Damon fetched Harper the next morning from her room. The door was ajar so he invited himself in. She was caught by surprise by his sudden entry. “King Damon! Were you standing there long?” – Harper askedDamon cleared his throat. What was he thinking? Of course he should’ve knocked.“I just came in… Sorry, I should’ve knocked.”Harper frowned. Was he okay? Why wasn’t he thinking straight?“Well… maybe next time.” – Harper said and grinned. Good thing was that when he entered, she was already done changing clothes. What he witnessed was the safe scene of her combing her hair in front of the mirror. “Is there something you need, my king?” She couldn’t get why he’s here in her room this early. “None. Why?”Harper bit her lips. There was really something unusual about him today. For a moment, she worried he might’ve heard the conversation she had with Laura in the cabin. But that’s impossible.Right?She cleared her throat and just to be sure, she got up and went to her closet. She
Damon has something else in mind. It was a surprise.“Do you know somewhere here?” – A smirk crossed his lips. Exactly.Damon cocked his head to the side, signaling Harper to follow him. Hesitantly, she did. Thankfully, they didn’t tread through the cornfield. There was a clear path nearby, surrounded with fruitless apple trees. Perhaps it wasn’t its harvest season.Good thing was that it was a cloudy day. The sun’s nowhere to be found as it was hidden behind thick clouds. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you exactly where we’re going. It’s some kind of a secret. This place is something only me and my dad know. Even the pack doesn’t know this place. I intend to keep it that way.”Harper raised her brows. Wow. It was the first time he mentioned something about his father. She heard about him, though. Beta Simon. It was written in history books, but not in the correct manner she knows now. Perhaps because the historian’s Alpha Draco’s scribe, evidencing his manifest partiality. It’s kind of s
“What do you mean you were there?”Damon flinched, sensing the unbelief in Harper’s voice. It was the dire consequence of being written with malice. The historians sided with the Blacks and of course, that would give them more power to write what they want. To record history with an inclination towards them.“I know it sounds crazy. The books say otherwise, don’t they?”Harper didn’t respond. She didn’t need to. The doubt and uncertainty painted her face with a frown. “I can’t blame you if you have doubts about what I just narrated, But believe me. I was there. I was only a little tot but I was there… and I remember it all like the back of my hand. “Harper knew he deserved the benefit of the doubt. She won’t be too quick to judge. To give that privilege doesn’t amount to fully believing anyway. She can still be careful.“Actually, what you just said made sense. That’s why the whites have such irreconcilable bond with the other pack. I get it. Is that why you brought me here for? To
Harper woke up with no clue of what just happened. When her eyes snapped open, Damon was seated on a small chair right on front of her. The bottle of potion was sealed again, placed on the side of the chair. Its cords were back with the cork and Damon was looking at her intently. She sat up with her head ringing. What happened?In silence, she recalled everything that happened since she and Damon got off the bus. They entered a mysterious and strange place which was inside a huge tree, he told her something different about their clan’s history, they walked further, the trees were all red and dancing with the wind, another door with a bed, blue potion. And then she woke up.She looked down at her skirt and noted that it was back on its proper position. “I was so worried. Do you feel okay now?” – Damon stood up and neared the bed“What happened?”“You passed out. I apologize for that. I’m sure it wasn’t serious. I know how safe the potion is for the baby.”Harper closed her eyes for a
Brayden was enjoying their little game. He brought three of his men with him. Thing is, someone from their pack who works at the city saw the two get on a bus. She quickly notified him and he didn’t waste any more second to grab the chance of attacking them. It was a great opportunity because Damon was alone with his prize.He brought the gun. In case a human will see them and transforming into a wolf in the middle of the day seemed like a scandalous idea. With the three men, they rode the same bus and threatened the driver to drop them at the same place where the lady on the picture they showed did. Luckily for him, the driver had a sharp memory and remembered.And they were right. This is so much fun than raiding an entire camp. “Who is it?! Don’t be a coward and show yourself!” – Damon shoutedBrayden laughed. His rival’s eyes were scanning everywhere. They were hiding on the cornfield. Uncomfortable and itchy, but convenient for camouflage. “Fire another one. But this time, on
Damon said to himself that this is the fight of his life. He knew he needed to prove himself to both Brayden and Harper this time, once and for all. It is not only because of this has been the third time he needed to do it. It is also not for plain flattery from winning that pushed him to do it. It was more than that. “Less talk now. Let’s get this over with.” – Damon growled and advanced. He took and grabbed his chance as soon as he was only a foot away from Brayden. The latter stood in two rear feet to intimidate him as he opened his mouth. This didn’t threaten Damon at all. In juxtapose, it even incites him more. Damon, being the larger one, towered in front of Brayden and scratched him across the face. The latter was quick to move, the attack missed his eye. However, he obtained a scratch at the middle of his forehead and it stung. This angered the black wolf and he aimed for retaliation. Despite his much smaller size, he lurched forward and didn’t mind his disadvantage. He e
“Alora?”Harper spoke her name with all the disgust, rage and bitterness she can muster. How dare her still look at her straight in the eyes as if she hasn’t asked for her death twice now?Brayden’s attention was grabbed from Damon to the new man who joined their little assembly. The man had a striking resemblance to Alora. It was hard to miss. They have the same silver hair and hazel eyes. In the midst of noon, their eyes were lighter, as if transparent and only the pupils were visible. One look and none won’t suspect them to be twins. “ASHER DENMARK, BACK FROM THE DEAD!”It’s like for a moment, Brayden forgot that he’s in a middle of an important duel. Asher was an old friend of his. To add, he was also one of his trusted men.To his surprise, Asher didn’t welcome him with the same enthusiasm. He stepped back, noticing the gun on Asher’s left hand. Following Brayden’s gaze, Asher kept the gun inside the small duffel bag he carries, turning on the safety switch. “What’s up? Aren’t
Brayden knew he screwed up. He almost forgotten how dangerous it is to trust someone like Asher. He’s one loyal friend, but gaining him as an enemy will be a disadvantage. He realized it now, with men in black pointing their rifles at him and his small group. “You’re a sick man, Asher.” – Brayden said in gritted teeth. He didn’t see this coming. He looked at Alora, Harper, Damon and the now-smirking Asher. Should he let them go? It’s like admitting his defeat. “One…”Asher started counting… which made Brayden nervous.Think, Brayden, think. Look at them. They’re the best of his men. They’re skilled and well-acquainted with guns. Then he observed his black wolves. They were very less and outnumbered. If these guns would blow up, they won’t be winning.Perhaps it’s okay to let them go now. They can always prepare to retaliate. Brayden cursed. He hated turning his back from Damon. He knew he was laughing at him at this exact moment. The smug on his face was a constant. “Two… I said