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The Making of a King 8
I get back to my father's office as quickly as I can while remaining calm. The pain in my chest feels like it is building, but I can't respond to it.I sit down in the corner Father has designated as mine and close my eyes. Karina's face immediately appears behind my eyelids. Her happy smile and sparkling hazel eyes tease me as the pain in my chest pulses with life. Suddenly the cord pulling me to her snaps and I grab my chest in a panic before I realize she must have accepted my rejection. Sorrow instantly fills the hole of my broken bond and for the first time in a long time tears well up in my eyes due to the unfairness of my life. For ten minutes I allow myself to grieve what could have been if my father was a decent man and Alpha before I clean my face and become stoic. Hours tick by but I don't move. I have been trained to remain still and quiet. When the door does finally open I know it is time to leave my home pack for the first time ever. Two of my father's men have come i
The Making of a King 9
I grind my teeth together as my kneecaps separate and move against my skin. I take deep breathes and try to count backward from one hundred, but I know before my transition is over I will be screaming. I have never felt this level of pain before. My entire body is on fire and my tendons are ripping from the bone. I finally scream out as my back arches and my skull feels like it is being pulled apart. One second I feel like I am about to die and the next my body goes numb. The pain evaporates and I find myself panting on the floor coated in dark fur. Feelings of accomplishment and sadness mix together in my mind as I examine my slender legs and large paws. I have always been curious about what life would be like stuck in an animal's head. Unknown- Hello The rich voice of my wolf vibrates in the hollowness of my brain and my attention quickly shifts from my new body to the personality that came with it. Atticus- Hello. I stay quiet as I begin to process that my mind an
The Making of a King 10
Never have I felt so out of place. The constant laughter and smiles between the young Alphas make me feel uneasy and awkward. They joke and tell stories about their home packs every other minute. I don't have anything to add to anyone's conversation so I have just been silent for two days. The retired Alphas keep eyeballing me, but I have begun to ignore their stares. I grab the 110lb dumbbells and lean back on the slight incline. I have been working out on the exercise equipment while the young Alphas take their simple leadership courses. I wish I could partake, but unfortunately, I am only here to be a part of the physical training. I grunt as I hit my fifteenth rep. I have never lifted weights or exercised like this before. I didn't even realize there was more to physical training than fighting on the mat. I have already begun to gain muscle mass and now that I have a wolf I will become slightly larger. Unknown- They should be out soon. Don't wear yourself out. Atticus- I won'
The Making of a King 11
I swallow down the bile rising in my throat as the train approaches the station where I am supposed to get off. I wish I could run away, but Adeline has been without me long enough. As the train begins to slow I stand up. The bulk and knowledge I accumulated while at Alpha training is impressive, but I still feel like the old Atticus as I approach my prison. I feel scared and weak. I fear my return home won't be anything but an interrogation and possibly pain. Father might even consider my new physique to be threatening. I grab my bag and move to the door. Unknown- Think of something else. Maybe Karina is still here... Maybe you can give me a name. I roll my eyes at my wolf's request. He has been mentioning the fact he doesn't have a name for two months and I still don't have any idea what to call him. I step out onto the platform and the door slides close behind me almost instantly. I am relieved to see no one waiting for me this time and begin to head in the direction of
The Making of a King 12
Rated R Trigger warning."Strap him to the wall and let's begin. I have places to be," Father grunts as he absently glances toward the females in cells just around the corner. Roger and a new lackey who I don't recognize take my wrists. I turn willingly and allow them to bind my ankles and wrists to the stained wood my father has used to hurt me for years.Getting whipped hurts, but the strength behind the lashes from my father's men isn't that powerful. Most of them are omegas and workers from other packs. Pair their strength with the fact silver doesn't hurt me much anymore and I can get through being whipped pretty easily. It would be a different story if an Alpha took a whip to my back. Plus this is for Adeline.I wasn't lying when I told her I was happy she tried to escape this place. I would take endless punishment if she wants to continue to attempt freedom, but I can't guarantee my father would only punish me. He might kill her and I would lose what little soul I have left.
The Making of a King 13
KARINA POV 18! I am actually 18! The thought keeps circling my mind as I brush out my brown hair and pull on my workout clothes. Although I am excited about the fact today is my birthday I have no time to sit and ponder what being 18 truly means to me. I have to leave the house soon. Sparing is in twenty minutes and everyone over eight years old has to attend. Alpha Kincaid does not tolerate absences. Other than the thoughts running through my mind today is like every other. Mom and Dad are already hard at work in the fields trying to turn a crop with the other workers. I am supposed to get training done, help clean the clinic, and get home to prepare food. It's lonely sometimes at home, but I am used to them not being here. They work hard to help the others suffering here. We will be able to celebrate my birthday tonight when we are all home together. I hurry out the backdoor of our cabin with a forced smile on my face. The smile I wear whenever I am outside of my home. T
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KARINA POV I cry while blindly filling my backpack with clothes and essentials as fast as I can.I need to get out of here. I won't be like Sophia. I won't stay and hope for him to change his mind. I won't compete for the right to have what's mine. I will leave. I will be free of this place. I will go where all rejected wolves go. I will go to Outcast. I will no longer live in fear. My smiles will be real. I will be happy. This pack is doomed under the Kincaid reign. I wouldn't have been a strong enough Luna to fix the problems here anyway. In Outcast I won't have to fix anything. Life should be simple. The wood floors creak and I freeze so I can listen with all my might. I don't want my parents to know I'm leaving just in case they try to keep me from going. There is a law against anyone leaving. Alpha even made it to where the train doesn't stop inside our pack. I have to travel to a neighboring pack to be able to board. My parents might be too scared to let me leave because
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KARINA POV I can't help but pick at my cracked cuticles mindlessly as the support group talks to another rejected wolf who will be shifting with me. The other wolf is a male. An omega male who seems utterly distraught to be doing this without his mate. The support group already took the time to explain what would happen to me in twenty minutes and expressed how sorry they were that I wouldn't be experiencing this with my mate or family. I thanked them and told them I was ready for my first shift just so they would move on. Plus, the other wolf needs them more. I know the group means well, but their words of support and understanding weren't making me feel better. They were making me feel lonelier and more anxious. I look up at the dark sky and sigh. I can't help but wonder what Atticus is doing right now. Is he as nervous as I am? Is he explaining to his father he will be shifting tonight and that he rejected his weak mate who wouldn't have won the competition? Is he missi
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