Death. It smells like death. The cold rush of blood tickled its way to my arms, signaling me that danger was around. I sniffed the sweet stench of it, together with the rusty effect that adds to its flavor. Ah, heaven. I feel like I am floating, my paws clawing deep into the soil, and my sharp nails attached to something.
But something was amiss. The cold air’s direction is different than usual. It’s as if my body had gained its full control and I was just a vessel inside. Pheromones rushed beside me and I looked for the source of it.
Everything was fast, as my brother pinned me to the ground and pushed me away.
“Nyra, no!”
My attention snapped to the one who called me. My brother. What is he doing here?
“W-what is-” Disappointment was on my brother, Brian’s face.
“Protect the alpha!” My younger brother, Ceylan, yelled, pushing me away from them.
I paused, watching them with barred breath as sweat trickled down my face.
I recognized a familiar scent just near me. The alpha, my father, was dropped on the ground as the pack doctor rushed in.
“How could you do this to father?” Ceylan asked.
I watched as my brother carried my father’s dead body in his arms. Blood all over his hands. I was still speechless, my instincts told me I was in deep trouble. Far for than I could ever imagine.
It seems that I had plunged myself into a deep abyss of darkness and I could not return to what it was.
I growled, my inner wolf protecting me from the possible harm I might be in.
I looked up at the sky, ah. Full moon. Just in time.
It was just my two brothers until Beta Reed came in and grabbed my hands, “Please cooperate, Nyra.”
“What did I do?” I asked, wondering how far I had crossed the boundary now. I shifted into my human form and he put a cloak on to cover me.
“You went wild again…this time, you had put the alpha’s life in danger again.”
Oh. that explains it. No need to know anything further. I did it again. I harmed them again.
Despite that, I couldn’t bring myself to believe it. It was bizarre. So that explains why blood is everywhere again. My hands were covered in a pile of it.
“Did I just…killed father?”
Beta Reed looked me straight in the eyes, “I warned him to take you away and keep you in a cage before this would go further, but he didn’t listen and told me he would take care of it. Now look at him.” His eyes carried a heavy emotion, Anger to me.
“This won’t take long before the packs around us hear this and will think the alpha is weakening…heck even harmed by his daughter. They’ll soon ransack this pack knowing no one could protect us.”
I snapped my eyes shut, my body trembling at what I heard. Ah, of course, I understand. I just brought more danger to the pack.
“You’re a sight to the pack, Nyra. You should have listened to me when I told you to run away from here.”
Normally, I would fight back and punch him in the face but knowing this is entirely my fault, the only one I could blame for this is myself.
“The pack doctor will heal him, he will, right?”
“Pray he will wake up because you just made his life fifty-fifty. And once he does wake up, you need to get away from here as far away as possible.”
He then motioned for the deltas to escort my hands and push me out of the area. I managed to pass by Brian who was busy holding our father’s body and Ceylan who was looking at me with the same disappointed face, but not before the smirk on his eyes.
“Brian, help!” I called out, but he was avoiding his eyes from me as if I was a disease. A very deadly one that might poke his eyes out once he looks at me. In a matter of minutes, I was shoved into the cell where we kept the prisoners. It was full of cobwebs and spiders and rats but that didn’t bother me.
My mind was still, processing everything.
I do not mind being locked here, I had practically lived here my whole childhood for having this rare disease of not being able to control myself when I shift and harm anyone who’s in my sight.
All I could think of was my father, who was the only one who believed that he could save me from this.
The only one who protected me when the rest of the pack had wished death upon me. And I couldn't bear it if he died, I might not survive further.
I also could not find any scent of mother, the Luna. She must also be devastated here. She’s not even showing up for me. Well, she must have hated me so much that she couldn’t stomach seeing me.
I could try to escape this, but the silver chains they put around me are weakening me. I could barely keep myself awake from thirst and hunger.
Days passed by with me being locked in my cell. I wasn’t given any food or drink, and I am surprised that my past training in being foodless had come to be of use. The dark cell did not provide any light or entertainment. The only thing I could keep myself sane with was my breathing and counting the hours I was kept in.
I was used to being feared. To being hated. But I was never used to being pitied. Not by anyone. I could feel it from the stares I got from the guards.
I would ask them if they managed to save my father, but judging from the looks of hatred they gave me, I think I got the answer.
“Poor her. If I were her, I would have already killed myself from regret. Imagine killing your father.”
“When will her trial be?”
“Tomorrow. Not even visited by her brothers?”
My ears perked up, “My father…died?”
“Shut up, bitch! Who said you’re alive to talk?”
I glared at him. I am hungry, thirsty, and tired, “You know I could eat you alive for that?”
With matching deadly smiles, they both gulped, dropped their food to me, and instantly got quiet.
I munched on the meat eating like there’s no tomorrow when I heard a pair of feet walking from the stairs. The sound was getting close and I sniffed it, knowing the scent all too well.
My brother Brian came for me. I knew it. Despite his nonchalant nature, he still has a soft spot for me. He couldn’t endure the thought of me in this dark cell.
“Brian!” I called out, seeing him nearing the cell as hope filled me in. “Brian, tell them, it wasn’t my fault. I was unconscious and couldn’t control myself!"
“I know.”
I smiled, at least there was a person who could understand me, "I apologize, let me out of here, and let me see Father one last time. And mother, where is she?”
“She’s refusing to see you. She heard of what happened and had already abandoned you as her child.”
I admit that it made my heart break into a million pieces. I may not be mother’s favorite but she’s the only parent we have now. I fear she might either go insane or kill herself from the pain of losing her mate.
“Let me see her,” I said.
“I am afraid that won’t happen.” His answer struck me. What?
“You crossed the line tonight, Nyra. Even if I want to protect you, I’ll also have to protect myself first.” He continued, his voice calmer than it normally is and he sighed.
“You have a price on your head now. You’re considered a killer for committing that kind of treason. You will have a trial tomorrow."
"And you're letting it happen?"
He gritted his teeth, "Nyra, what do you expect me to do? I let Father protect you his whole life! You want me to let you out of this cage and let you escape? Or accept your faith the Moon Goddess bestowed upon you?"
I rolled my eyes again. Moon goddess here and there. Where is she when I need her the most? “You’re a coward, do you know that?”
“You don't have the right to call me that." He seemed to be triggered by that. Good.
"Why? It's the truth, you won't even step up and claim your position as the next heir! You'll just let Ceylan get the throne? Is that what you want?"
"I have my principles, and I accepted the fact that I could never lead a pack, Nyra."
I shook my head at my brother's stupidity. "What a spineless coward."
Our argument ended as Ceylan came in. Brian threw one last glare at me before leaving us.
“Sister.” Ceylan's sickening voice called me, his snakelike eyes taunting me. Now I know why he was smirking that day. He's the only one enjoying this situation as much as I hate this.
"You're smiling... You seem to be in a happy mood that you can see your sister in a cage than letting her out."
"Awe, but you need to pay for what you did to Father." He chuckled.
I frowned, “Where’s the father?”
“You missed the chance to prove yourself to Father, Nyra. To think you're the eldest but can't even control yourself every time you shift. What will happen if Father lets you rule the pack in the future? It would be pure chaos, wouldn't it?"
"And what are you suggesting, that you deserve to take his role?"
He scratched the back of his neck, "Ah, about that, I seem to forget to tell you. He’s dead, you killed him, Nyra. It’s your fault. And after your trial, I would be enthroned as the new alpha. Isn't that wonderful?"
This cheeky bastard. Taking his chances!
"You bastard! I swear, once I get out of here-"
He put his finger on my lips, “Shhh, stop barking like a poor dog. You know the drill on what we do to people who committed treason.”
I bit my lip, clenching my jaw as much as I wanted to punch him. Ceylan watched me as I shivered in anger, laughing as he mocked me and eventually left.
I was left again with murder thoughts. In just one night, I committed I crime that I did not even remember.
Being starved to death was fine, but being enslaved was not for me. I would rather get my hands chopped than be tied to the pole of the main grounds in the packhouse as every pack member does what they want with me. This has been Silverfang’s way of dealing with the prisoners. A punishment before even being served justice in a trial.They had just finished removing one of my nails, some even grabbed my hair so much that I am not surprised I might have gone bald. The trial would be in two hours, and what am I doing?I am here still being punished by my fellow pack members. The members who promised loyalty to my father and had made an oath to never even touch a single strand of my hair. But they did. Judging from their ecstatic expression as they punished me, I know they must have waited their whole life to do this to me. The trials carry unfair rules that I have to fight for my life while beaten up. They would make the prisoner compete with one of their representative, the stronges
He said some of his secrets, but I forgot it!I sucked in my breath, standing up and preparing myself for the attack while still rummaging through my memory. However, just before the Wendigo was fully released, Brian stepped in and yelled, “Brother, no. We need help from the nearby pack. Let’s marry her off.”Ceylan paused the release of the Wendigo and turned to our brother, “What?”“Once the Rogues come and attack us, we don’t have enough power to even defend ourselves, even lost two of our greatest fighters.” He continued, “The allied packs won’t trust you easily, they need to get something in return…”My eyes darted to Brian, giving him a what the fuck look. If this is his way of saving me from death, then he’s wrong. I’d rather fight the Wendigo than be sold off to another pack!Ceylan thought about it for a moment, and nodded, “Wait, I changed my mind. Return the Wendigo inside. Prepare Nyra as we’ll send her off to one of our allied packs.”“Alpha Fenris of the Dark Claws Pack,
“You look different,” I commented. The more I looked at him, the more I felt something inside me stirring. An excitement. Eagerness. Not certain what I am particularly looking for….but this is the alpha I am going to be partnered with starting tonight. Why did I even utter those words again? It was just a few seconds ago that I was trying to look for the bright side of staying in this pack for now..that I have enough food that won’t keep me starved, and the members won’t harm me because they respect their alpha and since I am the alpha’s partner, they will respect me too…compared to the Silverfang pack members. “Oh, have you already seen me before?” He said, “How different? Explain.”I blinked, trying to recall it again but my memory was blurry. “Yes, when I was younger.” Was I wrong? Did I mistake him for somebody?“You must have remembered wrong. I had always been handsome like this….enchanting even…” He said boastfully, “And I am not surprised you are too engrossed in me to even
I can’t believe that I would be returning to my pack this soon. It wasn’t even a full moon that passed since I was exiled from there. Just when they kicked me out there, and when I finally thought that I could take my time off before I have enough power to fight my brother off, this damn Rogue Creed is taking me back.I still haven’t made any progress. Back to the start. I still find it hard to believe that he is my mate and questions are still ringing my head. Glaring at the dark tall figure of the scoundrel who is currently taking me as his “kidnap victim” to blackmail me to the Silverfang Pack, I follow his tracks against my will as my hands are tied tightly with a rope on my back. His assistant, Brix, was up ahead to check for any incoming enemies. That loyal follower of this scoundrel is not any much better to deal with too. “Hey…” I started, annoying this rogue. I have an overwhelming desire to test up to what limit he could endure. How many more irritating moves I’ll do to
“Such a useless bitch. Let’s have her return to the other rogues and feast on her until she could no longer walk, ” Commented Brix, which made Creed glare at him. “Shut your mouth, scum. I’ll deal with her in my own way.”He then glanced at me and sighed, “I have a plan. For now, let’s leave.”Ravena pouted, and Brix scoffed.Creed caught on their disappointed expressions, “Anyone dares to complain?” Both of them kept quiet. Nice, so these two are nothing compared to Creed. They knew that they could never say no to him. Which is just to my advantage.I quietly walked behind him and could feel his heavy breathing and body heating from anger, “You’re angry…”He paused and turned to look at me, “Yes because I landed with a useless bitch. No one even wants to be with you.”I smiled at him, not even seriously taking his words at this point, “Why? Do you pity me?”He chose to be quiet and kept walking ahead.“This is why I hate packs. They would easily abandon anyone they find useless.”
I stopped at his words. What?I could smell his filthy scent and his turned-on scent. I instinctively covered my body from him. It was fun teasing them, but I didn’t want it to end up like this. “Oh, are you scared now?”I laughed my nervousness off, trying to act calm in the water. It was a bit hard to cover myself as he was getting close now and almost in front of me. “Suck on it then, if you’re not scared.”He undressed himself to reveal his full hard-on. I grimaced, not imagining that I touched that earlier in order to save his life.“I just saved you, Brix, shouldn’t you thank me? And I thought I was too filthy for you.” I tried hard to stop him…anything I could think of but to no avail, The look on his face was determined to ravish me. And the whole part of me is shaking in fear.“Oh, that’s exactly what I am doing. Thanking you. Enjoy your meal. You’ll be so fulfilled that you won’t be starving for days. ”“Creed would-““Would what?” He grabbed my hand and kissed it, “He wou
I was yelling muffled words and Creed looked at me, removed the clothing from my mouth, and raised his brow, “What were you saying?”My eyes couldn’t get off from his face, “You came here to save me?” Creed shook his head, “Nah, I’m just here to rob them and destroy their alliance with the other rogues.”He then pointed at my hands, “You can bite down that rope, right? You can go now.”I was still in shock, expecting him to take me with him as his captive, somehow, that idea was much more interesting to me. “You’re letting me leave?”“I have no use for you anymore.” I knew this was good news, yet his response made me disappointed. “I never wanted those bastards anyway. Since I got what I want, I am good.”“You’re the son of an alpha, you’re breaking your word and-”“Why do you care? Why? Do you want to keep being tied up?”My vision suddenly became blurry, my head rang with an agonizing sound and I suddenl
We’ve been walking for days now without any direction, or at least with Creed purposely keeping his plan to himself. It’s silent but not the kind where I wish to disappear. It’s the kind of silence where I find it comfortable. My feet were dragging me, yet the two looked unaffected by the heat. Since they are rogues, they probably have been used to this. The mere sun heating us might feel like just a pinch to our skin. The day is getting warmer, but the night is getting colder than ever. “Keep staring and you’ll burn Master Creed’s back.”Ravena teased behind me, breaking the silence. Creed continued walking, and I chuckled at Ravena, not hiding it... “I am still contemplating if it was a good idea to trust Creed for this.” Ravena hummed, “Too late for that. You’re in it for real now….and don’t you want us to help “Help me?” I raised my eyebrows, I mean if that’s alright with your master.” “Stop staing nonsne, Ravena and get backt os couting.” “You just want her to leave so yo