"Disobedience is the only path to liberty... Take Vengeance!" were father's last words to me. I was too young to understand what vengance was until I witnessed what seemed to be the deepest thorn in my flesh. My parents death! It was going to be a tough journey for me. With Alpha Blake's thirst for power and glory, nothing could stop him from getting the one thing he had always desired. Even with Sullivan in my way, I knew that there was nothing that would stop me from getting my revenge. Or was there? I promised not to let the love of the Devil's daughter get in my way, but even the strongest of men can be melt by what seemed to be true love. A choice that seemed impossible to make. It was going to be a rough and tough expendition. A journey of Love, Betrayal and Revenge and it all lay in my own hands. Will I triumph?
View MoreI felt pleased and I took a deep breath. Despite the fact that Blake had been under control for a long time, he remained the wicked Alpha I ever knew, asides Alpha Eugene who left his people in time of war. Jane screamed loudly. Her pitch was way too high that it frightened Sullivan. "It's now your time to die. Now, I will rule the pack. You're no Alpha, you're just a child, as helpless as your father" Sullivan grinned evily. Those words cut me so deep. "Helpless? My father? Helpless?" My eyes flared up. I must admit, I had a lot of anger issues, even my wolf told me. "He couldn't protect his wife, not even his dear son, now, they're six-feet below the ground, and what did you do? You ran away child, for seven years. "If you had been the Alpha you claim to be, where have you been all these years while Blake suffered the people. Huh?" Sullivan faced the crowd trying to convince them. At this point, I knew something was wrong. Sullivan was only intent on makin
Everyone paused in alarm. Sullivan was also shocked. His daughter was dead? Was this even his daughter? Doubt began to rise about their relationship. No father, no father at all would treat his daughter in this brutal manner. Yet, he just stood there besides Blake saying nothing. I shifted back, then I turned around to look at the Alpha as he sat down back on his seat undisturbed. I quickly ran over to Abigail. The bullet went through her chest. I bent my body over her and tried to wake her up. Her heart beat had stopped. She was not responding to any of my movements neither did she give me any hope. She had died. Abigail had died. It sounded funny to me, maybe because it wasn't even possible. At least to me. "Hey, get up, it's time to finish what we have started. Look! Victory is just a step away my love" I tapped on her face. Everyone, including the Alpha stared at me blantly, no one said a word. "Come on, you won't leave me Abigail, will you?" I began to sweat
I still didn't move an inch. I simply stood there and watched as he walked swiftly towards me. As soon as the room has enough light to see, I saw the beauty of the chamber. It looked more ancient than I could think of. It was nearly arranged and had beautiful but ancient artifacts that still maintained an enchanting feel. I looked round and kept admiring the chamber. It was worth staring at. Then, I saw a big framed work hanging on a wall above a long table that looked like a communion table. But it was covered with a big cloth, so, the content was not visible. On the table were smaller candles that brimmed brightly as Sullivan lit them up, so it gave the cloth right above it an epic voyage look. "Wondering what's behind that cloth huh? Sometimes, what we see isn't always what we expect" Sullivan said and walked towards the frame. He looked at me smiling and then grabbed hold of the cloth and pulled it down. "There, the true King of Leviathan Moon pack, your father!"
I growled in excruciating pain. I saw my life leaving me. "It's wolfsbane. Move back let me handle this." The lady ran towards me shoving Abigail aside. She brought out a lighter and in no time, she had lit up a wood she grabbed nearby, then she handed the lighter to Abigail carelessly. "Hold still." She spoke and then placed the fire directly to the injury. I immediately let out a loud yell. The pain would kill an ordinary person, maybe. Thanks to Tech. I shut my eyes when she had finished. The both of them just stared at me as I healed slowly. "Aren't you the Alpha's daughter? What are you doing here?" Abigail mustered up courage to ask. "Hi. I'm Jane. Yes. The Alpha's daughter. I felt that Nate here was in danger, so I had to come save him" "Felt? Nate? You know him?" Abigail turned to look at me. I was still exhausted, so my eyes were partly shut. Yet, I saw drops of tears flowing from Abigail's eyes. She had already understood what was going on, s
"Is this what I'm thinking?" I asked my wolf quietly. "Yes. She is the Alpha's daughter, and she is your mate. Facts that cannot be changed" he chuckled. I watched her as she walked up to her father. Her gown rubbed the ground with each step she made. Truthfully and frankly, she was beautiful. I could feel the bond getting stronger. I got lost in thought that I didn't realize when Blake spoke. "She is my daughter. The only child I have" he spoke. He then stood up from his chair and began to walk towards me gently but firmly. He was a huge man. In his mid 30's. He was muscular and had a fearful eyes. His walking steps were slow and steady, making one feel chills run down he spine. One could never know his next move. I was still chained up and could barely move. I knew within me that this wouldn't be much of a struggle to break free, but I flowed. When he finally got to my position, he leaned his head on my shoulder, his thick beared resting on my torso
The ride back to the Ardent Lion's pack, my old pack was quite a short one. In no time, we arrived the big city filled with thousands of persons, or a million. I stared at the watchtower as soon as they passed the suburbs and fabourgs right on the outside of the wall. A fierce man stared back at me, watching my every move. I wasn't not scared a bit. I was infact agitated. We came walking past these big mansions and then smaller ones. Virtually everyone had a something to sell in his house. As we walked past the gently curving streets, supplimented by a network of hidden lanes and courtyards and then to the market place. Frankly, the city was indeed beautiful. Papa had never let me have access to the city or go anywhere near the pack house. We the slaves who worked in Blake's farm stayed outside the city in tents. That was where I was born. I could see many people being flogged and treated like dogs. They were either an Omega or a captive. It was just li
l held the girl's mouth firmly. But it was to no avail. They had barged in and saw the three of us standing upright in a corner of the small room. "Haha" they both laughed jointly. "Did you really think you would be able to hide from us? Eyy?" One of the guards mockingly said, mimicking Abigail's voice. They sure intended to instill fear into us. They both shifted quickly and began walking towards us with extensively wide shafts in their hands. I'm guessing they want to beat us? Ha, I scoffed! In a gainsay, I quickly looked at Abigail and began to shift too. I allowed my wolf take full control. He had surely been outraged to his highest peak and wanted nothing but to fight at this moment. "Tech's training is about to be put into an intensive use" my wolf said. What?? I shoved Abigail and the little girl to another dimension then my wolf growled loudly at the two other wolves. The two of them attacked instantaneously, leaping from initial point and headed straight for
I woke up feeling rather queer. My whole body ached and my bones pained like hell too. I wondered what had happened few hours ago. It was late in the night. "You're up." A lady's voice cleared my blur vision. The voice sounded farmiliar. So, I managed to pull myself up from the floor where I lay. I finally sat upright still moaning. It was as though I was injected with some kind of weakening dosage. Yes! That was it! My wolf nodded in agreement. Soon, I was able to recall all that had happened. I looked all the way up to the lady standing at a corner fixing some bullets into her gun. She looked so farmiliar. It was dark, I could not recognize her well. Her hair's wave, her lips, and she looked very much like a fighter. Aha, it was her. Abigail standing right I'm front of me. I couldn't believe how big she had grown. She looked very beautiful in her wavy hair that curled round on her shoulders. It was always something to stare at. "What did they do to Tech and Simeon? Tel
I completely closed the space between me and Tech as I ran swiftly towards him and uncle Simon. I touched my uncle's face trying wake him up, all just to comfort myself. But nothing worked. My uncle had died. Tears just rolled freely from my eyes. I didn't know Simon much, but what I do know is that seeing him remind me of papa. His bravery and all. Now, Simon was died. Was I cursed to suffer? I thought extremely when I saw teacher Tech's legs move a little. Tech's condition was no good. I knew I needed to do something quickly or else, it would mean loosing yet another person. I wouldn't let that happen. I took off my bag and began to search hastily if I could find anything that would be of help. Maybe the nectar that Tech taps from the tree. I scattered the whole bag, but nothing medicinal was in it. "Ugh…" Teacher Tech finally gained little consciousness. He was a strong werewolf. I knew he would survive. This I thought. "Sneak into… sneak into Blake's office. There's a
It was 10 pm. All I could hear was screams and wailings coming from the tents closer to ours. Was this it? Was this how that monster of an Alpha desired to be adulated? I looked up to my father who was not even for a moment ready to leave my mother’s hands while covering over my mouth with every muscle in his arm, wrapped around my shoulders. His eyes were literally bleeding, dropping like tears. Truth be heard, for a moment, I thought it was all fantasy. Could a werewolf also shed blood at some extremely distressing situations? “I’m going to count to three, we slowly walk out. We do not for a moment attract any noise. Here, put these on.” My father said as soon as he had detached himself from mother and I. He handed me a very soft foam slipper which he often used to sneak up at his prey when hunting. The animals had good hearing sense and often gets scared away. I took the soft foam slipper, slid the right leg on, and slid the left leg on as well as quietly as I could.
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