All Chapters of Fajra Meets the Alpha: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

"Kill me, just fvcking kill me." My voice cracked. I lost my strength already."Not yet," he mercilessly said.The rushing sound of footsteps echoed through the forest. I closed my eyes tightly when I felt the strong wind that seemed to pass, and there was a faint whirlwind due to the strength of the footsteps."Right on time." And then I heard Meshka's voice.When I opened my eyes, I saw the Knight, who was half naked. My heart skipped a bit. He was standing a few meters away, behind Meshka.My lips parted, seeing him here in flesh. He looked fictional, or at least that's what's embedded in my mind. The last time I saw him, he had shifted into a wolf. I saw how the ritual happened and I could almost say that it traumatized me.Until now, I still couldn't say that this is not a dream. Now that he was here in front of me, it still seemed like a dream.I know that there's a crack between us already. But I never thought that after all that I witnessed and after all the truth that I got t

It's so ironic. On a cold winter night, my father saw Knight in the woods, here in the same place, and he saved him. That started the curse.The moment Knight left his pack, the curse materialized. My father was sent to prison. I had to find money. Peter found him and made him our target. I met him in a bar. Something happened. I fooled him. No, I fell in love with him.And I can't believe that it's all meant to happen. I feel like I'm being played with. It's not good to feel as if your life was a joke or something. It's like you're in a show and someone is controlling your life.Imagine how frustrating it is for Knight, especially. For sure an alpha man like him would be under someone's verdict and desire. For sure it was hard for him.What he said was true. If we kept on running away, it would never end. The same things will occur consistently. Bree died, and so did Ulva. How many lives must be lost before all is at peace? One's life in exchange for everyone's life? Am I thinking ab

We stopped in the middle of the forest. We stopped at a stone house, and it was alone in the deserted forest.I silently scanned the abandoned looking house. The floor creates noise due to its fragility. At the entrance, we were greeted by a wooden door. Knight opened it up and let me come inside before he came after me."Whose house is this?" I asked.Inside is the old equipment. Everything was there, the bed, the table, the scattered and dirty utensils in the kitchen. It appears to have been abandoned."We used to stay here when we were still young and wandering around the forest." he answered.I glanced at him. "We?"He nodded and avoided my gaze. I dropped my gaze to the floor because I got what he meant. He definitely misses his friends; not only is it obvious to him, but I know how fresh it is for him.I was only with them for a while, and just hearing their story made me sick. How much more for him? For someone like him, who had kept it all inside for so long, they are the ones

In life, you have different things you want to pursue, may be material things, events, a person, or anything. The world is made to be inconsistent, and so are we.It seems that whatever we desire, it will never end, it will never finish. We always have new wants, always have new desires. There will never be contentment.You always seem to be looking for something. You always seem to be missing something. And all this time, I always believed that we are like that because it's our norm. That we are made that way with our own differences.But now, I realized that maybe, that's why we can't be satisfied: we can't see the reason and purpose of these things.I lived in vain. My whole life seems to have been dedicated to enslaving the world.I fooled people because I wanted to help others. It doesn't make sense, doesn't it? I hated my father and ended up forgiving him. Still, it does not make sense.There will always be a twist and turn with everything; there's no consistency, because there'

--Someone's POV-"Get out of here, filthy old woman."The old woman stumbled in the middle of the street when the owner of the store pushed her. She even threw her bag that's with her. The old woman was speechless. She didn't even fight back or even speak."Grandma!"The old woman smiled when she heard the children approaching her. She was struggling, so these children helped her."You didn't have to push her!""Shhh, son, you don't need to bark at her." The old woman lectured the child.The child just pouted and went with the grandmother. They found their place next to an alley. They settled there."Have you eaten?" The old woman asked."Not yet.We didn't find a side line today, grandma. "The old woman smiled in a motherly way. She rummaged through her bag and brought out the few pieces of bread in there. The children celebrated and shared it in the dark night."It looks like it's going to rain, Grandma. There is no moon today. The stars are few as well. "The grandmother patted the