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
KRISTINA'S POV That is, until my thoughts inevitably wandered to a certain someone. Someone who's eyes reminded me of honey and chocolate and sunshine. Someone who smelled of expensive cologne and musky masculinity. Someone whose skin felt smooth and velvety like silk, even if he was covered with stubble and scars. He radiated confidence and power like no other guy could achieve. But most importantly, he gave me hope in this dark and lonely world. He showed me that sometimes things will work out in the end. Things will change for the better. And he would be there when I needed him most. Always there, by my side. Like I always believed he would be. *** My alarm clock blared through the house. With a groan, I tried to block out its annoying noise with an arm draped across my face. When the noise continued, I shot upright, wincing at the pain in my head. I reached for the phone next to me. "Go to hell, Kristina. Let me sleep," I muttered before pressing the power button with my thumb
KRISTINA'S POV"No. We won't run away just because someone is trying to help. This situation is beyond ridiculous!" One of them says, "There's no way out now, and they know it." My shoulders drooped, and I gave the pack members a tired sigh. It seems that I'd have to do this the hard way then. The small group of wolves looked at each other, confused and worried about what to do next. The brown–haired boy sighed, looking towards me again. "What are you waiting for? Fight them!" He urged impatiently. "You're not strong enough to stand against them on your own." "But–" "Don't even think about it. Just get to fighting before they change their minds. I won't let some dumb kids die if I can prevent it." He said firmly, turning towards me. "I'll take care of them." "What?" "No arguments, okay? Go." He said curtly, turning to face the small group of werewolves, glaring at all three. He raised his hands slightly, and his fingers curled into claws. "This ends now." His voice hardened, s
KRISTINA'S POVI didn't respond. "Is there any truth in what they're saying?" The stranger pressed again. His eyes were sincere. It took me aback for some reason. I couldn't quite figure him out. My brow furrowed, and I hesitated. I wanted to believe him… but that wasn't the case at all. There was something odd about this guy. "Yes," I responded reluctantly. "They're saying… that the Alpha is planning on killing them. To punish them, or something. That's why." My gaze fell to my feet, ashamed. "Ah… so that's what happened?" He murmured to himself, looking sad, almost. "So they came here seeking refuge. How noble of them." He shook his head sadly, sighing. "Well, we must protect them, or else they will surely perish. You two are the only chance they have, and yet, you refuse to aid them. Your loyalty must be tested." The stranger frowned at us, seeming to hesitate for a moment. Eventually, however, he nodded resolutely. "Alright, I promise not to harm you. Let me help you protect
KRISTINA'S POV"I just had to do something." Her shoulders dropped slightly as she spoke, seemingly trying to put on a brave façade to cover her fear of what the rest of us could do. The others must have figured out her story pretty early on since she was acting so defensive, judging from the looks she was receiving from the three men sitting across from us. It mustn't be easy to live in fear, either. I sighed softly to myself. It was no wonder these humans feared our kind. We were fearsome creatures. I didn't want to scare anyone away, but I hoped she wasn't one of the lucky ones who managed to survive being around us for a little while. "We understand that it may seem difficult to believe at first," the man replied gently. "But, in our world, wolves have always been treated as dangerous predators. It's simply the nature of the beast." "Oh…" Her lips quivered sadly. She sniffled quietly, wiping her eyes. I felt bad for her. "You should eat, miss. Otherwise you will be in pain.