Immediately the door opened and a man walked in, Kyra recognized the man immediately. Her heart leaped in fear and she felt an arrow Pierce into her heart. Her heart was beating so fast that she felt the bystanders could hear it. He was the exact man that killed her. The one that claimed he wants a renewal for his dead animal, something she never seemed to understand.As he moved closer to her, she backed away in fear. But that didn't stop the desperate man, he moved closer and closer. Kyra felt her back hit the brick of the house and she had no choice but to stop."Why did you stop?" The man smirked. "You can as well disappear into the bricks" he smirked again and kept moving.Immediately he got closer to her, Kyra noticed the hazel eyes that shone brightly in the semi darkness of the room. Just like that night, when his eyes shone under the moonlight. She noticed she has not seen him ever since she got kidnapped. Ever since he manhandled her like a dead anger. Her heart could not he
The silence in the dining hall was almost deafening. If a pin dropped right at that moment, the sound would echo endlessly before disappearing.Alpha Michael was seated with his three sons who looked like they would rather be anywhere else but here. Each of them looked tired, worn and agitated. Like there was no more life in them.It was understandable. He would feel the same or worse if his Luna went missing.It was even a surprise that they had showed up for dinner and that neither of his sons had burst into a fit of rage and disappeared.Three days. It had been three days since Kyra, mate to his three sons, was taken. Three days since she vanished from the pack.Not a whisper of where she could be had been heard. No one could even explain or understand what was going on.The last of her whereabouts had been traced to when she and Lily had snuck out of the pack house at night which resulted in her disappearance.Lily, who had been quickly confined in the dungeon, claimed to know abs
She screamed her lungs out again before finally resigning to fate. Exhausted, she stood up and walked to a closet. It contained different dresses, ranging from attractive gowns of different colors, to hoodies and big round neck tops. She scanned her eyes through the closet and finally settled for blue joggers and a black round neck top. She placed it on the bed before she walked into the room to take a quick bath.The bathroom was painted and decorated with different color splashes, making Kyra wonder if she was really kidnapped. Who gives such luxury to a captive? Not bothering too much on it, she turned on the shower and scrubbed her body, excluding her face. The fear of anyone barging into the bathroom anytime to pull her out, didn't make her slow her pace. Even with the fear lingering in her heart, her heart still danced back to the pack house and her parents. Her parents might not be worried because they knew she was not around but what about the pack members?, she could not hel
Kyra was on the ground in pain.The pain she felt was agonizing that she had to bite her lips to stop herself from screaming in anguish.The pain pierced her whole body like a knife.Her heartbeat was rising heavily like she was running a marathon.Her eyes were stung with tears. The tears flooded her eyes.They'd definitely flow like a flood any moment from now.She was feeling her throat getting dry.They became sore when she opened her mouth to ask what was happening.Her stomach dropped, the hunger she felt some minutes back was gone like a flash, replaced by the horrible effect that whatever it was, was doing to her.She parted her lips as the pain intensified.All she could do was lay down on the ground like a statue.She felt numbness creeping everywhere in her body.She had a hand placed on her stomach while the other one was placed on her chest, squeezing it with the hope that it would probably take the pain away.Her eyes were soaked to the brim with tears that slowly drippe
Kyra slowly became conscious but her body was still numb and weak.It was like she fell from a duplex and went paralyzed.Her head was still pounding. She slowly opened her eyes to look around.But she shut them close immediately she opened them.The brightness from the room was blinding her sight. She had to blink slowly with half closed eyes.Her back was not aching like before. She sensed something soft on her back.She felt something dripping down from her forehead.She wanted to raise her hand to touch it but her hands were like jelly.Her six senses told her it was her sweat so she didn't dwell on that.She finally focused on her environment.Her vision at first was blurry. She could hardly see anything, but she forced herself.Her eyes successfully adjusted to the light.She could finally see a bit clearer. Her eyes averted to everywhere in haste.She was very alert as fear ripped her heart after she recalled what just happened.Her head was still pounding hard. She wanted to j
Dressed in cloaks, a man and woman stood in the room, both of them watching Kyra's unconscious body."How is she?" Kyra heard a voice, clearly male ask someone else in the room.Stiffening, she kept her eyes shut, afraid that they would figure out she was consciousDeep breaths, she told herself, attempting to relax and stopping the urge to open her eyes and see where she was.The last thing she could remember was walking with Lily in the woods.And clearly, she understood that she was nowhere near the Blood moon pack.Who were these people?And what did they want with her?"Still unconscious. But stable" A feminine voice replied. Her voice was unfamiliar which cemented Kyra's belief that she was indeed far away from home."And the leader? Does she know that she is still unconscious?""No. The leader will see her when she awakens."If there was any doubt that she wasn't in the Blood Moon pack, it vanished immediately.Who was this leader that they spoke about?And why was she going to
"No," Kyra muttered to herself. "It's not true, tell me it's not." She shook her head as she stared at the woman. "You guys aren't witches, right? It's just not true. Right! It isn't" She babbled on and the woman shook her head in disbelief."See, Kyra-""Don't you dare." Kyra flared up as she glared daggers at the woman. "Don't you dare call my name." She warned, as her voice trailed off. A whisper. "Don't you dare…""We wouldn't hurt you, Kyra." The woman assured but Kyra was having none of it. She took her eyes off the woman and looked in the direction of the window.She had heard much about witches. They were the most popular supernatural beings discussed at school and if she was correct, they were the most dangerous too, apart from the vampires that is.She wanted to scream. God knows how much she wants to scream her lungs out. This wasn't right. She didn't want to be here."They wouldn't hurt me…This woman promised she wouldn't hurt me." She whispered to herself in reassurance.
Looking at her hands to see the purple glue that was emanating from it.Her pupils widened when the purple flame intensified whenever she remembered the troubles and the anger.The flames burned fiercely as the emotions kept pouring out of her.She was mad and angry.Her brows furrowed when she realized that her hands were doing something unrealistic.What the hell was happening to her hands?.She looked at her hands before her gaze moved to the people trembling on the floor.They seemed to be in pain.The veins on their head were visible. They held their throats.Kyra's face was priceless, the shock imprinted on her face while she looked at them kneeling on the floor as they choked.Shock made her puzzled look turn to fear.What was happening? What is she doing?.She didn't really know what she was doing, but something was not right. Her body seemed to be bringing out some kind of force as if a hidden thing was slowly surfacing from its place.Holding her hand to touch it in amazemen