ClarissaThe night passed in a blur as I tossed and turned in the bed. Beside me, I could hear Talia’s light snores and I recalled whatever she had told me.Would that really help Dacre? And most of all would he survive the trial? Just who were these shadow assassins and what did they want?Too many questions were whirling in my head to make any sense or let me be at peace. My eyes kept flicking to the clock and somehow the night turned into day and I sprang up from my bed, feeling too restless to do anything else.I went in for a quick shower, brushed my teeth, and changed into blue jeans and a white blouse. I shook Talia who gave a startled cry.“Get up you sleeping beauty”Talia stifled a yawn but before she could say anything, I dragged her out of the bed and literally shoved her into the bathroom.I pulled out my phone and thought of calling Dacre first. I would have mind-linked him but I was yet to shift so I had to contact him the old fashioned way.I was about to call him but
Clarissa A tall and buff man entered the arena and blew out his whistle to make everybody pay attention. Then the council head got up and started his small speech, “Ladies and gentlemen, I welcome all the pack members to the colosseum of Jundra and the trial by combat requested by Dacre Caldwell, son of Alpha Thaddeus of the Thornglass pack from the south. Along with him, Silas Bryce, one of their pack members has also put his name forward to fight. Which is why we will be having two rounds. The winner of the first round gets an advantage over the other person who would participate in round two. The advantage will be shared after the end of the first round. Contestants are requested to come forward.” He announced and Dacre and Silas stepped forward from one side. From the other side, from a small door that was below the seats, a few people stepped forward. They were all wearing masks and were also wearing a black cloak. They were covered from head to toe, making it impossible t
DacreHad Silas not already been injured I would have hurled him to the wall and yelled at him until his ears bled.The guy seemed to have a death wish.I urged him to yield but my stupid friend did not want to yield and I could do nothing except stand and watch.I had to do something…anything.His opponent was smiling wickedly at Silas who doubled up and coughed again, puking blood while more of it continued to flow out of his abdomen.His eyesight looked blurry and he had trouble focusing on his opponent who easily ducked when Silas tried to hit him with a punch. His opponent cackled and looked at the crowd that applauded at him. He then shot his leg backward and hit Silas right in the back of his knee, making Silas fall down.“You rascal”I yelled but the opponent merely turned around to look at me and gave me a grin. That only made me feel madder. He had tricked Silas and I had to find a way to trick him if I wanted Silas to walk out alive.Then I would have to find the antidote
DacreI swore under my breath as the knuckle weapon guy stepped out of the battleground while Aaron stepped in.Aaron had been a close friend once. But I never saw eye to eye with him.And, the fact that he was nominated for this battle meant only one thing.I would be able to even out things and seek vengeance.An eye for an eye.Aaron was tall and well-built, we were almost of the same height. His brown face was littered with scars and a particularly nasty one ran from his eyebrow to his nose.“Long time no see,” Aaron said to me and I snorted“Thought that scar would have gone by now”I was the one to have given him the scar. And, if I had the chance to do it, I would do it again.My hands clenched into fists as we walked towards each other and stood facing opposite each other. Aaron growled menacingly and then we bumped our fists before walking a bit away from each other.The referee blew his whistle and we rushed at each other. Aaron had outstretched his hand into a fist and he a
ClarissaDacre’s wolf had turned around in the nick of time as the other werewolf had jumped in the air to slash at Dacre and slice him in half.My breath had hitched and I had barely begun to show any signs of surprise or terror at the fact that Dacre was going to die.But somehow he had read that in my face and turned around to slash at the werewolf that had his fangs and claws bared at Dacre’s back.Somehow, he had evaded death and killed a second being in front of my eyes in the last 72 hours or so…was it even more? Honestly, I had lost track of time or his kill count.The werewolf lay limp this time on the ground as his body collapsed with a thud, the sound of his bones crunching echoing through the silent arena and his body creating a hole into the land.It was a grizzly sight to watch and the way the blood pooled around the werewolf told me that his healing abilities were for naught.No amount of healing abilities or potions could bring back the life that had seeped out of a li
DacreI ordered Clarissa to open her eyes and watched her curiously. I had all the time in the world to grab a towel or a nurse’s uniform but somehow Shadow did not let me do that.My wolf let out a growl after the battle had subsided. I had used that to make my wolf be at ease and let the passion die down but when I heard the way her heel tapped on the floor behind me, I knew it was her.Part of me had been relieved to find out that Silas was okay and out of harm but the other part was simply restless. I was not sure what was going on but I knew that nothing was going to go right with Aaron’s death.I somehow dreaded the conversation with dad aka Alpha Thadduess and what new trade I would have to do in exchange for this crime.Somehow these days whatever I did, I ended up in a mess. My brain wanted to pin all the blame on the stupid girl who had bumped into me at the pub and was now tailing me but my dick went rigid upon hearing her approach me.The memory of my daydream of her givin
Clarissa Dacre had just pushed himself away from me when we suddenly heard a voice. I didn’t even need to look back to know who had walked towards us. It was Talia who was looking at me and Dacre with a raised eyebrow. Thankfully, the towel was still strung around Dacre’s waist or she would have imagined something else. Not that I had not imagined that myself… She cleared her throat and I sprang apart from him as if we had been indulged in something illicit. Truth be told we had just begun but the lines between decency and indecency blurred in my head whenever I was around Dacre. I pushed my hair behind my ears and Dacre turned around to find something to wear. He went inside a room and disappeared in it while I turned to look at my sister. “Oh my, my sister is falling for a bad boy…” Talia giggled and I rolled my eyes. “Your sister came here to tell him about what you had seen back at the pub, but it looks like he knows that already.” I tried to change the topic but she did n
DacreAs I walked out of the door and left on the way I bumped into Mrs. Bryant. The middle aged woman looked at me and immediately recognized me.“Oh, hi young man. How are you doing today?”She asked and inspected my face and grabbed my chin to turn it from side to side.“No major wounds or cuts, should I hope that you won the trial?”I felt nice and a smile automatically blossomed on my face, “Yes mam, I did”She patted my back, “that is good, I hope the council head is not too angry with you and your mistake has been forgiven.”Calling Miranda’s murder a ‘mistake’ was being generous but I guess the news of my victory in the trial by combat washed away all the blames and suspicion.I knew that Lucas Klout had not forgiven me but that was not what I was going to tell the woman. She looked at me lovingly and patted my head too and caressed my face.After long, it felt as if an elder had touched me with love and care, not with contempt or hatred.Was that how it felt to have a mother