Anyone would think that waking up to people screaming their names would get easier since they'd probably wake up to it every day for the rest of their lives.It didn’t. I would know because I experienced it first-hand and for seventeen years.“OLIVIA?!”Seventeen years later and I was still experiencing it.I stretched my legs and got out of bed. It was a routine I was used to. They would scream and I would attend to their needs.I listened for footsteps and immediately heard one. I straightened up and faced the door.Only a few seconds later did the door open and I was met with my glorious brother's cocky smile. His arms were folded, and an arrogant look shone on his face. His body posture exuded the hatred he felt for me even though I was his sister.“Breakfast isn’t set and the pack will soon wake.” He continued to stare at me in the most condescending manner I always associated with him.My anger rose and I restrained it. My anger never did any good.My back stung, the scars on i
Like most girls growing up, I dreamt of living in a big castle with a ballroom and chandeliers, grumpy butlers, and my very own wing where I could wear my princess dresses and do princess stuff. Let's not forget the part where the prince comes to whisk me away to his even bigger castle and we all live happily ever after where I spend his money on dreamy stuff. Yes, I was materialistic, sue me. But unlike most girls at almost twenty years old, deep down inside the burdened heart of mine, I still cradled that dream like a newborn. Maybe it was a coping mechanism or maybe I was just plain stupid. As I walked into Zayn's cabin, I knew it was no castle and that Zayn was no prince and I was no princess. Nonetheless, I felt a little strange. I searched within my soul but couldn't pinpoint what it was. Was it a strange feeling of serenity? Happiness? Peace? Maybe it was all or none, I couldn't tell.After showing me around, Zayn left me in the Cabin since he didn't live here. I wondered w
Julian POVWe left early for Leo's pack without letting him know that we were on our way. We should have informed him of our intending visit but we didn't want to give off any vibe that we were coming to investigate him. Alpha Leo was my brother but we had been enemies for as long as I could remember. I always thought of him as a selfish and greedy person who didn't care about others. He was the reason why I was not a part of our father's pack but I was grateful to him for that since I would have been under his governorship now if I had remained at the pack due to the will my father had written down before his death. But, just because I left the pack though didn't mean that I didn't want to claim my father's throne as the first child and this could very well be the chance I needed. To hear that he was messing with the spirit codes was more than enough for me to ruin him and claim my father's throne once and for all. Only a crazy person would dare to mess with the spirit code.Before
Before the spirit codes formed, there were seven tribes who lived happily in their territories.Crescent moon.This tribe was the most reputable because of the large number of people in the tribe. They wore white garments everywhere they went and they were feared by all and nobody could come close to them in terms of number, and with numbers came strength and for this reason, they were held in high regard. The Crescent moon tribe were always at the forefront whenever it came to music, Music was inculcated into their living and they loved it because they believed it helped them live healthy and elevated moods, they all loved it because they knew it lessened stress and symptoms of depression. Every family knew how to sing and they had a ceremony called will yank where they could showcase their talent.During the moon goddess worship, they would sing beautifully and channel the goddess in the most ethereal way possible.Red blood.The Red blood Tribe were made mostly of warriors, they w
Alex pushed through his lethargy, and with each step he took to the room door, he kept on thinking if he’d been doing the right thing, heading out in the woods. It wasn’t because he was afraid of being ganged up and beaten by the other big bad wolves who envied the amount of power he had, on the contrary, he was only scared of dying, with his body left for the vultures to feed on. The thought was beyond horrifying, and Alex had to remind himself that he was powerful, an alpha male. Although he’d been born under the Solar tribe, who were written off as nothing more than slaves, Alexander knew his story was just beginning. Once, Alex tried the lock on the door, and he was a bit surprised when it didn’t budge, as if he had expected it to. Well, he was going to have to break the lock then. He stepped back a little, feeling starved off air, and slammed the door with his closed fist. The door gave way, nothing but a small mass of wood now that he looked at it. Why was he here? And who’d lo
"Who are you?" Alexander looked at Esther who simply smiled at her recent well-done work.In just a few minutes, he had fully absorbed the memories she wanted him to.The door opened revealing Alpha Killian whose face held a look of sadness and grief. Esther released the barrier she had placed around the room and Alpha Killian moved towards them and bent over in front of Alexander whose eyes held nothing but rage.Alpha Killian placed a hand on Alexander's shoulder and said, "I saved you."Alexander looked at Alpha Killian. After being knocked off the cliff by a face that looked similar to his brother's, he completely blacked out.Alexander looked at the odd-looking woman and Alpha Killian chuckled, "She's a healer, I brought her here to take a look at you."Alexander simply stared straight at the woman."Actually," Killian brought Alexander's attention back to himself, "I.. Was mistreated by people of that tribe."He showed Alexander the scar on his back, the one he got when he comp
He stood over the dead woman, the memories rushing back into him so fast he had to sit down to catch a breath.Nothing was making sense anymore. His head hurt so bad as the flashes got worse. This time, he let them take him.*Time: Unknown*He slammed the hoe down and the wood split clean in half. He started humming an old song he learnt from his father. His ears pricked up as he heard footsteps particular to Noelle, the love of his life. He let his lips lift in a smile as he straightened, turning around to face her. "I am quite afraid of whoever you are thinking of while doing that." She said, brows arched.He laughed, giving her a smile. "It's no one, trust me." She smiled that soft smile of hers, the one that only he knew. "You sure? You seemed so concentrated."He dropped the hoe, letting his eyes drift to the sky. It was almost time. He knew it, and she did too. "We should start going to the tree." "I am not in a hurry, Noelle." He smiled at her, trying to soothe her fears despi
The gate finally reached Alexander's line of vision and it made him delighted. Finally, he was going to be free from the illusion he called home.He ran towards the gate, his heart beating hard against his ribcage as he neared the gate. After living like a fool— Even though he did not remember the parts of him that were foolish, he could feel it in his soul that he did something foolish.He had dreams that he killed his family and the dreams were almost as vivid as his sight. He hated himself. No, he hated the things he did in the dream. He wasn't sure it was real but he lived quite a long time without memory and having something such as his dream to hold on to made him feel a certain way. A stirring in his chest that made him feel like he could take control of his life.He wasn't sure how but he felt like change would begin once he stepped out of the gate. And he did. He jumped as high as he could and his fingers clutched the metal of the six feet tall gate that was erected into the
*Olivia's POV*I sobbed over his still body, feeling a part of me dying. He couldn't be dead. He just couldn't. I wrapped my arms around him, praying to anyone who cared to listen."Please don't take him away from me. I just got him back. I wouldn't let you take him away from me." I buried my nose in his chest, breathing in his scent.I felt something brush my cheek and I lifted my head. A faerie was smiling at me, his eyes friendly. "You must be the mate." I curled my body over Julian's protectively, narrowing my eyes at the intruder.The faerie smiled, shaking his head. His hair fluttered out like water behind him. "I am here to help you, Luna. I saw everything that happened. It went surprisingly well."I stared at him, pulling Julian closer to my chest. "What are you saying?" "I saw everything that could have happened. The different possibilities. This path was surprisingly fortunate."He looked at me and the look on his eyes made me shiver. "Do you wish to know what could have hap
OLIVIA'S POVMy legs moved faster than I thought was possible as I headed to the packhouse, my legs were already sore from the running but this was Julian we were talking about, I couldn't let him get himself killed. He shouldn't have come here in the first place. He had no idea that Leo was an insane person.I forced my worn-out legs to keep moving no matter the pain that shot up through my legs.I breathed in and paused for a moment to catch my breath. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead and I wiped them with my sleeve.Moon goddess, please...My feet brushed through the corpses in front of the packhouse.My heart tightened and I look over at their faces, "No, not Julian."The corpses lifeless faces reminded me of the people who I had killed in rage.Memories of how I killed my brother, Gillian also filled my head.I had ripped out his heart with no remorse despite his words.I always blamed him for treating me unkindly, yet I killed him. Wasn't I worse than him?Was this why the m
OLIVIA'S POV."There's one more thing, my lady." The leader said in a serious tone.I lifted my eyes and stared at him in wonder about what else he could want from me."What would that be?" I asked him when he didn't say anything for almost a minute after he had spoken.He got up, came to my side and he began to pace around me. All through his scrutiny, I was very nervous but I tried my best to keep my anxiety down since I didn't want to display fear in the den of the wolves. At last, he stood in front of me and stared directly into my eyes."I can still smell your fear, my lady. Have you forgotten that I am an Alpha wolf? My sense of smell is a lot heightened than that of ordinary werewolves." He told me.When I looked at him in shock, he flashed his teeth before me. I wanted to vobblered him but I held on to my restraint. Gone were the days of mindless killings."You feel like killing me, don't you?" He asked me again with a naughty smile. He didn't wait for my response or my anger
OLIVIA'S POV.The Emerett's people moved out of the cage and I followed them at a safe distance, making sure that none of them spotted me. Ever since Emerett had taken me into his care and he and his people had done nothing but take care of me. Emerett made sure I never packed for a thing even once and his men treated me with respect. Even the books that Emerett never joked about, he had allowed me to borrow them times without numbers.There was however one thing I had noticed about the group led by Emerett ever since I had arrived at the cave. Even though the men were very good werewolves who knew how to hunt for good meat, they always came back with little.Although Emerett had given me a head up about how the other party called White Ice had always stolen the prey his men hunted for and even when I had monitored them and saw how they acted for myself, it had been a little bit hard for me to come up with the perfect plan for Emerett's men to accept me. But now I have the perfect pla
*Julian's POV*I tried not to let my emotions show on my face as I stormed past the gate. Two of the guardsmen were sleeping, immediately getting up when I passed.I was too tired not to stop and scold them. Everytime I closed my eyes or stopped to breathe for even a second, I saw Olivia's face. I kept hearing her voice. She had chosen Vanessa over me. A few werewold kids were playing in the park, some of them stopping bouncing the ball to wave at me. I waved back, faking a wide smile.One of them pointed at their heart, calling out. "Where's Luna?" I bit my lip, shaking my head as I walked away. I knew my people would ask about Olivia, since they were aware I had left to get her back. I sighed, rubbing my forehead. This was going to be a problem. My wolf snorted, rolling his eyes. I ignored him, changing my direction to walk towards my cabin. Hopefully, no one would be there.I swung the door open, trying to ignore the little presence and scent of Olivia that lingered inside. I cu
*Olivia's POV*I stood there waiting for about a minute before Ron came back and the first thing he said when he saw me was. "The dress fits you better. Maria would be thrilled."I assumed Maria was his mate and I nodded at him, lifting the gown so it wouldn't sweep against the floor. I walked behind him, pondering on how exactly to project myself so the clan liked me.I needed their approval to stay here. Ron led me down another staircase and I lifted my eyes to see a spread of them. The pit was dug out like a concert arena. The uplifted part was decorated like a throne and I saw Emerett sitting on the chair. He had his head in his hands, and he only looked up when the whispers started. His eyes widened and he moved to his feet. Ron nodded at me, going to stand in the crowd. I could feel all their eyes on me as I made my way to the stage and I tried to tune out my ears so I wouldn't hear what they were saying.My wolf was more curious and she won this battle."Oh my goodness. She i
*Olivia's POV*Emerett decided to take me around the cave after the mini breakfast in his room. The cave was bigger than I expected, with curtains and mud walls sectioning it into smaller parts.There were a few wolves outside the curtain rooms, watching me with suspicious eyes. I could feel their eyes bore holes into me with every step I took."They are watching me." "They have never seen a wolf like you before. Fear not. They would attack you as long as you stand by me." I looked one in the eye as we passed by her grinding something that looked pink. The coldness in her eyes made me shiver and rub my forearms."They don't take a liking to new people?" Emerett glanced at the woman over his shoulder. "That's just how Edith behaves. She lost her husband to an intruder so she is really suspicious of every new person we bring. She will eventually warm up to you."I sincerely doubted that, but I kept my mouth closed. The cave was huge and it seemed the tour would never end. I took note of
*Olivia's POV*I kept running, feeling the wind rushing in my ears. My wolf was tense, making me run faster than normal. I heard a growl behind me and I made the mistake of looking back. I stumbled over a tree trunk and fell to the floor. "Get her." I heard a voice hiss and I immediately scrambled to my feet. I took on a fighting stance, glaring at them. The one in the middle was staring at me with wide eyes. His eyes were dark, like the night sky when the moon was nowhere to be found. Behind him were at least three more wolves, all wearing the same band around their wrists. I felt a shiver crawl up my spine when I realized what they were. My wolf said it for me, her voice sounding like a growl. "Rouges."The night sky eyed wolf smiled, standing straighter. "You are smart. But I would beg to differ since you are here. What are you doing around our parts?" I kept my eye on him, watching him move around me. "I don't want any trouble."One of the rogues laughed, rolling his eyes. "T
OLIVIA'S POV.I dragged Vanessa's body out of the cabin into the woods, grunting all the way. The tears wouldn't stop flowing from my eyes either at the loss of the woman who had been nothing but a friend and a protector to me. When I finally managed to drag her to the backyard, in the deep of the woods, I was already panting for breath and wishing that some sort of help would arrive for me.When I looked at Vanessa's dead body which was beginning to smell a little, the tears fell even more. They ran down my cheeks in streaks like they were racing for the finishing line that would signify their survival. Perhaps, I should be honest withh myself at the junction where I was now.Vanessa's death had a huge toll on me than I was letting on. It affected me deeper in my spirit than I care to admit to anyone. I have myself a cynical cruel short laughter. Who was I kidding? There was no one to let out my emotions or what I was going through. It was just me, the dead body, the trees, the anima