"I'm sorry. D-Do know you all from somewhere? Have we all met before?" Rose asked looking up at them wide eyed, realizing how weird she was being and feeling. They all looked at each other and then at her, their faces grave and serious. The tall blond guy spoke, his eyes flickering all over her face. "Do. . .Do we look familiar?" The others inched closer a bit as if wanting to hear anxiously for her answer. "Are those your names?" Is what came out of her mouth instead. She wanted to tell herself that she was just really good answer guessing names, but the longer she looked at them the more she felt she had seen them from somewhere. It was the red-haired man with green eyes that spoke, looking at him, She got a flash of someone els
Rose doesn’t know what time She woke up but when she did, she was on the ground, sore, tired, hungry, and mad as hell.She remembered.She remembered everything.Everything.Picking herself off the floor, for the first time since waking up in her old house, She didn't feel confused or like she was missing something important. No, everything was clear and she knew what She was missing, or better yet whom she was missing.She didn't need a mirror to know her face was serious and that of someone not to be messed with. Moving to the bathroom, she pushed open the door and without flicking the lights on to the bathroom, she stood in front of the mirror, slowly improving her eyesight making everything clear as if before her wolf's eyesight had been a human putting on dirty glasses.Not taking her eyes off the mirror she reached up to her hood and pulled it down roughly to bare her mark which was slowly appearing under her eyes. She snarled as the anger she have never left in her entire life
Zander stood in front of the metal bolted black door, hearing Matt Jacob struggle against the chains that held him to his chair. If He focused enough he could see his immense body heat moving through the door, but He didn't. Footsteps approaching him came from his right."Did what I asked for is set?" He asked without turning to look at Vilkas who grunted out a yes. He nodded at Vilkas making him walk away. His beast grew more and more excited at the prospect of having fun now, finally having someone he was going to sink his claws into for this whole mess and He couldn't agree more.Azazel paced back and forth, his head lifting up every now and then to look at the black door in front of Zander and lunge at it as if he were really doing it, he tried to force Zander to do so, but He held Azazel back."Patience. . .you will get your turn." He murmured to his wolf.When Vilkas informed Zander of the quick and efficient capture and imprisonment of Matt, He was glad and now here the little
Warning** Violence ahead, if you can't handle it, please skip.His beast reached out and dug his claws into the top part of Matt's shoulder left shoulder, ignoring the boy’s cry, cutting out behind the shape of a square, the top, and two sides, but not the bottom to close it.Looking at Matt deep in the eyes, the beast put his claws under Matt's skin before it could begin to heal and pulled downward, yanking the skin all the way down to his elbow. Matt howled in pain, he thrashed in his chair as the flesh was ripped off of his arm, taking a chunk of bloody meat with Zander as pulled it completely off his arm.Matt's head snapped down to look at his arm and when he saw it his eyes widened in horror, Zander backed away as He heard his stomach reacting to the not-so-pretty picture painted in red.He turned his head and began vomiting on the other side of his chair.Zander scrunched up His nose in disgust at the smell. Vomit was the one thing He hated about this process."Alright whip, re
His lower half slumped, He pulled, his hand out and left half of his spine hanging out of his back.Walking around the front again, Zander whipped His bloodied hand on his face and smiled as he gave little twitches, his eyes open in horror and pain, he looked to be in frozen shock."Y-You're a monster. You'll go to h-hell."Matt managed to say, his eyes were unfocused as pain bit at his body."Of course, He will. Someone needs to take the throne." He laughed and walked back around him.**Zander clasped the back of Matt's shoulder and shook him roughly, leaning in, in a serious and slightly mocking voice said."What did I say, Matt? Breath. It's all in your head." Matt's head slowly lifted to look up at Zander, he took a deep shaky breath multiple times. As the darkness pulled away from him, he realized that everything he had just gone through happened only in his head, he looked down and lifted both feet,
You would think being a twenty-year-old werewolf would lessen your dad trying to control you. . . Not really. After storming back home Rose began planning what was going to happen step by step, trying to make sure nothing was left out. . .including her dad. In the end, she decided she didn't want him to be involved just yet, for all she knew she would go- beat Zander's ass- and come back, no need to involve him seeing how well it worked out last time. During Lunch, she couldn't eat just thinking about that conniving, lying blue-eyed little shit. Her stomach twisted. Instead, she went up to her room to pack a small bag of clothes and necessities, not knowing if she would even manage to be around Zander for long. she wasn't sure how he'd act. A few minutes after packing, Elaine had knocked on her door, pale-faced but serious to let her know that a plane would be on stand-by for her when she wanted to leave, eyeing her she dec
"Why so many?" she choked out after the shock had let her think again.Who the hell kicks someone to the curve and then gives them twenty-six guards, plus four making thirty guards?". . . Protection."Mikael said next to her, eyeing his window, face tense. She opened her mouth to ask what but then shut it, she wanted her answers from Zander, he would have to explain to her his whole mess.She could wait.She sat back in her seat, crossing her arms over her shoulders. When they began driving out of the forest trail and onto the road she suddenly got very. . . uncomfortable. It wasn't her though, she knew that but yet her skin began to itch like when it was inside instead of the outside, so maybe it was her.She tried not to fidget like she wanted to but all she ended up doing was tensing up. The closer they got to civilization the stranger she felt, almost like a growing irritation and fidgety annoyance.What was going on with me? Were these some sort of side effects for how long I've
Rose was aware of the fact that she was scaring the guards with her random burst of little chuckles and smiles to herself, but who were they to judge? When the plane finally landed and they all unbuckled, the tension in the room grew as a presence she have never felt before, for once became known to her. She could feel it. She could feel his power. His radiance. His will over others. His presence. His warmth. His side of the bond. She closed her eyes and for a brief moment in time savoured those feelings before she closed herself completely and put on her mask. The grin fell from her face as a cold and indifferent look replaced it. Let's see how he likes this. When the door opened she was not the first one out, instead, she let the others go first, they gave wry glances at her but with a careless gesture, she pushed them forward until she was the last one left. With one last breath, she walked out and onto the stairs, she didn't look at him, no, that would be too easy, instead, she