KRISTINA'S POV "I wish that I could change who I've become, but I can't. I don't even remember being this way. It hurts so badly." I look at him through blurry eyes, trying hard not to cry. "Everything is so complicated right now. I hate that you're still not ready to tell me what's going on, but–" I break off as another wave of tears comes crashing down on me. Nathan gets up and comes over to the bed. He kneels down next to me and wipes my tears away with his thumbs. "You are so brave, Kris," he whispers. I shake my head. "Not really," I admit in a whisper, still crying. "I'm terrified, Nathan." "What are you scared of?" He asks calmly? "Whatever it is, we'll work it out." I look up at him. "I don't think so," I responded in a shaky voice. "The last person who showed me unconditional love... Well, I guess they were right to call me an experiment." "Kris, I don't understand. I promise I won't judge you, no matter what, okay? Just please talk to me," Nathan pleads, taking both o
KRISTINA'S POVLuckily, he was distracted by someone entering the house, and that was the first time I noticed the switchblade that he'd taken with him. He hadn't realized that I'd seen. I remember how scared I was when he put the knife to my throat, and even more afraid of what he was going to do next. At that moment I was truly convinced that he was going to slit my throat open, cutting out my tongue. When I saw him raise his arm, preparing to strike, all I could do was scream. Linux stopped short when he heard me screaming, and he stared at me for a moment in confusion. Eventually, it seemed to dawn on him what was happening. "Oh s*it!" He exclaimed and dropped the knife, grabbing the sides of my face. His hand covered my mouth and nose, preventing any noises from escaping. I struggled to breathe under his hand. Suddenly, the grip on my chin loosened slightly, allowing me to take a small breath of air, but not enough for me to scream. "Shhhhhh," he whispered soothingly. "Shut
KRISTINA'S POVJust right about when I was living a peaceful life, I heard Alpha Laurence was agitated by how Aliyah flirted with his beta, Carl, even though they were already married for several years. Alpha Laurence eventually evicted Carl from his position as the pack's beta, leading him to head over the Black Fangs Pack together with Aliyah.However, I was frustrated, I flatly rejected all of what Alpha Laurence wanted even if he was nice to me after I returned to his territory. Laurence was desperate to have me for his own, not just to use me but because he finally fell for me. In this case, it wasn't love, but lust. He had been trying to get with Aliyah since their marriage started. The only reason why we were now having trouble is that Aliyah had her mind set on someone else, but she couldn't seem to tell who yet. It's frustrating to watch her slowly move towards him and fall head over heels in love. Even if you know what is wrong, it won't work out unless you do something, e
KRISTINA'S POVHis eyes lingered on me for a couple of seconds before he shook his head and continued to glare at his surroundings. I took a deep breath, forcing the lump in my throat to subside, but I felt like crying. Why does he hate me so much? I thought he respected my intelligence. What else could possibly drive him to ignore me so completely? Was it me? Did I do something wrong? I was lost in thought for a while, until Alpha Laurence spoke to me. "You should leave, they're not going to bother you." His voice was hoarse, like he hadn't used it in a while. "Oh.. yeah, sorry.." I mumbled, quickly turning around and leaving. I didn't know why, but I felt disappointed. But, why would I want to spend more time with the man I was in love with anyway? Once I was out of sight from where he was standing, I collapsed on the ground in tears. My life wasn't exactly the same after that incident. All because of him. All because of a stupid mistake that he made. Every time I was around him
KRISTINA'S POVI took her hand and squeezed tightly, not wanting to let go of her. As I felt her fingers entwined with mine, I smiled slightly. "Goodnight, Alliyah," I told her before letting go of her hand and heading off towards my room.But as soon as I got into my room, my smile disappeared instantly. I threw myself down onto my bed and buried my head in the pillow. Tears started strolling down my cheeks, which I quickly wiped off. I hated being angry with her. Why did I do it? Why did she have to choose Alpha Laurence? He was everything to me, she should have given her heart to anybody. Not him. I kept repeating these words in my head over and over again, hoping that somehow it would change my mind. The next morning, she waved to me when I appeared and I smiled back, before sitting down. "Hey," I said and she nodded. We stayed silent, neither one of us knowing what to say, I wasn't in the mood to make any conversation. I didn't have a clue who to talk to, I just wanted to be
KRISTINA'S POVAs an orphan who grew up in Wysteria Hope Orphanage, I struggled to survive after I was criticized for my lack of strength despite shifting at a young age of 16. I almost lost my sanity if not for the existence of my childhood friend, the same man who I loved for years.Alpha Laurence, the son of the Crimson Snow Pack's Alpha. A man who yearned for greater power. He has everything in life except for one thing—a mate, his luna. He took advantage of my feelings for him; he brought me to his bed and had a one night stand with him. "But why mom?" Jorel asked. "Why did you agree to let Dad do this? It's cruel." "It isn't cruel," I said. I sat down on my chair, the only thing I could use to hold myself upright. My arms trembled under the weight of the weight that rested in them. My face turned ashen. I looked more like I was about to fall asleep than wake up. "He knows how much your mother loves you. He does this because... he loves you." "And he's going to hurt us." Tear
KRISTINA'S POVI stayed in the house for several minutes before leaving to take a look around. I wandered through the ruins of what had once been my home. Once the dust settled, it was obvious what had happened. There were bodies everywhere. Some of the bodies I recognized, and others I didn't. Most of the blood stained the floor from the dead. The stench of the smell filled my nostrils as I looked around. If I focused hard enough, I could faintly taste the iron lingering in my mouth. "Kristina, darling," a voice said behind me. I turned around to see a man wearing a suit. His hair was neatly combed. "Don't worry dear. This will happen. You've already lost so much to the wolves' hands. What you mustn't lose is your freedom. Your future. The people depend on you. So, you'll have to be stronger than ever." My heart sank when I realized that I wasn't supposed to remember my past self, or the one before her. She was the current me. I was forced to remember the past that happened in thi
KRISTINA'S POV"Call me by my name instead." "But–" "No 'buts'," he interrupted. "You're going to listen to me." Before I could say anything else, he turned on his music once more to drown out the sound of my protests. I pouted a little before snuggling deeper into his embrace. This time, I fell asleep easily. No nightmares plagued me, thankfully. I woke up when I sensed someone was staring at me. Groggily rubbing my eyes, I opened them slightly and met the eyes of the man next to me. It took me by surprise. He was staring back at me. I quickly sat up and grabbed the blanket to cover myself. He watched me with an amused expression. "What do you want? You can't just keep staring at me." "I'm sorry. I just can't seem to stop myself." He chuckled lightly. "You look very beautiful when you're sleeping. Especially like this." I blinked at him in disbelief. "Huh?" "You're so peaceful. It's kind of rare." His eyes flickered down to my bare stomach. "I always wondered what that feels