The silence that followed was so loud and tense that you could hear a pin drop.“Very soon you’d begin to realize the weight of your actions and why the reasons for horrible patricides are not far-fetched. I am threatening that I would kill you when I'm out of here, I'm promising you that. Who knows, I might be dead before then but if I were to advise you to pray on anything, it would be praying that I die here and not end up escaping because you will beg for death and I won't give it to you.”"Guess who's begging for death at the moment." Adnan's sarcastic remark was followed by a loud laughter that echoed throughout the room but the laughter soon died, his features going back to seriousness. He scoffed, his face contorted in pure and unadulterated jest. “So what, am I supposed to be scared or something?” He asked, a derisive smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “You should be because when all this finally comes to an end, you might be in the wake of a nightmare you will never
Penelope sat on her bed, hugging a pillow tightly to her chest. She wore a simple nightgown, her long dark hair unkempt and cascading around her shoulders. Her eyes were red and swollen from hours of crying, and she had been unable to eat or sleep since Alpha Uther's ultimatum.The door to her room creaked open, and her mother, Yvonne, stepped inside. She was dressed in a plain blue dress, her hair tied back in a bun. Her face was drawn and tired, lines etched around her eyes and mouth from worry.Almost nothing in the entire Pack looked cheerful, almost everyone had a scowl or forlorn look, not even the Alpha who was nearly going crazy with the date of his daughter’s betrothal gradually drawing close.Penelope raised her head when she heard the sound of the door opening but sensing it was her mother, she quickly looked down again, not wanting to see her. She knew what she was here for, to preach and ask her to do what her father wanted. Which was something she would fight, even if it
Alpha Uther sat in his large, leather chair, looking weary from the long day he had had. The sun had long since set, leaving his office bathed in the dim light of the moon. The air was thick with the scent of smoke from the fire he had built in the fireplace earlier in the evening. He ran his hand through his grey hair, trying to stay focused on the papers in front of him. The first document he picked up was a request for the purchase of new weaponry. The current stock was running low, and with the tensions rising in the neighboring territories, it was important to ensure the safety of his pack. He signed it without much thought, knowing that it was a necessary expense. The next document was a request from the neighboring pack to form an alliance. It was a delicate matter, and Alpha Uther needed to think it over carefully. He made a note to discuss it with his council at the next meeting. The third document was a report from one of the pack's scouts. It detailed the movements of a
Alpha Liam sat on the cold, damp floor of his dungeon, the chains that bound him clinking and jangling as he shifted his weight. He had been trying to break free from them for what felt like hours, but no matter how much he pulled and tugged, they wouldn't budge. He had managed to loosen the part of the chain that had been softened by the hot rod, but it still refused to come out of the shackle. He groaned in frustration, the sound echoing off the stone walls around him. The night was dark and quiet, and Liam was alone with his thoughts. He wondered how long he had been down there, how long it had been since he had seen the light of day. His stomach growled a reminder that he hadn't eaten in what felt like days. He tried again to pull the chain free, his muscles straining with the effort. But it was no use. He was trapped. Liam slumped back against the wall, his head falling forward in defeat. He closed his eyes, trying to push away the despair that threatened to overwhelm him. Bu
The dark, damp corridors of the dungeon echoed with the sound of Adnan's heavy footsteps, as the Lord of the realm made his way towards his son's cell. The flickering torches on the walls cast eerie shadows that seemed to dance in the dim light. Alpha Adnan's heart was heavy with worry and guilt. He had been cruel to his son, but he hoped it was for the greater good. And just like he dreamt it, things had been getting better lately, considering the fact that Liam was slowly forgetting Alpha Uther's daughter. As he reached the cell, he paused for a moment to gather his thoughts. The sound of chains rattling in the distance made him wince. He had put his own son in these chains, and it pained him to see him suffer. His days in the dungeon were slowly dragging to an end, he just hoped that things wouldn't get out of hand before then. The iron door creaked open as he stepped inside the cell. He looked at his son, who was lying on the floor and felt a pang of sadness. His once stron
"You underestimated me, father," Liam said, his voice cold and hard. "You thought you could control me, but you are wrong. This is the end of the road for you."He was interrupted when he heard a yell coming from the passageway. His father had mind-linked the guards and they were on their way.Liam's heart was pounding in his chest as he ran towards the door and slipped through, running the opposite way. "Get him!" His father yelled. "Don't let him escape!"He could hear the guards' footsteps pounding behind him, their angry shouts filling the air. He knew that if they caught him, he would never be able to escape.But to his chagrin, he had been surrounded. With a burst of speed, Liam dodged to the left as one of the guards swung his sword at him. The blade missed him by inches, but Liam could feel the rush of air as it passed by. He gasped, his breath hitching in his voice. Liam vaulted over a nearby bench, using it as leverage to push himself even further. The guards were closing
PENELOPE "Have you seen anything yet?" Penelope asked of her mother who squinted as she tried to see through the storm."Nothing yet, everywhere is clear." Her mother responded, rather terselyPenelope sat alone in her bed, the silence heavy around her. Her hands were folded neatly in her lap as she stared at the wall, lost in thought. The only movement came from her mother, who sat by the window staring into the distance, lost in her own thoughts.Penelope knew what was coming. Her father had hired a midwife, a woman who specialized in terminating pregnancies. Her father had decided that the only way to avoid scandal was to get rid of the problem before it grew any bigger.Penelope shuddered at the thought of going under the midwife's knife. She thought to herself, "I'd rather be chased by a pack of wild wolves than have a woman fiddle with my insides."As she sat there, lost in her own thoughts, Penelope heard a noise outside. She looked up to see her mother straighten up and walk
"Welcome once again," Yvonne said, greeting the woman as warmly as she could. "I'm Yvonne, Alpha Uther's Luna. and he asked me to help you with whatever you need."Mrs. Wilson nodded, her face stoic and unreadable. "Thank you, Yvonne. I appreciate your assistance. I'm Mrs. Wilson."Yvonne smiled, relieved that Mrs. Wilson seemed willing to work with her. "It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Wilson. Can I ask the maids to get you anything? Water, coffee, tea?"Mrs. Wilson shook her head. "No, thank you. I'm fine."Yvonne nodded, trying to keep the conversation going. "So, Mrs. Wilson, how long have you been a midwife? Is it your first time working with werewolves?"Mrs. Wilson sighed, clearly annoyed with the small talk. "I've been a midwife for over thirty years, and I've worked with all sorts of creatures. Including werewolves."Yvonne nodded, feeling slightly embarrassed by her own awkwardness. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. I'm just trying to get to know you better."Mrs. Wil