BECCA “It's okay mom, I am revenging body goals.” She chuckled and held my hand. With this, we began to walk back home. A home without a roof. Ha ha, the irony of life. Who knew I was going to go back to such an environment? * * * We got back and I helped mom with the leopard. We washed it and started to cook it. It didn't have much spice but then we had some leaves and herbs to be able to cook it which in the end tasted nice. Mom continued to knit more clothes for us which came in handy cause we weren't able to bring clothes along. While I busied myself with training in the wilderness. A day came that I never knew would. A day when I never thought I would pick to my heels. Someone I wanted to see every day became someone I went running from because then, I don't want to hear it from him. I thought I was brave enough but it turned out I was nothing but a coward. His handsome face came into existence. His wine eyes looked around the bushes when he caught the scent o
BECCA “Are you scared of us?” Asked one of the males, he was so hot with his long golden hair which stopped at the top of his shoulder. He had blue eyes that sparked as he looked at me. “You are hot,” I told him, in my mind. I didn't want to sound like a freak. “Scared? No, of course not.” I answered back looking back at the man in front of me. “You are Becca, right?” he asked and I nodded. “Wait, I haven't told you my name.” I looked at him surprised. How the hell did he know my name? “Oh, your mom came over and bragged about you.” One of the females told me and I raised my brows laughing inwardly at my mom. Why the hell would she do that? “Yeah, she said you are such a good fighter and you trained every day.” The girl with blonde hair like that of the man uttered. Hers was in a bob style. “Don't mind her please, I am not that good,” I replied, chuckling. “What are you guys?” I asked, looking at the five men and the three ladies at the side. “Rogues?” One of the gir
BECCA “You want to kill the rest of us?” he asked, I didn't understand what he meant by that. “Huh?” I asked, not understanding what he had said. “You want to kill the rest of us?” he asked, I didn't understand what he meant by that. “Is this about Vivian?” I asked, and then he shook his head. “I have long forgotten about that, Becca.” He rolled his eyes at me. Then what? “There was a wolf gathering massacre, that's what he is talking about,” Ian explained. I shook my head. How come I never knew about that, did Ezra really think I would kill a large gathering of wolves? Didn't he know Alexander's mark on me had been controlled by hunter kinks? I don't kill anymore. “I have been marked, Ezra. I no longer kill.” I explained to him and he bat his eyes at him with hatred filled in them. “Yeah, you don't kill anymore after you killed Vivian. Well, if you want to train with us then I would have to access your abilities.” He uttered before going to seat on a makeshift chair. One
BECCA Everyone has a weakness and some people showed it off while some made sure that was their core form of strength. In this way, the enemy wouldn't know that was your weakness. Sighing, I allowed Patricia to get to me. She punched me in my nostrils first and then I bled out. I tried taking her leg but she moved backward and then twisted hence I had to turn around which gave her access to my back. She used her back leg to kick my legs and I groaned at the contact. Her hits were stronger than that of Chelsea but I could take her and dodge her hits yet I didn't. I glanced at Ezra, he kept watching. He only watched with no facial expression but he didn't seem to care about me. To me, he was enjoying my suffering. “Enough!” Ezra screamed as Patricia was ready to give me two blows in the head which would shut me out if I don't dodge and I didn't plan to do that. Patricia stopped mid-air, she didn't look like she wanted to do it anyways but it seemed like someone was castigating h
EZRA She went away quickly, not bothering to look back at me. I wondered if she would come back the next day. It made me wonder where she was living, should I follow her? No, I don't care. Why should I? I looked away from her even if something in me was directing me in that direction. Just then, Ian came to me. He stood beside me and passed me tobacco which he sensed I needed. I love this man, he knew me and liked to satisfy me. “Do you think she will come back?” asked Ian, he seem to care about her. “If she wants to live, she would.” I simply replied. “I pray she doesn't,” Chelsea added, she walked to the back of the rock she and Patricia were sitting on and went to pack her bags. It was time to go back to the rogue house. “You had some information for me.” I started. It was the reason I came in the first place. I and Ian had something to do and then we started to walk away from the clearing. “Yes, I saw a gathering at the south side of the forest while scouting, I though
EZRA: I laughed inwardly. He doesn't know where Becca was then I wasn't ready to tell him. “I miss her very much. Alexander sighed, there was sadness in his eyes just thinking about her. The old Ezra would have pitied him by now and told him but I wouldn't do that, Vivian died because of Becca, why should I give her the chance to be happy? She would die a rogue, I will make sure I revenge my mate’s death. I just stared at Alexander, loving the sadness on his face. She must have the same on her face. “Are you okay, Ezra?” asked Reid. He was standing up at the time. I raised my hand to him and then nodded. “Where are you heading?” asked Alexander. “Smoke, feeling cold,” Reid answered before leaving to look for a place to smoke. I looked away from him and laid down to rest. It was good seeing that I would be able to revenge against my Vivian. Some of the warrior men set up a new tent for I and Ian, it was there we lay for the night. I wasn't able to sleep, not like I had been ab
EZRA I Watched her punch the tree, she didn't feel the pain. Her knuckles peeled but she didn't feel the pain at first. Then I told her to punch it harder, I wanted her to feel more pain and then she did, she winced inwardly and kept her eyes tightly closed. She needed to feel every fucking pain I felt. I moved backward and watched her punch the tree, punching it harder than I thought she could. Was she keeping her strength before? She was not punching the tree harder, the rough surface was tearing her skin yet she didn't stop. She was starting to get angry, angry at anything that upset her. When you feel pain, you get angry even about past things. I loved that she was getting the feeling I got them. The regret that I let Vivian die just like that. She was feeling that exact pain I felt, and I loved it. Yes, I wanted her to feel pain as well. She kept punching the tree, Ian moved forward to stop him but then I glared at him, it wasn't his business and it would be best if he stayed
BECCA Just then, Ezra stopped and a scene I never thought I would ever come across appeared in front of me. I froze. My entire blood froze. I stared without blinking or moving. The breeze entered my eyes and only made my tears roll out. Did Ezra do this on purpose, why did he bring me here to see this? Before my eyes were Alexander with his hand over Celine, touching her all over. My eyes sparked, and the color in my eyes drained. My legs turned to jelly, I shook inwardly needing something to rest on and I used Ezra who was right by my side. Tears pooled in my eyes and my heart shook rapidly. Nadia peered forward, she stared too, and purred in the process. Alexander promised us he didn't like Celine, Why was he touching her right now? She was leaning into him and touching him all over while he did the same. He pecked her forehead before trailing down her face, and my eyes widened. I couldn't watch him kiss another woman. Mom said he banished us and I was beginning to believe it