“I’ll spar with Belle next.” “You’ve already practiced with her yesterday. I’m lining next!” The amount of werewolves arguing with each other on who will be my next opponent comes as a surprise for me. I don’t mind exchanging blades with the others, but if I entertained all of the werewolves with their deep interest in clashing swords with me, even I wouldn’t come out in one piece. I want to say something, but I am afraid that I will say the wrong words. Similarly, if I don’t say anything, they might end up fighting. What to do? I know that I have dealt with crowds before when I was with the Lycans, but that doesn’t automatically give me leadership skills. All I did was follow the orders of the Alpha. What to do? What to do? It was giving me so much anxiety that I started biting my thumb nail. “What’s all this noise?” I felt immense relief when I heard Ajax. If there was one wolf who could control the crowd, it would be him—the alpha. One look from his cold red glares made t
Never in my life did I think about being a hybrid. According to its definition, a hybrid means that I am a product of two races—a lycan and a werewolf. Before, I called myself an abnormal lycan, but after meeting Ajax, I disassociated myself with the lycans and sided with the werewolves. Now, I still want to side with the werewolves, but how could I when I am part lycan? “You’re overthinking again.” Ajax’s voice broke me off from my train of thought. He is sitting beside me in a taxi. I don’t know where we are going, but he says that I have to meet someone. “What’s troubling you now?” “Lycans and werewolves. I don’t know which one to side with.” I frown, looking out the window at the passing scenery. “What’s so complicated about it?” “I don’t know if it is right to abandon one for the other. I am literally made up of two species!” Ajax is looking at me with a conflicted expression. It’s clear that he wants to say something, but doesn’t know how to deliver it. “I won’t deny that
Never have I heard silence be this loud. Currently, I am in a hospital room with my birth mother, along with Ajax and a few medical staff in the room. Ajax spotted us while we were playing in the garden and had the nurses take my mother back to her room. Apparently, she escaped her room while the nurses were out to get some medicines for her. Unbeknownst to me, I casually took her to the garden, not knowing that she had escaped at the time. The nurses confronted Ajax about it, which explains why he was talking to the nurses when we arrived since they were informing him about my mother’s escape. Then, while they were having some issues with my missing mother, I disappeared as well. It would be understandable if Ajax was angry but he wasn’t. When he saw me with my mother, he just stared. Something about his gaze was telling me that he knew that I had found out the identity of the woman I was with. I guess that makes it one of the reasons why Ajax didn’t scold me. “How are you feelin
A few days had passed since I met my mother in the hospital. Actually, I just figured out that the hospital that my mother is in is a mental hospital. Based on what I learned, it is a place for people who lost their minds due to trauma. My mother, Jolina, must have undergone some serious trauma for her to lose her mind almost completely like that. I haven’t had the slightest clue what kind of trauma she endured, but I couldn’t care less. I am just trying to erase the memory of her from my mind. At least that’s my plan, but Ajax isn’t one to let me off the hook for some reason. For the last five days, he has been very keen on following me. “Belle, are you seriously not going to visit your mother again?” He kept asking me for the last five days, and it has almost become so annoying that it almost made me want to choke him. “Why don’t you visit her if you keep on insisting so much?” I said in annoyance, brisk walking so I could head to class. Ajax is following right behind me, eager
My father is part of the alpha lineage. Such a thought never occurred to me. I thought that he was the pack’s beta. My father never displayed or did something that made me think that he was a leader. I look at Jolina. Some part of me thinks that she is lying, but the dreadful look in her eyes tells me that she is not. “I’ll leave you two alone,” Ajax announces. The door clicks and he soon disappears from the room, leaving me with a bundle of questions that I want to ask Jolina. I have a number of them, but none of which I know how to address. Jolina notices my discomfort. She shifts on her bed and points at the chair beside her, gesturing for me to sit. If I hadn’t had any questions, I wouldn’t have complied and left, but I wanted to know more about how my father was the alpha. I pulled up the chair and sat facing her. My mother suddenly looks older than she did when I first met her. She's been stressed for a while now. She wipes away her tears before speaking. “Judging from you
I barged into Ajax’s office. He was sleeping on the couch and immediately jumped onto his feet the moment he heard the door. Upon seeing that it was me, he started to relax. Whoever he thought I was must be someone important. Considering that he is already the most important person in the werewolf division, I can only assume that he probably thought that I was someone with a higher standing in the human association. “Belle, what brings you here?” He fixes his posture, trying to look cool. “Put me on your team.” Ajax starts to sweat. “What team?” He tries to act innocent, but I already know their plans for the Lycan pack. “The plan to capture them. I want to join as well.” Before, I could not care less about what’s going to happen to them. After hearing that the pack was originally my father's, I started to care. “You can’t.” “Why can’t I?” “Because they are none of your concern anymore.” “That’s not true. I talked with my mom. My father is—” “Quiet!” Ajax dashes towards t
I remember that it was a weekend and I was spending some time with my mother. We were visiting my father’s grave that Ajax had set up to pay respect to him. I did say that I was trying to spend some time with my mother, but in truth, we are barely talking to each other. For me, I am still not used to having a mother, much less a mother who needs to be watched by human nurses all the time. There’s little to no privacy between us, but this does not stop her from trying to ask me questions. “Did you have any friends when you were young?” My mother asks me while I am busy cleaning the grave of my father. I thought about her question for a while and could only think of Maxwell as my childhood friend. “I did.” “Did? Aren’t you two still friends?” “He’s dead. Even if he were alive, I wouldn’t dare call him my friend. I would rather die instead.” My mother and the nurse who is with her both looked lost for words. They must not have expected such an innocent conversation to take such a t
I rush to try and catch the lycans who kidnapped Holly. My wolf and I were desperately trying to locate and grab her scent to track her down. So far, I haven’t caught even the faintest scent of her. An eerie dread nestles in my chest. The situation seems familiar. I can’t help but compare this odd familiarity of disappearing scent to the time I was trying to track down Ajax’s wolf before. Back then, I did not know about the existence of the obsidian stone. Could they have used something similar? My memory suddenly jogs back to the time when I was captured. I had my obsidian necklace back then, but I don’t remember wearing it when we returned to the academy. My heart sank when I realized that the obsidian necklace might be the reason why I couldn’t track down Holly and the other lycan. If that’s the case, there’s only one person who can help me right now. I rush back to the academy, taking as many shortcuts as I can—even the illegal ones. My breathing has become short, but it wa
I run into the woods as fast as my four wolf legs can carry me. My run would have been more joyful if I wasn’t being chased by someone. ‘Too slow!’ Ajax’s black wolf form appears out of the woods to come and jump at me. I sidestepped and leaped to my left. In mid-jump, I change my form. My legs grew longer and my back became straighter, elongating enough to support my new form. I bounce on my two legs, jumping high up until I am perching on one of the branches of a tree. I smirk as I look down on Ajax. His cold glare doesn’t even look nearly as scary as when I am standing on the same ground as him. ‘That’s cheating, Belle! You are using your lycan form!’ ‘Don’t be ridiculous. This is just me using my gifts.’ I give him a toothy grin. I feel like my smile is scarier as a lycan than it is when I am a werewolf. ‘Get down from there.’ ‘Why don’t you climb up?’ I continue to taunt him, enjoying the way that his face scrunches as he frowns. I chuckle. ‘Oh, alright. Fine.’ I jump do
I can feel the Lycan soul in my chest shifting impatiently as I follow Ajax and Indigo to the lair. The loud noises of growling and howling were making me antsy. It was so loud that I could hear them behind the waterfalls. Through the noises that they were making, I can somehow hear their fear and anguish. There’s nothing worse for outgoing creatures like us than to be held captive, especially in their own home. “Are you alright?”Ajax pauses when he notices me clutching my chest. His forehead creases with worry. “How long have they been kept in there?”My chest hammers wildly as I anticipate his response. “For as long as you were out.” When he sees my bewildered expression, he adds, “but we do try to let them out as much as possible!” I appreciate what Ajax did, honestly. He also knows that lycans get claustrophobic if they aren’t out and running—they are just like werewolves. However, in their minds, they are prisoners, so I know that they would never step foot outside even if t
About three days later, I return to the academy, much to my mother and doctor’s disapproval. I could not stand being in a sick ward room for so long because of all the smells of sickness and medicines. They give the two wolves inside of me anxiety. Arriving at the academy feels more like home to me than it was before. Getting out and smelling the familiar field of the academy fills me with so much ease that I even want to curl up in the dirt and sleep. However, there is one matter that I need to address.... “No.” Ajax straight up tells me before even hearing me out. I just got into his office after setting my stuff back in my room. “I won’t allow it.” “You didn’t even try to hear what I was going to say!” Ajax looks at me before grabbing my hand and leading me to the sofa, where he sits right next to me. He is still holding my hand. “You just recovered. You need to have a few more days of rest.” “Your idea of rest is based on human bodies. I am a werewolf and a lycan. My bod
My emotions are all over the place, even as I am in my room and fully dressed. Celine is no longer in the room, probably after she sensed that I was out looking for her with a murderous intent. The only one with me right now is Marian, who is helping me tie dry my hair after a shower. “Lay off the grumpy expression, babe.” Marian gleefully tries to cheer me up. “I am sure that Celine only said it as a sort of motivational speech.” “But I am motivated.” I reply. “I do hope that you don’t mean to strangle her.” I flinch, knowing that I was caught red-handed. “Belle, we all want to strangle her most of the time, so you might have to wait for your turn.” She smiles and gives me a subtle wink. “Belle!” The childish scream comes first long before the child behind the door enters. Holly enters, bouncing on her tiptoes as she heads right towards me. Her arms barely enough to wrap around my waist when she hugs me. I fumble with my words. I may not remember much, but I do know that I
I wake up feeling something in my skin. Soft beeping of machines is forcing my brain to wake and regain consciousness. I crack an eye open. My vision is blurry from sleep. It takes a while before my eyes settle, allowing me to see my surroundings. I am in a room that I am not familiar with, but based on the machines and the smell of the place, I am definitely in a hospital. My left hand moves to remove the oxygen mask from my face so I can get a clear sniff of the room. Yep. I am definitely in a hospital. But how did I get here? My head spins as I push myself up. Muscles scream at me for the abrupt movement. It has been a while since I felt sore and stiff. But somehow I sense that this isn’t the normal soreness that one would feel coming from overusing muscles. It comes from not using your muscles for a long time. A click coming from the door alerts me to my incoming visitor. My attention diverts in that same direction at the same time as the familiar scent of someone wafts i
I am a monster. To think that I harmed those I vowed to protect with these hands of mine. What I have aren’t even hands. They’re the hands of a lycan, the very species that I despise. How did it come to this? I am a werewolf just a while ago. Why did I become a lycan? These thoughts swirled in my head as I continued to run in the forest with no destination in my. The sense of smell in this form dwindles when compared to my own form, but I am feeling the physical enhancement on my body. One swing from my arm and I can break a thinking tree in half. It is something that I could never do when I was a werewolf. The immense strength scares me. No other lycan is this powerful—not even the late alpha. I broke another tree. I stare at it for long, feeling troubled when I cause another damage in the forest. My breath hitches as I walk backward to stare at the damages, causing my back to hit a tree. I got startled, and instincts kicked in. I claw at the trunk, sending splinters everywhere
I am filled with rage to the point that my mind is clouded. I am not sure what I am here for, but I want to wreck everything. Strong emotions are driving me to howl loudly. It was a loud howl that could even rival the howl of an alpha. The strong waves from my howl shook the cave and making my ears ring. A movement draws me to the closest target in front of me. He is a bigger looking lycan. I believe that he is the current Alpha of the pack—I forgot his name. Just looking at him is somehow igniting a strong fire of rage in my chest. I can’t remember what he did or what I am doing here. There’s one thing in my mind that was clear, though. It is to get rid of that lycan. I want to see him bleed. I want to see him in pain. A ferocious growl escapes my lips, and I find myself moving towards him. My legs feel heavy. I think I am moving slower than I originally do, but the strength that I carry feels like it is more than doubled. I wildly swing a claw at the lycan before me. The opposin
My ears were ringing when everyone was rendered speechless at my declaration in challenging his position. ‘Belle, what is this about?’ I can understand where Ajax’s confusion is. We talked about me taking over the pack before, and we deemed that it wouldn’t be wise if I am not fully committed to the role. ‘Don’t worry.’ I reassure him. ‘My intention for the challenge isn’t halfhearted.’ I briefly meet Ajax’s gaze, hoping my gaze can convince him of my conviction. As much as I hate the alpha, this is still my home. This is where I grew up. And although I didn’t have the best childhood, it doesn’t mean that I didn’t grow up with love. Not all Lycans rolled their eyes on us or made fun of us. Not all humans and werewolves are bad, just like not all lycans are. If that were true, I would have grown up to become rotten since my dad is a lycan. It’s just a matter of how the leader leads their colony. Ajax steps back. A proud smile seemed to creep on his wolfish feature. ‘You got th
Alpha Lupert gazes down upon me with a steady gaze. Even from where I am, I can feel the brewing hatred from him in his aura. I grew scared at first, but the fear soon subsided when the burning rage ate away all other fleeting emotions I had. If anyone should be angry, it should be me. The Lycan I am facing is the root cause of all of my hardships. He took away my family, my life, and now, he took Holly. “You gained a look in your eye while staying with the humans.” He comments. He was almost growling and chewing out the words while talking in his lycan form. He then snorted. “Though it doesn’t seem to stop you from being a foolish coward. I can’t believe that it takes us to take a human girl for you to show yourself instead of hiding behind human walls.” ‘I wasn’t hiding.’ Unlike the lycans, I cannot speak with my mouth when I am in wolf form. ‘I was contemplating something.’ “Care to share what a traitor like you is thinking about after murdering my son?” He is going to regre