. He’s cunning, ruthless, and unrelent
Cara’s POVThe air around me crackled with heat and tension. My body was stretched to the max, my muscles screaming for relief, but I couldn’t stop. Not now. Julia, or rather Rosalin, the formidable leader of the Cupbearers, was circling me like a predator, her movements precise and calculated.Even If I wanted to scream, I could cause this is what I want, to grow strong faster.We were in the arena, a wide-open space bordered by towering trees and the transparent border like barrier. I later learnt it is sound proof. Separating our training from the rest of the community. I was the only pureblood and rosalin, well the leader of the cupbearers, hence the privacy. Julia had insisted on this session after my "incident." According to her, I needed to learn control and to channel my instincts into action rather than fear. After the incident, I have this prickling feeling that keeps on nagging on my nerves. It is constantly there, like a mysterious fog over my head."Focus, Cara," Julia b
Brian’s POVI woke up to absolute darkness and a dull pain. My body ached, every muscle heavy and spamming in uncontrolled pain. but I gritted my teeth. The pain was familiar to me. It was nothing I had not handled. The first thing I noticed was that my wolf was quiet. For a moment, I thought I was dead. But I was supposed to feel no pain. The afterlife was a place of no pain or suffering …unless I was in hell. Perhaps I had finally succumbed to my sins and found myself in hell, a fitting punishment for the hundreds of lives I had failed to protect, for the people I had betrayed and led to their death. for my pack that is now in shambles.But then I heard it.The sound of children crying. Faint, but enough to pierce through the suffocating silence. Fear and terror laced their cries, twisting something deep inside me. I clenched my fists, though the movement sent a sharp jolt of pain through my wrists. The chains rattled, confirming I wasn’t dead. Not yet. I willed the screaming to g
Cara povIt's been a month since I came to the secret community. Rosalin or a.k.a Julia, the leader and the only tru blood, had agreed to train me. Since then, we have been having intense and serious training. Every day, the only time I rest is when I need to go take a pee.Everything has been going great. I had made some friends, though, only Martin and my personal maid that she assigned to me. Vivian. My life had transformed into a repetitive cycle of training, eating, and collapsing into bed, only to wake up and do it all over again. I have learned a lot of things and their culture. I must say Rosalin, or rather Julia, was a very strong cupbearer, hence her status as their leader.“Cara, concentrate on calling fought your inner bloodline.” Rosalin's hard voice reached me where I was standing still. Holding my breath as instructed. I try to feel the inner power in me.Rosalin had told me about the first Cupbearers to ever exist, “the special child”. According to her, he was the onl
Cara povThe enigmatic and mysterious leader that Martin has been telling me all about was no other person than Rolsalin, the female elder of Brian's former pack. I stared in shock, not believing what I was seeing, as I tried to connect how I could have seen it coming.When I was summoned by the elders, they all wanted to control me. At that time, Rosalin was in between , acting as the only mediator between Brian and the elders, but It couldn't have shown anything about her being a cupbearer. And let's not forget the pull I felt to Debby, even without knowing, I had unconsciously been drawn closer to her, but Rosalin…“I know what you are thinking.There are lots of things that are beyond knowing just from instincts” she said softly.“Do you?…, can you also read my mind?” I snapped, but she smiled at me, waving the now rigid warriors who were rigid from my earlier outburst.“Leave us” she commanded.“But leader she…” a commander stepped forward.“Are you saying I am too weak in front o