[Warning: Dubious consent]
The moment I woke up, I felt every part of my body being consumed by fire and pain. I moaned in pain and curled up further to relieve myself from the immense pain. Why did I feel like this? The pain shouldn’t have been so bad. I never felt like this before. The sun was not high enough up in the sky for Clarissa or Venessa to come to my room. I wished they would. I could call for them through the bell they had provided but it was proving to be a Herculean task to even move my finger.
I screwed my eyes shut and breathed through my mouth, the contraction of my core muscles made me choke. I don’t know for how long I had been like that but maybe I had drifted off because when I peeled my eyes open, Clarissa was hovering nervously on my bedside.
“Clari…ssa…” God,
It turned kinky real quick ;)
When I woke up, it was midday. It didn’t feel like my whole body was being consumed by fire nor was there any mind-numbing pain. I was experiencing a strange calmness. At the back of my mind, I knew this was temporary bliss before another wave would wash over my body and once again, I’d have to seek the Alpha. The thought left an unpleasant bitterness in my mouth. “How do you feel, Luna?” Georgia’s voice cut through my thoughts. I blinked slowly before turning to the source and realized other than her, Clarissa and Vanessa were also present. They hovered at the foot of the bed while Georgia was given a chair beside the bed to sit. “I…” My voice came out raspy. Clarissa scrambled to hand me a glass of water. “Thank you.” I sat up partially, leaning against the headboard, and took a small sip. I avoided Georgia’s concer
I dragged my feet by the time we were in the main hall. Helen led me to a table surrounded by four wooden chairs. The scraping sound was louder than saul as I pulled a chair and sat down heavily. “What did you mean?” My voice sounded raspy. Helen didn’t answer immediately. She picked up the jug kept at the centre of the table and poured water into the glass that was kept beside and placed it in front of me. I turned my head slightly, letting my gaze stray towards the corridor leading to my room. Helen cleared her throat and I turned back to the table. I blandly stared at the glass before my gaze flickered to Helen. Her lips stretched into a terse smile. “I would suggest you take one of the pills. You look like you will go into heat any time now and that would be bad for both of you.” My eyebrows dipped. How did she know?
I wheezed as I sprinted towards the residence. The evening had already crept in, making the trees appear inky and brooding. When I had rushed out of the room, I didn’t see Helen on my way out and I was relieved. I didn’t want her to see my tear-stained face and humiliated self. I stopped just a few feet away from the door that led back to the residence, surrounded by high walls and rules. The place where people considered me as their Luna. I planted my hands above my knees and bent slightly, gulping in some much-needed breath. My heart was still drumming wildly, my body was sweat-drenched and my face was an open book of the disgrace that I had just been subjected to. However, the familiar dull ache in my stomach, the itchy feeling, the haze was all coming back. My vision blurred. I straightened up, but my feet felt wobbly. I swayed and suddenly collapsed on the forest grounds. I sat b
The following morning, I woke up alone, languid and slow. From the unkempt part of the room and the silence, I knew Clarissa wasn’t here. I didn't linger on that for long as I pushed myself off the bed and went about my morning routine. I stared and watched as my hands performed the routine tasks on autopilot. It almost felt like I was watching someone else. When I came out dressed to go out, I heard a knock on the door. “Enter.” I knew it wasn’t Clarissa. Instead, it was Nerissa, her sister. She mutely placed the tray on the coffee table and asked, “Would Luna like me to assist in something else?” I could hear the curt tone under the polite decorum. I shook my head. “Thank you but that will be all.” She didn’t wait around. I regarded the food tray for some time before sighing and sitting down to put some calories in my system.
I let out a scream before jumping into action. I knew what had made this wolf attack. My heat. Despite profusely sweating, I had to keep my head clear. I crawled back while the wolf practically began pawing and scratching the car, trying to rip it open. My hands shook as I unlocked the backseat door and jumped out even though I knew it was a rookie and a stupid mistake. But I didn’t care. Being trapped and being raped sounded far more horrible than being chased. I didn’t let myself ponder much on the horror as I began running. Instead of taking the road, I chose the forest because of the number of camouflages it provided. My legs hurt from the amount of energy I was using to run. I could feel myself run out of breath, my heart aching with every inhale, but I was far from safe. The wolf, I don’t know why, didn't stop chasing me. He was not even transforming, which was maybe because he didn't want me to recognise him but he should have known I was new i
I let out a shuddering breath. What? My gaze remained pinned on the brightly lit screen and the glaring message, stared until the screen turned black. What did he mean by…that? Did he…did he kill Caius? But…that can’t be possible since his message was delivered minutes before Isaac’s. Then? I sucked in a breath. The wolf with blue eyes? He was an alpha. Oh, Goddess….oh no. Lifting the covers, I got off the bed. Immediately the whole room seemed to spin. I sat down heavily, exhaling another shaky breath. My heartbeat had picked up with the palpitation and the anxiety. I contemplated calling for Georgia, but what will I say? Nothing between Isaac and I was normal. I sighed and lay down on the bed once again. My eyelids suddenly felt too heavy and fluttered shut on their own accord. I will deal with him tomorrow, o
The mildly spicy soup tasted bland. My fever had subsided and my heat was over. It’s been a few days since I saw the outside world and today, I planned to step my foot outside this room. Astrid has been anxious the whole time. The pills helped and sometimes, I tried to self-heal, but my mental health was going down the drain. My thoughts kept wandering back to what Clarissa said that day. Even though she had apologized that evening for saying something out of line, but I knew she wasn’t lying.“Is the soup not to your liking, Luna?” Clarissa pulled me out of my reverie. I looked up, the spoon fell into the bowl, splashing a few drops of soup on my face. Her eyes widened and she hurriedly went to wipe them away. I blinked but didn’t say anything immediately.“No it’s good,” I murmured after taking another spoonful and gulping it. This was my favorite soup, made just the way I liked. I was astounded to find Clarissa had managed
I was feeling proud of my wolf and sad at the same time. Whatever I have studied in my high school days about our culture and origin, I’ve always somehow felt bad for the animals. They are attached to us, literally, becoming a part of us from who they can’t separate even if they might want to at some point. We humans are so fucked up that while we do not have our shits together, they care about finding their mates. As we trotted down the forest trail, I could feel Astrid’s pain because we are one, aren’t we? This she-wolf has longed to be accepted by her mate. But what happens? She gets me as her human counterpart. ‘I have never regretted our bond, Kat,’ she murmurs. She has matured within a span of a few years. From father’s retort and mother’s stinging comments to our sister’s showing off her perfect life, Astrid ha