All Chapters of The Black Wolf: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"AMELIA!!" my father bellowed. "If you don't get a fucking move on, I swear you are going to regret it!"  "I'm sorry! I'm coming now" I called, as I jumped up off my bed to rush down the stairs. I didn't want to provoke him again. I still carried the marks from the last time I ran late. I could still feel the sting of his hand on my skin as he slapped me and the throbbing, dull aching after he kicked me. My name is Amelia Baker, I'm turning 18 soon, but I'm trapped here, trapped in this place and unable to escape.  I almost collided with my mom, as I skidded to a halt at the base of the stairs. Her eyes were exhausted, red, and puffy. She's been crying again. My father would never lay a hand on her would never physically hurt her, but that didn't mean he wouldn't belittle her, scream at her, ma

The house became eerily quiet over the next few days. My mother was working non-stop at the clinic, all while organizing our way out of the pack, and trying to keep it secret from everyone around us. And my father had been constantly called away by the Alpha. From what I heard, there had been border breaches from the enemy packs, and it seemed they had been holding meetings and ordering more patrols of the borders. With the added patrols, I couldn’t rein in my worry that we wouldn’t be able to cross and run, without being noticed. Did mom have a plan for that too? She hadn’t told me anything, which I suppose is a good thing. That way no one would be able to overhear our plan and stop us. I don’t want to think of what would happen to us if we were caught. But would they lock us up? Would they torture us? Would they kill us?  It didn’t matter, we can’t sta

Oakwood Ridge glowed below us, sprawling from one end of the forest to the other. It beckoned us.We began our descent towards the lights, the sound, the people. I took it in, listening to the sounds of laughter, children playing. Deathfall was never like this. It was quiet, there were rules, curfews, punishments for not following the rules. It was dark there, it didn’t feel like home. It was never home, not to me.We walked in silence towards the packhouse, which was situated on the edge of the town. It faced a building that looked like a typical British boarding school and was separated by a large field and what kind of looked like a well-used training arena.As the packhouse rose up in front of us, I could see it more clearly. The sandstone brick walls were full of large windows and covered in beautiful pur

On Wednesday morning, my mother and I decided we should take the opportunity and go look around the town, get a few things and maybe meet a few people. My mother especially wanted to go look around the clinic, meet everyone there.So at around 10 am, we set out and began the trek through the town.It was as beautiful as I thought. The buildings were all made from the same sandstone as the packhouse, and most seemed to have this sort of organised chaos look to their gardens. Wisteria or ivy grew up the side of the buildings, giving them an overgrown look, blending them into the surrounding areas. The roads and pathways were clean and well kept, as were the little parks we strolled past. Everything was beautiful, like a town out of a book.Strolling down the path, towards the town centre, I couldn’t help but not

  I had awoken early, my dreams throwing me out of sleep. Why was I dreaming of the Alpha? Is it a side effect of drinking his blood and swearing myself to him? Confused, I threw my blankets back and stood up out of bed. I stepped towards the window, pulled the curtains back and opened the window, letting the cool morning air surround me. The early morning mist was sitting low in the air, the dew-wet grass shimmering in the light of the sunrise. The colours, pale and soothing. It had rained that night, leaving the damp earthy scent lingering in the air. Thick, dark clouds hovered in the distance, a promise of rain. I took in the air, waking myself up fully. Sifting through the view, I caught a glimpse of two figures out on the field, fighting. Focusing on them, I realised that it was Beta Matthias an