Crossing one leg over the other, Luana stared right into the eyes of this heavily built long-haired, tanned skin and milky-eyed man. He had a well-cut beard and could be mistaken for a Wolf, with those eyes. His body had blisters and marks that showed he had been tortured enough but he just won't give in to what he knows about Shelbrooke and his plans. "It just pains me so much to know that the people who are helpless are more adamant than you can ever imagine." She was dressed in her war gear, Leather pants, suits, boot heels, and gloves, all in black. Her hair was worn up and she wore black lipsticks, and dark eyeliners and her eyes were blazing. "Tell me, Werecat. What is your name?"The man who was so soaked in sweat looked up with fear evident in his eyes. Luana use her power to create fear in his mind and she was doing a good job with it. Everywhere turned dark and the man, only in shorts looked around, frightened. His breaths were ragged and all he could hear was the echo of
Zeidan held Lyne's hand firmly as they entered through the huge iron gates that guarded the South Park palace of the Wolf Pack. He could sense her will to stay strong and confident. As they walked through, he could see the large garden where different kinds of flowers grew, in the middle was a small path where they can walk through. That path had already been covered by a red carpet and on the other end, it reached a land mass close to the palace but near a clear stream. On the land, it was evident that a wedding would soon commence. If it hadn't even commenced because guests had started arriving. Residents of South Park, Styx's subjects, and Lyne's siblings were all dressed beautifully as they sat down at the front. They were all expecting the bride to come outside and it reminded him of that night. The night when his journey with his other half began. She squeezed his hand lightly and he could tell the memory also crossed her mind. They both smiled at each other. "What do you thi
Chloe grabbed the last object belonging to her husband, the snow globe. It was a glass ball containing white flakes and a girl doll dressed in a tiny dress and sandals. It stood at the center of the globe, one arm raised and the second one wrapped around itself. It looked like it enjoyed the weather, despite the inappropriate dressing. She remembered his words the day he brought home the ornament."It depicts the fact that you can be anything, do anything regardless of the consequences because sometimes, we face consequences when we believe that there are indeed punishments for certain acts."She had placed a tray of tea on the table in front of him then, her face grim."If that was so, then there will be no more good people in the world.""Look at you." He laughed. "Thinking everyone in the world is good or that anyone is good. Everyone has a darker side. A mirror of themselves that they are always afraid to let out. Until they are pushed." She folded her palm around the snow globe,
"I've had enough of all your problems! Why can't you all be united as siblings for once? Even on a day when I'm supposed to be happy for my daughter, I get to act as a judge again." Styx kept ranting about how tired he is already of his children always at each other. "None of your children ever fights except when Lyne is around," Korba spoke up, her make-up and hair already rough and she had a blue dotted sheet wrapped around her body. "Lyne is cool, actually. I like her." Olivia's tiny voice filled the courtroom and everywhere turned silent. Lyne glanced at the wedding venue where the chairs have now been broken and scattered. The first time she would let her anger get the best of her. Or probably because her Wolf had anger issues. Her hair was still wet from the stream she had been thrown into during the tantrums and she had a white sheet around her shoulders too with Zeidan standing behind her."And when was Lyne going to tell us about her Wolf?" Reb asked and the room was fille
Stepping on the broken concrete blocks that lay on the floor and walking further into the dark opening in the temple, Chloe couldn't do anything but gape at everything she saw. A ten feet tall and five feet wide wooden structure that looked like a box stood alone in the middle of the huge room where she had seen the book. After reading the book, she had plenty of unasked questions and she tried to satisfy her curiosity. However, she needed to know more without Maya's knowledge.Chloe swallowed and inhaled shakily, her hand stood firm on her sword. Not like she wasn't expecting to see anyone in the temple, because it was clear to her that this was Maya's home. However, the emptiness of the place was disturbing. Was she supposed to leave her home? And to where? Much as she would like to know, Maya's whereabouts aren't as important as scanning the whole place. Until the day she came back after Zeidan's encounter with her, Chloe never would have thought that there was possibly a place exa
The morning sun was warm, especially as it beamed through the breakfast room through the slightly opened windows overlooking the park. At the table, only Styx sat there with a magazine in hand, focused on what was written in it. The rest of the family had started moving to the table, each of them mumbling a 'good morning, Dad'. George and Georgina sat side by side as usual, while Olivia was led by Reb to the other side of the table. Lyne and Zeidan took their seats at the farthest end of the table. Charles walked in majestically without a greeting and his presence made the atmosphere tense. "Where is Korba and Azrael?" Styx asked but Charles butted in."Aren't you ever tired of playing the Father role, even for a day?""Charles?" Lyne called, her brows furrowing. She always knew Charles to be a spoilt brat but when he became this worse was what she couldn't lay a finger on. "Yes? But I'm right. I mean, he kept you protected for the rest of your life while we were out there fighting
Zeidan pressed the doorbell twice and the door was opened by the white-haired wife of Dan, Marianne. She was wearing a purple simple long-sleeved cotton dress that reached her knee and had an apron around her waist. "Hi, Marianne.""Hello, Zeidan. Do come in, Dan has been expecting you. And Roderigo." She opened the door wider so he could enter and his nostrils were filled with grilled cheese, maple, bacon, and also french fries.He nodded and turned into the drawing room where Dan stood holding a glass of scotch and Roderigo was sitting across the room too. They seemed too deep in thought or analysis. After the revelation made by Styx about how Lyne's mother had died, she hadn't been herself. He left her in the suite while she was still asleep to come to Dan's so they can talk about what he heard. "Hello, Dan. Is there still room for a third?" He called and the two men chuckled, inviting him in."Sure, man." They exchanged handshakes before he sat on an empty chair as well."So, I
Lyne picked up a file she had gotten from the clerk downstairs. It had on it several names of clients that had come to buy artifacts from the company and she shook her head at how much people waste just to get a hold of something that doesn't belong to them. Zeidan had left her since morning and she couldn't blame him for going without her. She had been sulking alone, thinking of what she had heard about her mother. But could she just sit there and think all day of her mother who had died choosing the pack over her? When none of her family members refused to talk about her mother, she thought that maybe her mother was a bad person to them, and talking about her would only bring up traumatic memories, which explains why her siblings never liked her. Turns out her mother had been bad to only her. Her mother had rejected her even right after she was born. Picking up another sheet of paper, a file fell to the floor. It was a printed CCTV footage of a black cloak moving past the hallway