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The deafening sound of pounding on the door echoed through the dimly lit room, shattering the silence of the night. My heart pounded in my chest, matching the rhythm of the harsh knocks. Fear chewed at me, threatening to consume me in its suffocating grip."Open this fucking door before I smash it into pieces! I know you're in there; I can sense your fear, little one, so open up!" The voice outside was loud and cold, sending shivers down my spine. I curled in the corner, clutching the worn-out teddy bear to my chest, trying to hide from the terror on the other side."No! Go away," I managed to whisper, my voice shaking with fear. Tears streamed down my cheeks like a waterfall , mingling with the sweat on my brow."I'm going to count to three, if you don't open up, I am going to break it open," the voice threatened, the agitation in its tone growing obvious."ONE..... TWO..." My breath jerked , and the room began to suffocate me, like the walls were closing in on me. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears.A sudden crash shook the room, the door shattered into pieces under the force of the intruders. The loud noise made me clench onto my dress tighter, trying to calm my still trembling body.The footsteps grew louder and closer, each thud like a deafening drum sound in my ears. I curled into an even tighter ball, seeking refuge under the bed, praying that I would become invisible to the menace that was now inside the room."Look what we have here, if it isn't little miss pup! Well, playtime is over, Doggo," he sneered, his voice dripping with hostility. He yanked a generous amount of my hair, causing me to release a deafening scream .****In my nightmare, I was trapped in an unending cycle of terror, reliving the terrible night that changed my life forever. The demon of a man who had taken everything from me, my parents, my home, my happiness, keeps haunting me in my sleep.My mind became a battlefield of emotions, an overwhelming storm of fear. I wanted revenge, but I also needed to be patient a bit. Every night, I fought my desire for vengeance.As I lay in my bed, drenched in sweat and tears, my heart still racing from the intensity of the nightmare, I knew that my journey for revenge was far from over. The journey will surely be scary and hard but I must be ready for it. I vowed to confront my past and the demons that haunted me. The nightmare served as a reminder of the injustice that had befallen me. And I am not going to rest until I have avenged my parents and shattered the chains that bound me to this agonising past of mine .I don’t care about the consequences. I shall wait for the right time, although the alpha promised to personally find my parents murderer or murders and bring them to justice himself, it doesn’t mean I will seat and wait for him. For all I Know the alpha might not take its as serious he should, even with the fact that my parents were his friends and most loyal pack members, but, they were also replaceable. It has been nine years and the alpha is still quiet about it. However, when the moment is right, I will make sure they pay for their sins, and I shall see to that."Aria, Aria, ARIA!!" Lacey's urgent voice took me out of my trance, snapping me back to the reality of the pack house chaos."Aria, can you please hurry up?" Lacey called out for what felt like the hundredth time. The alpha's son was returning, and we had to make the place spotless—'make it shine like the castle it is,' as Luna put it.Being an orphan here meant becoming an unspoken servant. No one called us that, but we felt it in every chore dumped on us. Without parents to defend us, we had no escape from this filthy place. But this was our life in the pack—a life I had grown used to.They called us "orphaned pups" as if we were the real threat. But it was their bias that turned us into outcasts. I often wondered why they expected us to be tamed when they treated us like monsters."Snap out of it, young one. We have a lot of work to do. Save those thoughts for later, because when the Luna wakes up and finds this place like this, she will rain hell on us all," Lacey advised, heading for the door. Lacey was the only one I felt comfortable around, even though we weren't close. She showed me kindness in this hostile and chaotic place."Oh my god, Lacey! I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming!!" I rushed to my little bathroom to wash up. I needed to escape the grim reality, if only for a moment.After a quick cleanup, I was ready for the day. I tied my waist length hair in a low bun and put on my apron as I stepped out of my room.The familiar scent of lavender and vanilla air freshener greeted me in the hallway. Elise must be up already. I followed the fragrance straight to the kitchen, where we had a mountain of chores ahead.As I began my tasks, a sudden pain stabbed my chest, but I shook it off, knowing I had to focus on the chores. Time dragged on, and my mind drifted. I sent death glares at the stubborn croissants through the oven's glass, stomping my foot on the wooden floor in frustration."Damn girl, please have some mercy on my ears and the old wooden floors, or should I get on my knees?" Lacey joked, dramatically placing a hand on her forehead. I couldn't help but chuckle at her playful behaviour."Ugh, that must've been disturbing to your ears, my apologies. I'm just a little tired, and it seems like these damn croissants want to take forever!" I unintentionally raised my voice with frustration. Chores always felt like an endless burden, and sometimes, my self-control flicker."Oh honey, it must be exhausting. Go take a break and rest; I'll finish up here. And when you come back, don't forget to have some breakfast before you head out, okay?" Lacey's warm smile was a balm to my crusty soul."Oh my, you are such a sweetheart, Lace! What would I do without you!" I squealed with joy. Lacey's caring nature was very rare in this harsh pack house."Uhm... you'd simply lose it?" She raised a brow playfully before pulling me into a hug and kissing my forehead as she always did. Her affectionate gestures never bothered me, they reminded me of my mother's warm embraces—a comforting memory in the chaos of my life. I wished I could stay in her arms forever sometimes, but the reality was harsher, and I forced a smile when she broke the hug."Okay, now out you go before I change my mind," Lacey teased, flashing me her million-dollar smile.I swiftly let go of her, uttering a "you're the best, Lace ace," before making my way to the stairs. The excitement still rumbling within me, and my eagerness blinded me as I practically ran towards the door.But then, in my haste, I crashed into a solid yet gentle figure. My heart skipped a beat as I looked up, meeting a pair of strange silver grey eyes. In that moment, time seemed to slow down a bit as I took a whiff of his intoxicating scent, smelt like musk with a hint of cinnamon. I felt like I was drowning in his mesmerising eyes while breathing into his scent.I lost my balance and began to fall, but his strong arms grabbed me just in time as I stumbled backward, and lost my balance on the staircase. I looked up at him, my heart still racing. "Thank you," I breathed, feeling a newfound sense of safety in his embrace.He smiled, his eyes not leaving mine, and a sense of familiarity washed over me. It was as if we had known each other for a lifetime, even though we had just met. "I've got you," he whispered, his deep voice echoing within me."I'm Jackson ," he introduced himself, breaking the silence with a warm smile."Aria," I replied, my voice soft as I spoke my name to him.I regained my composure, and a sense of peace washed over me. In that moment, I couldn't deny the magnetic pull towards him. I have seen and been in contact with many wolf but this one was different. and if it weren’t for my wolf I would have thought he was my mate.I trudged through the forest towards my secret garden, trying to clear my mind of the thoughts that plagued me. I desperately needed the comfort the garden provided.As I approached the familiar clearing, my mind couldn't help but drift to one individual who seemed to occupy every corner of my thoughts– the strange Jackson from the stairs. He seemed familiar but he looked nothing like anyone from this pack, he must be a guest maybe a friend of the alpha’s son. Just as I settled on the grass, trying to find some peace of mind, my mind drifted to Jackson once again. His warm smile, his gentle touch—it all reminded me of the little moment while ago. For some reason I can’t get him out of my mind which is weird if you ask me. A rustling nearby brought me back to reality, and Marcus appeared, with a knowing grin plastered on his face. "So, this is where you come to escape the world, huh?" he teased, plopping down beside me.I rolled my eyes. "Is it that obvious?"He chuckled. "Just a l
I slipped into a black dress that flowed gracefully around my form. As I fastened the intricate silver necklace my mother had given me before she passed away, I felt a renewed sense of purpose. She had been taken from me, and now it was my duty to seek justice for her, no matter the cost. My eyes fell on the old leather jacket hanging on the back of my bedroom door, a cherished memento of my father. It still carried his scent, a faint reminder of the warmth and protection he had always provided. Tonight, I needed that strength, that connection to him, as I delved into the unknown. The jacket, though slightly oversized, wrapped around me like a shield, and it I knew my father's spirit would be with me as I navigated the shadows of the past.Making my way downstairs, I found Marcus waiting for me at the entrance. He wore a crisp shirt and dark pants, his expression serious. Together, we stepped outside and joined the pack as they made their way to the bonfire site.The bonfire was a m
As the morning sun rose, casting a warm glow over my room, I awoke with an unsettling feeling that clung to me like a haunting presence. The events of the past played like a relentless loop in my mind, and the weight of grief and anger settled heavily upon my heart.Finishing my daily chores, I sought solace in the familiar routine of training. The rustling leaves and the gentle whispers of the wind should have brought me comfort, but today, they only heightened my unease. It was as if the forest itself sensed the wind turmoil within me.However, as I arrived at the training site, my heart sank at the sight of Simon.He was assigned as one of the instructors, and my instincts warned me to keep my guard up. The shewolf trainees looked uncomfortable, and I noticed his unsettling behavior, the way he found excuses to touch them while demonstrating archery techniques.Frustration and disgust filled me as I couldn't bear to watch him any longer. Deciding that I had seen enough of this ugly
Aria’s POV The walk back to the omega’s cottage was surprisingly short. I took a deep breath as the door to the cottage came into view.Twisting the knob, surprisingly the door wasn’t locked. I pushed the door open, and its creaking sound pierced the silence. The dim candlelit room showed the omega seated in an old rocking chair, her eyes closed while her back was leaned into an old wooden rocking chair. As the smell of apricot and cinnamon invaded my senses. Something about it reminded me of my home before the pack-house.“I thought we were done talking?” she said.She must have thought I was Simon so I didn’t reply to her. Her eyes snapped open after a few seconds later.“Aria? Is that you?” she said, squinting her eyes as if she couldn’t see me. I froze for a second, and her recognition caught me by surprise. The last time she saw me was when I was a pup. The scent suppressant hadn’t worn off yet, and I didn’t think she would be able to recognize my scent even if it hadn't.“You m
Aria’s POV "After my parents' death, I became a lone wolf in a pack known for its large number of members. I'd walk around the woods aimlessly with nothing but resentment and a fueled fire of vengeance in my heart.However, I found interest in the weird-looking herbs and plants that surrounded my house, despite the fact that I moved to the pack house. I used to go back to my old home, but for some reason, I've never had the courage to go inside the house.With the help of my instincts and the little animals from the woods, I found myself creating cures and poisons.After a series of failed experiments and practices, I was able to come up with a lot of cures and a few poisons due to the lack of some elements. I've read through all the healers' scriptures I could find in the pack library, but none of them had any valuable information on poisons, just some erroneous healing procedures which I found useless, because there aren’t healers in the pack, only modern doctors. However, putting
Aria’s POV Torture isn’t as bad as people say it is. Torturing others is said to be a bad thing, but after seeing Bertha, I’ll have to disagree.Growing up, my mother told me stories of violence and how bad people always end up with an awful end. My parents taught me to always resolve issues in a calm and responsible way no matter the circumstance.However, they forgot to tell me how good and easy it was. Seeing Bertha in pain; all her screams and whimpers felt like a sweet melody that I wanted to last forever.Despite the fact that there is a chance of her being innocent in my parents' death, it didn’t stop how seeing her roll around in pain was pleasing.If it turns out she had a hand in their death, I shall come back to this little cottage and make her scream her lungs out until she doesn’t have to anymore. I promise to be her angel of death in a dark cloak.I shall be the end of Bertha.Before all that, I must get Simon and his friends. Every single one of them must pay - with bl
Xander’s pov I always felt a whirlwind of emotions when I thought about her. I desperately needed a break from the stack of files demanding my attention. The place felt suffocating.I'd been confined here for over two long days. I yearned for the soothing embrace of the woods—a sanctuary from loneliness.The border, a place I cherished, where something intriguing often occurred. As I ventured deeper into the woods, the robust scent of the oak trees intermingled with the unique aroma of Lucas's mysterious plants, creating a tranquil atmosphere.The towering oak trees had always fascinated me, but today, for some unknown reason, I felt an irresistible urge to climb one of these ancient giants.So I did.***"Patience is a virtue, young Xander," my father's words echoed in my mind as I perched on a sturdy branch. It was a quote he frequently used, yet I had never truly embraced the concept of patience. I was anything but patient, especially when it came to the things I desired.But seven
Aria’s pov I was on old creaking stairs when I woke up.My eyes fluttered open, and I was immediately assaulted by a searing pain in my head. It felt as if a hundred jackhammers were pounding in unison behind my eyes. I winced and tried to shield myself from the harsh morning light that streamed through a gap in the heavy curtains. The room around me was unfamiliar, a dark-themed, masculine chamber with soft brown silk sheets.I tried remembering how I got here, but my memory was blank.The pain in my head was maybe messing with my memories.I tried again,The only thing I could remember were pieces of what happened. Simon, the patrol wolves, me fainting.And the alpha! I need to get out of here. Possibilities of Simon ratting me out made me panic.I jumped out of the silk sheets I was in. I need to find Simon and get the hell out of here.I cursed myself for acting on instinct. I should’ve strategized.I can’t stay here.I was met with a strange hallway when I opened the door. There