Did you guess it right?
You did. Of course, he didn’t tell me anything. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, the forest exploded in motion. Figures emerged from the shadows – wolves wearing strange masks that covered their faces. Had they been trailing us this entire time, waiting for the right moment? Craig pushed me behind him, and the members who look relaxed few minutes ago were all at alert. Even Ava who looked so sweet and innocent now wore a strange look that made her totally opposite of the way she was. The mask men were mostly in front, leaving the back open, but they were armed with weapons, each one held with deadly familiarity. They looked like they knew exactly what they were doing. I, on the other hand, had no idea how to fight, let alone use a weapon. My wolf wasn’t out yet. All my live I had been treated like a delicate princess, and even when I had begged my parents to let me learn few defense skills, they had claimed I wouldn’t need it as they would be there to protect – or my future mate would be. Here, in this forest filled with danger, that protection felt like a distant dream. I couldn’t even defend myself. The other women, though, seemed to know exactly what they were doing, and I clenched my fists, desperate not to feel useless. One of the mask men stepped forward, “You know - we don’t have to make this bloody if you just hand him over to us. We will leave you just alone. As you can see, you are outnumbered and can’t win over us.” Greg chuckled, a dark sound that sent a chill up my spine. There was nothing funny about the situation we were in, but his confidence was unnerving, but he stepped forward without a hint of hesitation. “How about you leave before we cut you down?” The leader exchanged looks with his men before they burst into mocking laughter. In an instant, their expressions hardened, and they wielded their weapon, ready to strike. I didn’t expect it but Craig made sure I was always behind him as he used his claw as his only weapon. I couldn’t see much of him as I was behind, but I saw the victims who fell down. I looked around to see Ava jumping as she held a small knife and attacked a man that looked twice her size. From the look of it, she didn’t seem bothered by the size as if she had fought numerous people of same size. She effortlessly moved around the guy slicing him bit by bit. The big guy was barely able to make a mark on her - she was so flexible. I wished I wasn’t at the point of death and could easily appreciate her skills, but I was also on the lookout for any intruder that wanted to pull me out of Craig’s back. I might not be a great fighter, but I won’t go down without a fight. Chaos erupted around us – screams, growls, bodies hitting the ground. The sound of struggle filled the air, and I couldn’t help but think these fallen men would likely become food for any predator that happened upon this scene. Though the fight stretched on, the leader of the masked men eventually called for retreat. Despite outnumbering us, their skills clearly fall short. “We’ll be back,” he spat, signaling his men to fall back. Greg charged after them, but Craig called him back. “Let them go.” Greg frowned, obviously displeased with that command, “But we can just finish them off at once now.” Craig glanced around at the injured members of his pack, “I know, but if we don’t tend to them, we could lose more.” Grey looked displeased at the thoughts of letting them go, but he had to obey his alpha. He turned back and stalked into the clearing. I watched him move away from others. My eyes slowly moved away from him towards other members of the pack, a few of them had sustained injury and those who hadn’t were trying to do whatever they could to help them. Now that the danger was gone, Craig was no longer protecting me. He crouched towards the level of one of his injured pack mate. After staring at the injury, he tore part of his cloth to dress it up. I stared at him in surprise. He hadn’t thought of it before rendering his help to his member. I swallowed. I also wanted to be of help. They had protected me when fighting. I also wanted to do something in return, but there was nothing I could do. Slowly, my eyes returned to Craig, especially his hand. Maybe. Just maybe, there was something I could do. Slowly, I moved beside him, crouching down next to the injured wolf who was biting his lip to hold back the pain. “I need to talk to you,” I said softly. For a moment, his hand paused on the injured wolf. “How about you see me later? I’m busy here trying to save a life.” I shook my head, “I know and that’s what I need to talk about.” He sighed, “And this thing can’t wait.” He sounded like a man used to dealing with petty issues like this. I looked around to see the others in pains, “It can’t.” “Fine.” He pulled himself to his full height while I mirrored his action. He patted the wolf shoulder in assurance and some we were standing in a distance away from them. “I want to help heal the injured.” I said, my voice steady. Even though, my heart beat wasn’t. He frowned, a flicker of confusion crossing his face, then realization dawn “Are you serious?” I nodded, “You protected m from those men. I want to do something I can in return and since I have the healing power… I think I can help.” He looked at me, as if trying to decide whether to argue, “You don’t have to do this.” “But I want to.”I insisted. He pinched the bridge of his nose, finally nodding. “Fine. If you’re sure start now – before someone bleeds out.” A thrill of determination surged through me as I crouched back down, extending my hands to the injured pack member Craig had been helping. I didn’t know exactly how my power worked, but I let my hand drift over his wound, hoping for something, anything. A warmth pulsed through my gingers, like energy seeping out of me and into him, and I watched I awe as his wounds slowly knitted back together until there was no sign of injury. I stared at his head, still finding it hard to believe I had such a rare power, but before I could bask in my victory, Craig had already pulled me over to the next injures member. Just like that, I handled every injured member while the rest stared at me in awe – everyone, that is, expect for the cold-eyed woman who shot me a frosty glare. I sent her a warm smile in return, only to be met with another icy stare. “That was amazing.” Ava nudged me on my shoulder with a smile on her face. Gone was the fierce look she had when fighting, and now she was back looking sweet and innocent. I shook my head, smiling back at her, “You were the amazing one. Who taught you to fight like that?” She stared at me like I had asked a strange question. “Craig. He said I needed it to protect myself and he’s right. The world is an unfair place to live in.” I knew that feeling, but my thoughts had moved towards something else, “It look like you guys were prepared for that attack. Do you have any idea who those people are?” She shrugged, “I have no idea, but they were probably sent to kill Craig by our uncle.”Craig’s P.O.VThe scent of hers filled my head, and I pulled her closer. Her lips full in mine and yet I couldn’t get enough. I placed my hand on her waist to hold her close to me, while the other rested at the small of her back. She moaned in my mouth, and the sound sent a thrill down my blood to my cock. I haven’t felt like this before. I feel like consuming her, but I didn’t want to rush her. I took it slow. I felt her hand in my hair, and I groan. My hand moved to her tight; I felt the mark she so wanted to know about. It felt warm under my palm, and it felt as if it was always meant to be part of her. My hand traced it, slowly. But then she pushed me away. She stepped back, taking in a deep breath. Her lower lip was swollen from the kiss, while her cheeks flushed red, probably from embarrassment. Somehow while we were kissing, she had dropped the knife. She picked it up, apologizing. I turned away from her, trying to relieve myself of the boner I have around her. How was I
Freda’s P.O.VThe air felt husky, and my throat was as dry as a dessert. I’ve never gone this far without water, so it was a very strange feeling. Yet, I widened my eyes, and I held my knife the way Craig had taught me, while my gaze slowly moved to those that had suddenly surrounded us. They were five this time, and I had a feeling it would be difficult for Craig to beat this group all alone. I might have only learnt about swinging my knife, but I would rather die than watch him fight alone. One of the wolf, who was slightly dressed up than the others, stood upright – the others maintained a fighting stance – and addressed us.His gaze moved slowly from Craig to me, but this time not in lust, but something like curiosity. His gaze stopped at Craig as he questioned, “Who are you?”Craig, ever the guarded guy, frowned at his question, “I could ask you the same.”The guy chuckled, “You’re on my territory. And no one passes through here without answering to me.”I looked around. There
This was the night; it was the night I had waited for all my life. I had counted the days and time until this particular moment. I stood before the mirror, smoothing out my long blue dress; it was my choice for my birthday and mating celebration. I had always thought of blue as colors that represent perfection; which meant tonight would be nothing but perfection. My eighteenth birthday, the night I’d finally find my mate, and begin my journey as a united pair. And probably start my role as the future Luna of our pack; the Sun Blood Pack. Adrian, the next alpha of our pack was rumored to be my match. Every female’s dream, but specifically mine because he was the one person I’ve been crushing on. As I gazed at my reflection, a shiver ran down my spine. This was it. The start of my new life.But as I turned to leave, a searing pain shot through my tight. I gasped, clutching at the spot. A bold, crimson mark had appeared on my tight. I parted the slit of my dress, and stare at the mark,
Freda’s P.O.V The cold floor bit into my skin as I woke up, the chill from the stone floor seeping into my bone – my wet cloth had dried, but the damp chill remained. My eyes fluttered open, the light barely cutting through the suffocation in the room. A small, grimy window was set high in the wall of the shed, offering no escape. I tried to move, but it was impossible, so I realized my hand and legs had been bound as if I was something dangerous and could escape anytime soon. Panic shoot through me as memory of the night crashed back – the mark, the adoption, Adrian’s rejection, and then… him. The stranger. My eyes darted to the only other source of light in the room – the door. As if on command, the door creaked open. I froze as the stranger stepped inside. He held a small torch cast flickering shadows on the wall, but it was his presence that made the air feel thick, like it was suffocating me. I instinctively took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. He moved toward
Freda’s P.O.V His words continued to ring in my ears – the Sliver Blood Pack was the most powerful pack to ever exist. In all my years back at home, learning to become a daughter worthy of my father’s position – I have never heard of this strange Pack. And I have heard or rather read almost everything; even though reading was forbidden to female. Sitting in a single position was starting to get to me, and the silence was starting to drive me mad. My captor sat in the corner, sharpening a tool. He wasn’t paying attention to me, but I knew he was at alert by everything and anything I do. I had always been active, and sitting here, especially when a whole lots of questions needed to be answered had never been my forte. The mark burning on my tight was a clear reminder that everything happening was real, and I still have no idea who I was. I glared at the long hair from behind, every nerve sparking with irritation “What do you want from me? Do you intend to keep me here forever?”
The silence in woods was broken only by the rustle of leaves and our steady breath. I stared at my hands, unable to believe what had just happened. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before. I didn’t have the power to heal. In fact, healers were rare these days, a gift every pack desperately wanted to claim. If my pack had known I was a healer, they wouldn’t have sent me away. My thought drifted to the numerous of things I could have done to help my pack if they hadn’t discarded me like some disease because of a strange mark. “I see you’re finally exhibiting some of their traits,” he said, snapping me out of my thoughts. My eyes snapped to the man before me. He flexed his fingers as if he hadn’t encountered any wound there, and I frowned at the confidence in his voice. I had no idea what was wrong with me, but he seemed to be aware of whatever this was. What does he mean by, ‘I see you’re finally exhibiting some of their traits’? Then by mind flashed back to the strange pa
The silence stretched on, each second feeling like an hour as the blonde guy’s gaze moved slowly, assessing me from head to toe. I had no idea what Craig meant by ‘She is the one with the mark’, but from the way the stranger was looking at me, it felt like something important – something that made me an object of scrutiny. I cast a questioning glance at Craig, but he was already moving ahead, his stride confident as he headed into the clearing. I followed, wary but determined, and the blonde guy fell in step behind me, like a shadow I couldn’t shake. My breath caught as I noticed the wolves – a mix of men and women – seated in trees and scattered across the grass, as if they belonged here, even in this desolate place. They looked so casually at home for someone who was in the middle of nowhere. But the moment they noticed Craig, they sprang to attention, some with surprise while others with excitement. Craig greeted them with a nod, his expression mirroring their enthusiasm. Yet wh
Freda’s P.O.VThe air felt husky, and my throat was as dry as a dessert. I’ve never gone this far without water, so it was a very strange feeling. Yet, I widened my eyes, and I held my knife the way Craig had taught me, while my gaze slowly moved to those that had suddenly surrounded us. They were five this time, and I had a feeling it would be difficult for Craig to beat this group all alone. I might have only learnt about swinging my knife, but I would rather die than watch him fight alone. One of the wolf, who was slightly dressed up than the others, stood upright – the others maintained a fighting stance – and addressed us.His gaze moved slowly from Craig to me, but this time not in lust, but something like curiosity. His gaze stopped at Craig as he questioned, “Who are you?”Craig, ever the guarded guy, frowned at his question, “I could ask you the same.”The guy chuckled, “You’re on my territory. And no one passes through here without answering to me.”I looked around. There
Craig’s P.O.VThe scent of hers filled my head, and I pulled her closer. Her lips full in mine and yet I couldn’t get enough. I placed my hand on her waist to hold her close to me, while the other rested at the small of her back. She moaned in my mouth, and the sound sent a thrill down my blood to my cock. I haven’t felt like this before. I feel like consuming her, but I didn’t want to rush her. I took it slow. I felt her hand in my hair, and I groan. My hand moved to her tight; I felt the mark she so wanted to know about. It felt warm under my palm, and it felt as if it was always meant to be part of her. My hand traced it, slowly. But then she pushed me away. She stepped back, taking in a deep breath. Her lower lip was swollen from the kiss, while her cheeks flushed red, probably from embarrassment. Somehow while we were kissing, she had dropped the knife. She picked it up, apologizing. I turned away from her, trying to relieve myself of the boner I have around her. How was I
Did you guess it right? You did. Of course, he didn’t tell me anything. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, the forest exploded in motion. Figures emerged from the shadows – wolves wearing strange masks that covered their faces. Had they been trailing us this entire time, waiting for the right moment? Craig pushed me behind him, and the members who look relaxed few minutes ago were all at alert. Even Ava who looked so sweet and innocent now wore a strange look that made her totally opposite of the way she was. The mask men were mostly in front, leaving the back open, but they were armed with weapons, each one held with deadly familiarity. They looked like they knew exactly what they were doing. I, on the other hand, had no idea how to fight, let alone use a weapon. My wolf wasn’t out yet. All my live I had been treated like a delicate princess, and even when I had begged my parents to let me learn few defense skills, they had claimed I wouldn’t need it as they would be there to
The silence stretched on, each second feeling like an hour as the blonde guy’s gaze moved slowly, assessing me from head to toe. I had no idea what Craig meant by ‘She is the one with the mark’, but from the way the stranger was looking at me, it felt like something important – something that made me an object of scrutiny. I cast a questioning glance at Craig, but he was already moving ahead, his stride confident as he headed into the clearing. I followed, wary but determined, and the blonde guy fell in step behind me, like a shadow I couldn’t shake. My breath caught as I noticed the wolves – a mix of men and women – seated in trees and scattered across the grass, as if they belonged here, even in this desolate place. They looked so casually at home for someone who was in the middle of nowhere. But the moment they noticed Craig, they sprang to attention, some with surprise while others with excitement. Craig greeted them with a nod, his expression mirroring their enthusiasm. Yet wh
The silence in woods was broken only by the rustle of leaves and our steady breath. I stared at my hands, unable to believe what had just happened. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before. I didn’t have the power to heal. In fact, healers were rare these days, a gift every pack desperately wanted to claim. If my pack had known I was a healer, they wouldn’t have sent me away. My thought drifted to the numerous of things I could have done to help my pack if they hadn’t discarded me like some disease because of a strange mark. “I see you’re finally exhibiting some of their traits,” he said, snapping me out of my thoughts. My eyes snapped to the man before me. He flexed his fingers as if he hadn’t encountered any wound there, and I frowned at the confidence in his voice. I had no idea what was wrong with me, but he seemed to be aware of whatever this was. What does he mean by, ‘I see you’re finally exhibiting some of their traits’? Then by mind flashed back to the strange pa
Freda’s P.O.V His words continued to ring in my ears – the Sliver Blood Pack was the most powerful pack to ever exist. In all my years back at home, learning to become a daughter worthy of my father’s position – I have never heard of this strange Pack. And I have heard or rather read almost everything; even though reading was forbidden to female. Sitting in a single position was starting to get to me, and the silence was starting to drive me mad. My captor sat in the corner, sharpening a tool. He wasn’t paying attention to me, but I knew he was at alert by everything and anything I do. I had always been active, and sitting here, especially when a whole lots of questions needed to be answered had never been my forte. The mark burning on my tight was a clear reminder that everything happening was real, and I still have no idea who I was. I glared at the long hair from behind, every nerve sparking with irritation “What do you want from me? Do you intend to keep me here forever?”
Freda’s P.O.V The cold floor bit into my skin as I woke up, the chill from the stone floor seeping into my bone – my wet cloth had dried, but the damp chill remained. My eyes fluttered open, the light barely cutting through the suffocation in the room. A small, grimy window was set high in the wall of the shed, offering no escape. I tried to move, but it was impossible, so I realized my hand and legs had been bound as if I was something dangerous and could escape anytime soon. Panic shoot through me as memory of the night crashed back – the mark, the adoption, Adrian’s rejection, and then… him. The stranger. My eyes darted to the only other source of light in the room – the door. As if on command, the door creaked open. I froze as the stranger stepped inside. He held a small torch cast flickering shadows on the wall, but it was his presence that made the air feel thick, like it was suffocating me. I instinctively took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. He moved toward
This was the night; it was the night I had waited for all my life. I had counted the days and time until this particular moment. I stood before the mirror, smoothing out my long blue dress; it was my choice for my birthday and mating celebration. I had always thought of blue as colors that represent perfection; which meant tonight would be nothing but perfection. My eighteenth birthday, the night I’d finally find my mate, and begin my journey as a united pair. And probably start my role as the future Luna of our pack; the Sun Blood Pack. Adrian, the next alpha of our pack was rumored to be my match. Every female’s dream, but specifically mine because he was the one person I’ve been crushing on. As I gazed at my reflection, a shiver ran down my spine. This was it. The start of my new life.But as I turned to leave, a searing pain shot through my tight. I gasped, clutching at the spot. A bold, crimson mark had appeared on my tight. I parted the slit of my dress, and stare at the mark,