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
Harper didn’t want Damon to base his decisions on her comfortability so when he asked her if she’s fine with this, she only nodded. No one would get why it’s still affecting her anyway. No one really understands it when trust gets broken and all the effects that come after. She was still adjusting to the new place, the new people, the new issues and new experiences. “I have to go and rest, too. You can have a good talk with Asher now.”Damon understood and didn’t try to stop her. He felt stupid for not realizing it right away. He even took the woman under his wings and protection. Now, they’re both part of the white wolves. They’re family.Damon went back to sit next to Asher and asked him some information about his mission. He answered, but made sure that none of the confidential information was disclosed. Harper was indeed right. This man has a high sense of loyalty. Even now that he’s no longer under Brayden’s superiority, he still keeps his secrets. What he only got was the repe
To say that Brayden was throwing a fit when he went back to the black wolves’ pack was an understatement. Shahila witnessed it first-hand when he’s entered the gate with shouting. Because her bungalow was only close to the gate, she heard it all. There were too many but she heard the words, “incompetent”, “silly”, “traitor”, “revenge”, “Asher”.Asher.The name does ring a bell. She’s sure she heard it somewhere around in the camp. Shahila grabbed a wrap and got out to greet the pack’s alpha. When he passed her direction, he stopped.“What seems to be the problem?” – Shahila asked“You don’t know the half of it. I’ll tell you everything later.”“I’ll follow you.”And then Brayden marched towards the main hall. Like usual, there was unending music and feast in there and some of the royal members of the pack were enjoying the foods laid on the table. Brayden was famished and dug in to the plate of pumpkin pie on the center with his bare hands. Shahila grimaced. It didn’t look sanitary b
Harper knows how skillful and what kind of a person Asher becomes in battle. He wasn’t named as the Black Pride for nothing. It was because of his skills that he gained that. She’s sure Damon’s the best of the white wolves, but she has never placed that as a comparison. Not yet, anyway. “What are you both doing?”The two heard me and glanced. They haven’t commenced their “fight” yet. “Training?” – Asher said“I’m talking to the king, Asher.”Damon chuckled. He’s sensed her worry. He smelled it in the air. He excused himself from the crowd and grabbed Harper’s arm. Gently, he pulled her to the side where everyone couldn’t hear what they were talking about. He released her and she looked at him straight in the eyes.“Okay, what is it? What’s with the reaction?” – Damon asked“It’s… I’m worried about you.”The words came out automatically before she can think about it. It was an automatic response when honesty comes before logical thinking.To Damon, it was a sweet sound. It made him