Opening my eyes, I saw a woman whose beauty made me feel like I am a trash can, with her beautiful long hair of different colors, her white skin with beautiful freckles, her little figure that was breathtaking did I heard another young woman speak for me. “Mother, are you serious about these choices?” It was me who asked her. However hearing another woman tone coming out of me, speak through me, made me snap to see where I was, this was a big cozy home everything, it was all made of wood, and it was decorated with stones and animal fur, there were a lot of women here but what got my attention, into knowing what was around me in detailed of this home was the people in it, it wasn’t empty by any means, everyone was simply trying to figure something out, but I felt like there was something wrong about what they were trying to figure out, from the words that came out of this body I’m in, or the person who used me to speak, it felt wrong how the girl reacted to her mother, I wasn’t sure wh
"Nice to meet you," I say with sweaty palms. He stops looking at me, and I feel like throwing up. I don't like this at all. I know that my parents are making plans or already have something for me. I can't stand the tension, and I can't wait to get out of here. I don't want this life anymore."I know I'm older than her, which is why I'll come back in six years to take her as my payment for a wife," When he says that, my eyes widen, and when he replies, I shake my head."We know you are young. Eighteen is young; I was married at that age. We can keep her until then as long as you remember what we agreed to." My mom says something, and I use this time to go to the bathroom."May I get out of here?" When I hear "Go," I didn't ask anyone for anything. I get up and walk out, but when I get to the door, my dad starts talking to me. "Change for school, you're out for the rest of the day." I open the door and run to my room at the top of the mansion as soon as it closes.Changing I take the m
"Ulysses, though?" He shakes his head and pushes me through the same door. Ulysses pulled me in and said, "Run, he'll be fine, these people have been looking for you for hours, now go run and don't look back, kid." He closes the door, and I leave. If he says that Ulysses will be okay, that's fine.Just a few houses and I'll be there. There's a small path that leads to the entrance of these woods, where a few houses are. Juana and Jose aren't as wealthy as I am, but they take classes with me because their parents work in the reserve of the woods. The governor lets them do this because this is our greatest pride, even though it's just the woods. When I get to their house, I stop in front of a truck, and when I see the door to their house open, I again duck down. I looked at my watch and saw that it was just after 2 p.m. Nobody was supposed to be home, so I crouched down to the side of the house where this truck belonged. That's when I heard a dog growl.Why do I turn my head to see a s
When I wake up and the dogs shake my shoulders to get me to open the door, I realize I'm in the basement. I feel out of it, tired and sore from all the running and carrying the bike and the dogs on my back. When Juana yells from the other side of the door, I feel like I'm going to fall over. "Open up, chick, I have food!"That is the thing that has pushed me the most so far. When I get up, the dogs look sad. I try to talk, but it hurts to even try. Instead, I open the door, and when I see her, I ask her to wail and take the bag she is holding. "Do you sell items for dogs?" The dogs behind me are growling at what I'm saying.I turn around to see that they are angry about what I asked, and when I hear Juana gasp and go back to the kitchen, I raise my eyebrows and ask, "What did I say?" When I got back to the basement, I sat down on the same sofa and started to eat my whopper. Then I looked down and saw that I had broken my new nails. Juana comes with two huge bowls full of stake as she
When I was dreaming, I felt so free from the hell I had to go through for years because of my parents. I only wished this escape from the real world would last forever, because I don't want to fall for either of them, I don’t want to go back, ever.Getting up drowsy, I could have sworn I was hearing my mother's voice.*Chika, we need to go.* her high raspy voice would shoult at me when I wasn’t next to her the second she decided to leave without telling me.It was the same voice, the same one she would usually use use before she blew a whistle to tell me to run away from her and her gunmen. That was my mother's game, her favorite thing to do, and one of my worst memories that hunt me, running from her and remembering how her smile was real as my horror face of her men would shoot at me as I ran."CHIKA!" I wake up when I hear Juana scream, now realizing it was her."Huh? Huh?" I move to her as I asked I see Juana, she put the two puppies in a different bag and gave it to Jose while I
Cooper POV I'm going to go crazy if I have to stay in this space. Looking at how there's a small light, at least I can see what's going on, but being in one box and Harper being in another is just great, I roll my eyes at this. At least on the other box, we were together, but this is ridiculous until I feel the car stop and hear something small being thrown, I thought a bullet was shot, but I didn't hear anything that could have meant a gun was fired."What did you hear?’ The more I hear about Harper, the more nervous I get."Yes, was it a quiet gun or a simple shot from a sniper? Could it have come from far away? He starts asking a million questions, and I'm already getting bored until we both hear a howl.Close to us, it sounded more like an announcement or a warning. Till I smell other wolves, my ears perk up from this. Is it possible that our pack is looking for us? I ask my twin right away."I think we're being chased twice,’ he said. ‘If I heard right, the sound came from the d
Harper's POV Prophecy? Isn't that what they're seeking in these times? Us? I'm having trouble recalling how we wound up in that box, and I'm fairly positive it was Cooper's fault; if his head was in the proper location with his head that's glued to it, none of this nonsense would have occurred. 'Cooper, what did you do, I vow to the heavens above?' I mentally connect with my twin, who is visibly surprised. 'I swear on my black hairy ass that I have no clue, but I am certain that I did not do anything to have that label placed on us. '" I rolled my eyes at his show of not taking this seriously as he reacted cockily with his pathetic joke. "What the heck are they talking about, those guys?" Whatever we need to get out of here, Jose says as he begins to crawl backward on his arms and knees. He glances behind him as we gaze ahead; they seem to have split up, one on my side following the road and the other on the other. I growl at Cooper and bite his ear as soon as I see them far enoug
I shifted into my wolf and concealed myself in some bushes. Dang, it, I was so near, I kept low in the darkest part of this bush gazing straight where Cooper was coming out of the river, suddenly I saw him going out but towards the city, good he departed to the city.Shit, the hunter tosses a little ball, a grenade with wolfbane as smoke. When the same wolf knocks me down, his bite goes directly for my arm, ripping a piece out of me, I try not to yell, and instead, another hunter smacks me with his baton. If I don't get out of this situation, I'm doomed.I'm being forced down to the ground by the officer and the hunter, when I notice a lady holding a pistol and darts in her other hand, loading the rifle. She has a terrible grin on her face. What caught me by surprise was how much the woman resembled me of Chika.Chika POVI couldn't stop thinking about what the doctor and social worker had concluded: that I would be placed in an orphanage. Were they crazy? I won't be with anybody I kn
Opening my eyes, I saw a woman whose beauty made me feel like I am a trash can, with her beautiful long hair of different colors, her white skin with beautiful freckles, her little figure that was breathtaking did I heard another young woman speak for me. “Mother, are you serious about these choices?” It was me who asked her. However hearing another woman tone coming out of me, speak through me, made me snap to see where I was, this was a big cozy home everything, it was all made of wood, and it was decorated with stones and animal fur, there were a lot of women here but what got my attention, into knowing what was around me in detailed of this home was the people in it, it wasn’t empty by any means, everyone was simply trying to figure something out, but I felt like there was something wrong about what they were trying to figure out, from the words that came out of this body I’m in, or the person who used me to speak, it felt wrong how the girl reacted to her mother, I wasn’t sure wh
The bus takes me to the last stop, where I know the beach is close by. A good walk here to make up for lost time would be perfect, but my work at the theater will take away everything from earlier. I know my uniform is stashed behind the small food counter. I hold tightly to my bottle as I take myself out. I can't believe this—that these men could just walk into my room and then sleep with me. I am aware that I am not pregnant; if I were, I would have been bleeding from my private areas. I never really recovered from the abuse I received from those women; nobody believed me when I told them what happened, and I completely forgot about it. On the other side, where the sun was almost rising, a beautiful fusion of yellow and orange colors could be seen. In this part of town, most of the houses are in poor condition. I take a seat on the sidewalk and stare at the colorful skyline. One of the reasons I stay alive is that I get to enjoy this sight more and more every time I see it. When I st
Standing up from the bed brought back memories. There are also no wolves, girls, or puppies. Instead, two powerful guys are spooning me as the other holds me by my chest. I continue to be immobile as a terrible recollection surfaces. I was dropped off to my dad's new penthouse at about that time by my mother. I knew he had friends visiting, but I didn't know his friends' spouses, children, and boyfriends would also be there. I never shared it with anybody, particularly when I was only nine years old. It was challenging to stay alive and fend off the prank assaults my parents put on me. When a doctor asked for my assistance, it was agony because as soon as he was through, he was shot in my face, purposefully reminding me that I was never supposed to think I was secure from them. I was reminded of what those ladies did to me when I saw these in my bed. As I sense the one behind me, I am reminded of the reversed harem they performed on me. I recall how they would be spanked, these guys
In the heart of this bustling Chilean metropolis, I made it to the door of my flat. We fled to this area far away since staying concealed here was simpler than at home. My crop top and fuzzy shorts cling to my now-developed physique since the mornings here are damp. It seems strange to consider that I now have a medium bubble rear end and a nice C cup, which makes the idea of fleeing more difficult. However, I must leave this place immediately. I take a step back when I hear a threatening growl behind me. When I turn around, all I can see are two huge wolves—or at least four-legged things that resemble wolves. I don't know how I ever believed they were just puppies. Was it foolish of me to refer to them as pups last night? I must have been quite exhausted since I totally missed this! These are no longer pups. They are two enormous, red-eyed, black wolves! They each stood by my side while I yelled; they weren't startled by my outburst, but I thought I saw one of them twitch in discom
Taking the cloth to clean the bar slide, I answer without thinking. “Here you, what are you doing here when you are supposed to be working now?” Behind Ulysses, I see Jose or at least the person who looks an awful lot like Jose, as he is broader and tattooed. I have lived with Juana all these years in a small apartment where we split our payments. Working as a bartender and having her work as at customer service in a store. It felt beautiful when I was working with Suley, but her situation was not the best and when I had to leave not even a week in it nearly got her dead. Thinking about her, I see her walking out of the back where the dishes are to give her a box of more glasses that need to be washed. She decided to run away, and when I told her 2 years ago that was what I did with Juana, she joined us. We decided to stay quiet as Juana had just turned sixteen by then. When I turned to face Ulysses and Jose again, I couldn't hide my smile and took my iPod out to put it on and stop t
Dolores POV Some rogue wolves have decided to hunt for rewards, I see there are only seven of them, must be from the nearest pack, yet I’m certain these fools will be easy to trick with the power we possess. Seeing my sister come to try and help me, she stops and tries to order this small group of rogues to leave, but before she can, I stop her with my own orders. “Hear me, there are two werewolves with black fur and red eyes that are wanted for a very heavy ransom, alive. If you can find them, I will pay you a ransom. The Ventura family would pay for them both and add a girl named Chamika to make it even more interesting.” I shout as Aisha runs back to the mansion, leaving me with these creeps. They shift back into their human bodies as I try to keep my composure. “Do you really think these are your last words before we kill you?” says the smallest of them all. They are all brown in color, and they are all warriors of the lower class. “What is your name?” I ask them as I disconnec
Chicka POV I wake up without the pain in my hand, which is by far the worst feeling. The feeling of pain usually lasts me a good month and at times, some more months. That alone is starting to freak me out because I’m not used to this. Why can’t I feel the pain as I should? At least with that, I don’t have to focus on my life as it is. As I stand up, I hear the puppies start to growl. The heavy sounds of their growling make the room shake a bit. What the hell is that about? “Hey, what's going on?” I ask them, but they stay quiet as if they have no idea how to answer me when the door tries to be opened by force. The fu**? “Open this damn door now!” Susana shouts, "What does she want?" I say, and I get Corner to push a box, the box with the money, shit. I need to hide it, but where? Getting up from bed, I realize I need to have a good spot that’s not in my bag. She will try to find it. Or can I put it there and have the pups run with it? I think that will be best, I just hope they
WARNING; Has Sexual Assault Trigger warning, please know this chapter touches the subject of such, read at your own discretion. I run back to the entrance of the same alley I came from, I poke my head to see what is happening as I plan my best action to get to the girl without hurting my hand. As I do, I see the girl hit the ground with a hard thud, and right there I get the memory back that I thought I had forgotten, or at least I wished for it. I'm in the middle of a triple trap. I’m finishing the last screws to make the cage strong when set. As clumsy as I am, I hit the piece that traps me in the cage, I’m freaking out as the cage doesn't budge. Then I see two black animals run towards me at their full speed. I am screaming and shouting for someone to get me out of the cage. The animal tries to attack me by the sides when I hear my back trap close at the same time the one on the front closes, I move to the middle as the animal's claws extend to get to me when I hear the sirens, s
"When you disguise who you really are, it doesn't seem as horrible as it sounds!" Christopher remarked and struck the side of my pinky with a little knife, which was a near call given the knife's steel metal construction."I owe no one the truth of my nature, only to my mother and goddess," I declare with pride in my heart, knowing that my mother is the one person I cherish, even though she is a disgrace for allowing those scumbags to live in the first place, only to change her mind afterward."Can you tell me your name?" Coraliz inquires, and I receive no response from Christopher, so I say the name my mother told me to say, "Dolores," in a flat tone, hoping she will drop this and let me get out of here because this is a waste of time, but unfortunately, Coraliz has yet to allow me any means of escape from her, as she pulls out her phone and presses a button that closes everything."What in the world are you doing, Coraliz?" I inquire, surprised, since the TV in front of the large wo