Have you ever wondered what it feels like to be buried alive? How terrifying and torturous it could be like. When all your lives and memories come flashing through your eyes and you realize soon enough it will all be over. When your mind starts to wander and you begin to think about all the things you will never get to do again.
You start to feel like you're slipping away, and you know that death is inevitable as the pain pierces deeper than you could bear, yet you can open your mouth to scream.This was the same nightmare I go through once every month, buried under the confinement and filled with wolfsbane potion mixed with silver. Being buried in this sizzling chemical as a werewolf was a horrifying experience that can induce a sense of dread in even the bravest souls.It was an ordeal that involved being trapped in a small, confined space with little to no room to move. The darkness and the silence can be suffocating, and the only thing that can be heard is the sound of one's own breathing.It was an ancient way to kill anyone who betrayed their pack, but the difference with mine was that they wouldn't allow me to die in it before pulling me out, bruised and badly wounded.As you try to move, you realize that your body is trapped by the weight of the consuming pain slicing through your skin, pressing down on your chest and making it hard to breathe, and you start to feel yourself suffocating because each breath under the fluid was another form of torture.It was another full moon, six months after the last one, and I was going to face that anguish again. A dreadful routine suggested by the heartless pack sorcerer, who claimed it was the only way to render me weak and prevent me from using my vampire powers to bring destruction to the pack.I sat on the cold, hard ground of my small bedroom, knees pulled up to my chest, as I listened to the cheering and happy chattering voices coming from the other side of the thin walls, along with the sounds of cutleries hitting against each other.They are all eating, and I had to wait till they were done so I could scavenge on the leftovers if there were any. I dared not show my face, and I've learned to make myself small and be as quiet as possible.Maybe if the Alpha doesn't notice me, he'll forget I'm here. But no matter how hard I try, it's like he always finds a reason to lash out at me. The Luna, his mate, wasn't different. All she does is find out any mistake I make and then report me to her mate so I will be beaten.Everyone loves seeing me in pain. In the royal packhouse, I do only the cleaning of the house before retiring into my room and waiting for any additional work that the Alpha or Luna would assign to me. I wasn't allowed to go to the kitchen because they claimed I would poison them.My life was just a mess, with everyone treating me with malice and grudges, always reminding me that I wasn't one of them.My stomach grumbled in hunger as the aroma of food from the dining room beside my room wafted in through the window, something I knew was done intentionally. This room beside the dining room was given to me as another form of torture, allowing me to wallow in the appetizing aroma of those dishes, of which I would barely have more than three mouthfuls.Another hiss escaped my lips as I clutched myself together, reminiscing on the horrible experience I would go through this night. When will it end?"What kind of life is this?" My wolf sulked, and I sighed, not knowing how to respond."When are we meeting our mate?" She threw another question at me as if I knew the answer, even though she knew I was as miserable as she was."We are 19 and our scent is clear. When he comes nearby, he will find us. We will also get his alluring scent, and you know what that means?" I smiled, wallowing in those same fantasies that had only haunted me.For a year, since I turned 18, I had been daydreaming about the day we would meet our mate and how I would get struck by his manly pheromones, which would capture every part of my being and pull us towards each other. How he would hold my hands, stare into my eyes passionately, and tell me my suffering is over.It is forbidden to stop mates from being together, so that simply means my mate would take me away from this shithole. He would be my savior and the man to bring light into my dark life. Anytime I think of this, I feel hope. I feel more reason to stay alive and bear all the sufferings. Soon, it will all be over."I hope so..." My wolf sighed, howling as she huddled in a corner in hunger while we waited for the alpha and Luna to be done. It takes hours for them to finish eating as they chat, kiss, and do a lot of other things there just to make sure I almost died of starvation.I glanced at my room and hissed at the dungeon I was living as my apartment.The room was small and cramped, barely large enough to fit a twin-sized bed, a small dresser, and a rickety nightstand. The walls are peeling and discolored, and the carpet are all torn off. There's a small window on the far wall, covered with a thin curtain that doesn't block out much light or sound.The bed is the only piece of furniture in the room that looks halfway decent. It's a simple metal frame with a worn but relatively clean mattress and a couple of threadbare blankets. There are no pillows, just a small, lumpy cushion that does little to soften the hard surface of the bed.The mirror was hung on the wall to give me the chance to always see my miserable reflection every day and how I was getting worn out and becoming a physical version of a mad woman by the day.I was once a beautiful girl envied by my friends and admired by a lot of guys in and out of school, but now as I sat alone, staring at my reflection in the mirror, it was hard to recognize myself.I used to be the center of attraction with my long golden hair, sparkling blue eyes, and radiant smile. But now, my hair was disheveled, dull, and lifeless, my eyes sunken and tired, with the lens struggling to cover the left eye that had strangely turned red after my 18th birthday. My face, which had always been graced with a pretty and contagious smile, had been replaced by a permanent frown.As I looked helplessly at myself, I could see the deep lines etched into my face, the dark circles under my eyes, and the dullness in my skin. I couldn't help but feel that same usual twinge of sadness upon remembering how I used to look.I drifted my eyes away from the mirror and stood up from the bed, almost losing my stance as my legs wobbled. I had to support myself with the nightstand, and if I hadn't taken my hands away quickly, I would have collapsed with it.The nightstand is little more than a pile of mismatched planks held together with a few rusty nails. It wobbles unsteadily whenever I touch it, and I worry that it might collapse at any moment.My room was just a dreary place where no one would want to stay. More like a dungeon.Just then, I began to hear quick footsteps stomping in my direction. I first caught a glimpse of the clock and saw it was still past 6:pm. My brain ran a thousand miles, racking to find out if there was anything wrong I had done or what I should do that I hadn't done, but I couldn't think of anything.The angry stompy steps were usual for Laura, the pack's Luna, anytime she was about to yell and lash at me for something I did wrong.Just as expected, my door burst open, and she stepped in with that malice brimming in her eyes.She stood tall and elegant, smelling so nice and alluring. She was dressed in a gown of deep crimson, the rich fabric flowing elegantly around her as she moved, highlighting her slender figure and emphasizing on her curves.Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her back in golden waves, portraying her as a woman of perfect beauty with a hint of being the woman of every man's dream, but she was far opposite from that.Her wickedness and selfishness lie in her heart, hidden under her fake and wry smiles, and I was just her victim."Good evening, maam," I bowed in greetings, and she quickly covered her nose, twitching her face as she sneered at me and the room, which no matter how much I cleaned it would always look like a dungeon because everything was worn-out and crying for a change."You must be waiting for me and my husband to finish eating so you can go lick up our leftovers." She sniggered. "To save you the stress, we finished everything, so stop having hopes, little girl." she scowled and my heart sank into my stomach, tears prickling my eyes while I fought to push them back. She laughed scornfully and drew closer to me. I felt her mouth close to my ears as her hot breath fanned my neck, making me really irritated."I wasn't the one who made that horny whore mother of yours to open legs for vampires, So stop crying for me.." She whispered and burst into another derisive laughter, flipping her hair as she moved away from me.it was as if my heart was sliced with a thousand knives. Her words really hurt th
I was dressed up in my black hood, which I wore over my favorite round neckline gown that stopped right above my knees. It was my only gown without any torn parts but was quite oversized around the chest region, so the long jacket will do well to cover that. I had no good clothes anymore, as they had been either burned or thrown away by the Luna.According to her, I was a slave so I should look like one-tattered and haggard. All the clothes I brought from my parent's house were all gone and replaced by different kinds of old and badly sewn clothes that she brought for me. As I stood in front of the mirror, I felt frustrated, and a wave of defeat rushed through me like a wave. Anger pumped in my heart, and my legs both became weak and jelly. My reflection was far from a pleasant sight, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say I was an eyesore. My skin hadn't been taken care of, so they almost looked pale and dead. The bones around my shoulders and jaw were all poking out of my tiny s
"Sienna, we are out! We are outside, away from that shit hole!" I screamed inwardly to my wolf, running as fast as my legs could carry me, tears of joy splattering over my face as I laughed cheerfully with my wolf, who seemed to be even happier than I was as it leaped and backflipped inside me with howls that had so much joy. "Yes!!! Yes!!! Baby! We did it! Just run faster to the village square, over to the forest, woods, rivers, and garden. We have a limited time, but we will enjoy it to the fullest!" She chirped, laughing for the first time, and I was amazed at how sweet I felt seeing her in such joy.Since she appeared inside me as my mate, life has never been pleasant for us. You know, the day I turned into a vampire was the day she was assigned to me as my wolf. It was a nightmare to her too, as she huddled in the corner, helplessly, watching me become something else instead of taking her form. She knew we were doomed for having the vampire gene, and I was really surprised she d
"You are not going to say anything?" He arched his brow, and as those words rolled out of his mouth like musical notes, his voice was deep and smooth, so smooth that you would feel like he were speaking into your soul.I gasped and smiled brightly, but he didn't even return the smile and instead let out a deep frown."What do you want me to say, handsome man?" I cooed, feeling the rush up my cheeks. I am sure they are like tomatoes right now."What are you doing here? Leave. I want to stay alone." He rasped, but I stepped closer to him, my eyes never leaving him. I really enjoyed how those eyeballs flinched and flickered from side to side as if there were lights in them."Isn't it surprising that you didn't know who I am? Every member of this pack knows me." I smirked and saw his brows furrow together as he cleared his throat and gave me a weird stare."Who says I don't know you? I just don't want to...."Shhhh," I placed my index finger on his lips, and he let out a growl, his frown d
"Huh? What is going on?" I mused, watching him take his eyes away from me. I was wondering if I was dreaming or having illusions, because this is far different from what vampires do to werewolves. Did he mean what he just said? That I should go away without any harm from a vicious vampire like him?Slowly, I stood up, staring intently at him in readiness to dodge any of his sudden attacks that I still believed would come. Vampires are very cunning and ruthless, and werewolves are one of those that they enjoy bullying with their special abilities. Even when I began to walk away, he didn't come for me, and he didn't even turn to glance at me. I don't know why I felt some kind of guilt for treating him like a monster when he meant no harm.But those are my silly thoughts. Vampires are evil, and the best thing for me to do now is leave this place as fast as I can."There she is!!!" A sudden voice burst loudly from a corner of the bush before I could dash off, and I quickly swirled to the
I stood there for some minutes, pondering what just happened with my eyes fixed on the exact spot he left from. I could still feel and hear the thumping of my heart, still accelerating real quick, as the image of his face was all that filled my mind like a dark cloud before rainfall.This was the first time I met a vampire, and it was still so hard to accept that he was one of them. Why was he tender to me? Why didn't he harm me or even allow anyone to hurt me? The young man literally saved me from being raped by those disgusting perverts. How possible is it that a vampire, our biggest enemy and rival, was the one who rescued me from my own people who tried to harm me. This is really ridiculous and doesn't seem real. The sun had set, and night was fast approaching. I mean, it was already dark, and if I don't get home in less than a minute, it is very likely that my absence will be noticed because once nightfalls, the next thing is to take me to the dungeon, where I will stay and awa
I scrubbed my eyes, shaking my head and staring intently at the body being dragged with each arm by the two bodyguards. Thick red blood was smearing in a straight line as her body trudged along the floor over to the front of the cage, where I was.Her face was bloody, but I could clearly recognize her as Joy, the girl who just left here after bringing food for me.They dropped her motionless body on the floor and unlocked the key of the cage before flinging her inside before locking the gate back, leaving me with Joy, who seemed to have been tortured and wounded so severely. Every part of her body, from head to toe, was bleeding, and her breath was shallow, forced, and hitched at intervals.She was dying."Joy!!" I shrieked, taking her into my arms and trying to wake her up, but the young girl doesn't seem like one to survive it anymore. Her eyes were closed, and apart from her heart, which was thumping, no other part of her was in motion. They had beaten her cruelly and in the most h
"Where had you been, buddy?!" My best friend Jake's voice slipped into my lost world, startling me back to reality."Huh?" I swiveled my head around to face him, blinking as his tall and muscular body, like mine, walked closer to me, his dirty brown tousled hair bouncing at each step as his hazel eyes filled with confusion peered into mine. He was my only friend since childhood; we met in kindergarten, and he was closest to me. The guy to be my right-hand man when I sit on that throne in replacement of my father. His parents were warriors until they died four years ago. Since he was my only friend, my parents took him in to stay in the royal castle.I knew I was in for questions after keeping him worried by staying so long in the enemy's land.The moment I walked through the gate into this place, I knew everyone must have been really troubled about where I had been. The bodyguards were scanning me with their eyes, but none had the courage to ask me anything, and that fear that brings