"Christian! We need to talk,” Retchet called, knocking on the young Alpha’s office door. When he received no response from the other side, he turned the door knob and opened the door. “I’m coming in.”Upon entry, rather than finding the teen in the room as he had assumed, it was actually empty. Retchet was aware of Christian’s usual routine. At this time in the afternoon on a Friday, the guy should’ve been in his office, either doing some homework from school or handling some paperwork. A mafia group they may be, even mafias have paperworks their boss has to handle.“Does he have one of those sports activity today at school? Which sports team needed his help this time?” he wondered. Ever since he was passed on the responsibility look after Rebecca, another werewolf was given the task of being their Alpha’s driver to and from school. Most likely due to the lack of trust Christian now has for him. That said, he doesn’t know what his schooldays schedule will be like. Not when he sometime
Rebecca could not believe him. While the option he was giving her was indeed better than having to spend the rest of her life as a slave, as a person, it was not any better at all for her. If she were to appear as the leader of a mafia group, if someone- be it one of the members or whoever it was Christian was going to have punished, or god forbid if it was Christian himself- were to make contact with the police with the information, she would definitely be ruined. Forget 'selling' her out to the police, the mafia may just abandon her to them, just like her father did.'This guy... Is he trying to make me follow that idiot's footsteps?' she mentally questioned, her hand tightening into a fist. 'I had been trying to live my life without him hanging over my head. Me committing to this may as well be the first step in doing as that deadbeat did. Even if he does have some kind of grudge against me, that does not give him any right to just play with my life any more than this.'"Well? What
Once she was told that they were to be leaving at that very moment, Rebecca soon found herself sitting in one of Christian's car, blindfolded, as the guy sat next to her in the backseat with Retchet, and a driver taking them to their destination. Originally, Retchet wasn't supposed to be joining them on their little 'trip'. However, sensing that Rebecca did not want to be alone with his boss, as well as fearing what more Christian will really do to her if he left them out of his sight, the full-blooded werewolf managed to convince the young Alpha to allow him to accompany the pair to where they were going."Here should be good. You can take off the blindfold," Christian ordered Rebecca.The girl obediently removed her blindfold as told, though grew confused as she did not feel the car slow to a stop. In fact, during the ride, she couldn't help but wonder exactly what Christian was going to have her do once they get to their destination. While she did have a strong assumption that he w
It was silent in the woods as Rebecca traversed about with Christian and his two mafia members. With how dark it was- the only light source being the stars and moonlight above them, blocked by the tall trees and its many branches- it was very difficult for the human to walk, or even see. What with her having to watch her step on the uneven ground, with the many branches and pebbles, and some tree roots in the 'road'. Rebecca eventually tripped on one of the roots in her path, and nearly fell to the ground, when she felt something grab her arm, and herself colliding into something firm and warm. "Watch your step," Christian advised. An advice Rebecca wanted to roll her eyes at, considering that she could barely see where she was going."Right... Thanks," she thanked.Next thing she knew, as they continued to walk, Christian did not release his hold on her, much to her confusion. It couldn't be because she was slowing him down, not when there were two other people behind them. And with
"Becky?!"The way Jenna gasped her name out in this situation sounded much different than all the other times she had called Rebecca. It was not just because of the state she was in, the setting taking place, how they were surrounded by plenty other werewolves around them. No… This situation, seeing the brief moment of fear in her eyes when she removed her blindfold, turned into that of disbelief? Followed by her other bullies turning to them in shock?“What the hell?! The hell is going on here?!” Jenna demanded.Something else slowly resounded in Rebecca at this moment, the longer she stared at her main bully, as she looked around and took notice of the other mafia members around them.“Who the hell are these guys?! Don’t tell me they’re with that rich boyfriend of yours!” Jenna instantly assumed. An assumption that went over her head. “That’s exactly what this is about, isn’t it? Went and won over some gullible rich guy’s heart by flashing your body at him, and had him hire people t
As Rebecca delivered what may as well be hell for Jenna and her group of friends, Christian stood outside of the shack, listening to the screams, the cracks of whips, and flesh getting smacked within. As much as he believed these people deserved justice for making mockery out of his mother, albeit indirectly, he truly felt this was something Rebecca had every right to handle. Compared to his mother that they don’t know of, these people have wronged Rebecca all the more. It only made sense that she delivers karma.Besides, letting them know that he was related to one of the very women they mock so joyfully was too good for them. Especially if, under all that admiration they claim to have of him, they actually secretly despise him deep down. Enough to ruin his name the first chance they get, and in turn more likely make life harder for his mother, once he finds her and brings her home.Christian remembers it dearly, after all. How the world apparently seems to unreasonably hate his mothe
Rebecca didn’t know how long she had been doing this. By the time she finally felt exhaustion catch up to her, she herself was left speechless by her work on Jenna and the others. All those scars and bruises left on their bodies, the tears on their clothes, the way they shivered as they looked at her in fright. A few even pleaded for mercy as they stared at her so. Mercy that she refused to give them.Why should she give them mercy, when they never did the same to her? They don’t deserve to be spared; not when they continuously bullied her to no end, even though she has never done anything to deserve their actions.Indeed… This was only karma she was delivering to these people. A punishment that has been overdue for so long. Not even god or some outside force was willing to give it to them when they should’ve.“Are you done, girl?” one of the mafia members asked, snapping her out of her slight daze. “Yeah… Yeah, I think so,” Rebecca answered, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Gotta s
Once she was out of the shack, Rebecca took a few moments to take in what had happened back there. From when she walked in to see her now former bullies in the state they were in, to when she walked out and left them in the hands of Christian's men. Recalling the middle part, especially got to her, as she leaned against the wall and ran a hand over her face. How she swung her arms and legs at full force on her bullies, made them bleed and cry mercy for her. Some- namely one 'Jenna'- were so foolish enough to try threatening her to stop, when they were clearly in no position to do so, and only received more beatings from her. And when they pleaded her to stop, she thought back to when she was in their position, and retorted if they ever stopped when she begged them to. All while coming at them harder than ever before. Thinking back to what she did now, after having a clear head, the blood now easing up in her body, the one thing that came to her mind was...'What did I do?'Beating t
With Christian, as it was in the middle of the day, he has some difficulties slipping through the pack. Thankfully, there was a part of the fence that had a hole in it, big enough for him to go through in his wolf form, and poorly hidden. After that, he had to sneak past the many busy people in the village. They who seemed to be in a festive mood, as was the village itself.'Is there some werewolf festival going on here?' he wondered, hiding in the shadows."I can't wait for the young lord to be here," he overheard a female werewolf spoke. She a teenager, and speaking to some other females her age."None of us can. I still can't believe the Alpha has had a son this whole time, and none of us knew about it," another one of the females stated."I wonder what the son is like. Then again, since he is the heir, he must be someone dashing," another one of them said."Strong, too. He may have human blood running through his veins, but he is still an Alpha rank. Plus, our kind is much more su
At the same time, within Fenris’s mansion, the Alpha was just finished setting up some flowers in a vase on a nightstand right by Christen’s bedside.“What do you think of the flowers today, Christen?” he asked in a low tone, looking at his sleeping mate. “These are daffodils. They are said to symbolize new beginnings. And hope for a bright future. I thought they would be perfect since… Well you know, our son will be arriving today. Though, these probably are not the best flowers to use, considering the state of things.”Despite the words coming out of his mouth, despite how he is speaking to his beloved, as expected, she has not even reacted to a single thing he said. He had hoped that hearing about their son’s arrival would trigger something in her, give him a sign that she will wake soon, at least for the son she gave birth to and raised. But alas, as he feared, there were no sign of improvements at all to her condition.“I wonder if you will at least react to him being here,” he m
Some days have passed since Wilford’s group saved Christian and Rebecca from the Neo Krawlers. In the time that passed during their travel to the Diamante Pack, while Christian kept his distance from their werewolf guides around them, Rebecca had been making some small talk here and there with them. If only to help ease tension between him and the rest of the werewolves. Get to know them better so she wouldn’t have to fear them so much. Her opinion of them most especially improved after they managed to find shelter the first night, and one of the werewolves provided proper medical treatment for her leg. She was honestly astonished to learn that even werewolves truly would need to learn some medical knowledge from that werewolf. Namely due to some certain factors that they apparently cannot heal from. “Hoe is your leg feeling, Rebecca?” Christian asked, getting her attention.“Hm? Oh, it’s fine, as far as I know,” she answered. “If anything, I should be the one asking how you are, Ch
Meanwhile, away from Christian’s group, the pair of werewolves who were sent by Wilford to assist Ratchet and Petra arrived at the area Rebecca had told them they had left them at. A part of the woods that had a large sturdy tree with a hollow opening, and a log that may be close by to it. ‘May be’, considering how Retchet had used it as a club or bat when he helped her and Christian escape.At the very least, the trio would’ve heard a scuffle going about as they approached, only to see no sign of their fellow Diamante werewolf.“Damn it, I think we lost them!” the male with blonde hair cursed.“It was quite the run to here. I’m actually amazed those two made it as far as they did as humans. Especially when one of them was injured and getting carried on his shoulders,” the female werewolf with her blue hair in braids stated. “This is not the time to be impressed. If Retche gets captured by the Neo Krawlers, that would be as bad as any of us Diamantes getting captured. No… It would be
As they walked to Christian’s father’s pack, the Diamante-Krawler Pack- or just ‘Diamante’ Pack- the walk there was quite silent. A bit too quiet for Rebecca’s liking. It wasn’t that she disliked it per say, as it was more that, being surrounded by people who knew Christian’s father, she had thought that Christian would want to know at least a little bit more about the man who gave birth to him. This was especially considering the fact that the bits of things they were claiming about him sounded to be good things. Nothing vile as Christian believed about him. As much as she wanted to know more about him, though, the truth about the father, she also knew that now was not exactly the right time. Not while she was being carried by the half werewolf in the middle of the crowd surrounding them.“You look like you want to talk about something,” Christian said, causing her to flinch.“Was it that obvious?” she asked.“I’ll only answer what I’m comfortable in answering. Anything else- especi
"Your mother’s name… Is it ‘Christen’?”How Christian’s world seemed to have turned when the question left the older werewolf’s mouth. The one other thing he knew about his mother that a certain handful also knew of. And those handful all hailed in the human world.Or so it should have been, as far as he knew. Unless if any one of Forrest’s werewolves had actually also returned to this world at some point and spoke about his mother to others by name, or Retchet himself for that matter.Rebecca stared at Christian in worry when he froze in stupor like this. Not that she could blame him, going by the expression he had. She certainly was not told by him or Retchet what his mother’s name was. In fact, if he never told anyone about his search for his mother, then chances are that he never told them about her name either. So for this werewolf to correctly guess the name right…“How the hell did you know her name?” Christian demanded, rage slowly building up in him as he slowly came to reali
Christian and Rebecca were at a loss. Standing before them was a small group of werewolves. Though they did not seem to be much of threats to Christian, with Rebecca in his arms, he knew better than to risk fighting against them in this situation.Rebecca also knew Christian was not going to be able to fight against the number. Not while he has her burdening him. This was exactly the sort of thing she wanted to avoid, and now, because of the injury she sustained…“Christian, leave me here,” she told him, to his shock. “Wait, what?”“You have to leave me here. There’s no other way!”Christian was flabbergasted with what she was telling him to do. “I am not leaving you behind!““You have to if you want to find your mother! You need to!” she urged him.Christian was not going along with it, though, as he shook his head in denial. “No way! Now look here-”Before he could say another word, several figures ran past him, much to his stupor. Confused, the pair picked up their heads and looke
Christian and the others could not believe their current predicament. They were only stopping by a nice sturdy tree to take a little break from their walk, when not only did Petra go about insulting humans, but they have found themselves suddenly surrounded by a large number of werewolves. All who seemed to be far from friendly."Who the hell are you lot?" the young Alpha demanded with a growl.Rather than feel threatened by the question, the feminine werewolf sarcastically stated, "Oh, how scary. You growling like that. And they say a dog's bark is worse than its bite?"One of her comrades snickered at the comment. "A dog? When that mutt has human blood running through his veins?"The statement took Rebecca and Christian by surprise. The latter especially, since no other werewolf back in the human world- at least, none of his mafia members- had said anything about him being half human. Then again, earlier the first figure was able to correctly identify their race after she took in th
Footsteps dashed quickly along the muddied ground, as Rebecca and Christian ran through the woods in the dark of night. Panting, with exhaustion threatening to catch up to them, as was another.Rebecca tripped or slipped on something- she couldn't tell which one it was- and fell flat on her face. Hearing her fall caught Christian's ears, as he came to a stop and turned back to her."Hey! You okay there?!" he questioned, helping her up.Rebecca was about to answer, when she felt a sharp pain in her leg. Looking down, she saw a sharp rock protruding out of her calf. No doubt having jabbed into her leg when she fell, as blood leaked out of the wound.Christian also took notice of the injury- in fact, he could smell the blood- and cursed under his breath. "Shit... We don't have time for this. I'm carrying you."Rebecca looked up at him with her eyes slightly wide. "No, you don't need to-""This is not open for discussion!" he cut off, taking the human in his arms and continued on running.