45Kaya’s POV.Werewolves are beasty creatures created from the power of the moon. The moon goddess, their creator, is believed to be the one who guides their lives.They aren’t supposed to be known as beasts but rather as creatures of nature who suffer behind their transition. There’s a pain behind their creation, and while that could be an excuse behind their monstrous actions, it still isn’t worth it.Their form is born out of order, such that they are meant to progress the strength of the earth and not become a barbaric breed whom other creatures fear, which is now something they have become.Being a being of order is their reason for having a pack and an Alpha, a Beta, and an Omega to protect the members of that particular pack.My mind alters, suddenly realizing that there’s no reason for me to reel through all that I&rsquo
46Kaya’s POV.“Has there been any proclamation since our neighboring packs sent their letter of declaration?” Kade asks, chewing an apple in his mouth. His other hand is drawing at his chevon beard.Kieran shakes his head, “not another since then.”“And what else are we to be prepared for?”Kieran responds again, his voice a bit tightened. “For now, I have prepared the commanders to build a campsite at the borders linking us with the other five kingdoms.”“That sounds like everything that we need for now while we await their preparedness.” As Kade speaks, one can tell there’s a suspicion in his tone. Something is going on that contrasts his spoken words.“And why do I feel like there’s about to be a but in there?” Kieran observes as well.&nb
47Kaya’s POV.“...whatever it is, I shall not fall for it.” Kyle stops midway in his words, his eyes charging towards me as I enter their room.My eyes scan their faces, catching the sight of bewilderment there. They couldn’t have expected me to be here.“What are you doing here?” Kieran asks, his face shifting to one side, unveiling an interrogation born of suspicion. “We hadn’t called for your presence, so speak.”My throat is dry. It feels like my tongue no longer secretes saliva, and it makes the back of my throat feel like it’s gummed together. The thought scares me, but it’s not like I’m bothered anyway.I’m drunk.I’m free.My laugh is hysterical and hypocritical. “What am I doing here? You sound like an ass-wipe.”
483RD POV.The sound of the horses whining soars into the wind, their stallion thumping and grazing into the field as the brothers ride three of them to the private camping site that they’ve created for the upcoming war.It is situated close to the borders leading their territory with the five neighboring packs. Since the five neighboring packs are working together, it is only common sense that they’d attack together, so that is the best place to have their camping site built.The brothers alight from the horses, and while the squires close by take over, they walk into the tent of their two commanders, who are planning the war strategy.“Tell me, soldiers. What’s the plan?” Kieran speaks the moment he walks into the room, breaking into the ongoing conversation between both commanders.Their attention shifts over to the brothers,
49Kaya’s POV.My fingers hurt as I’ve been working since this morning. I have the triplets to thank for that.“Oh, it’ll be over soon, Kaya.” I have been repeating this in my head like a mantra. And trust me, it’s only the truth, because I’m about to get out of this hell of a place.My escape is soon—tonight, finally. The brothers have been so occupied with the war coming up that they have no reason to think about me, and having gotten the key this morning, I shall make use of it tonight. May the sun set soon.I grunt lightly as I open the door, its annoying sound reaching into my ears. I’m inside the triplets room with a mopping stick and a bucket filled with water, which is already mixed with soap.Since I was lowering my gaze, it took me a while to notice the stress evident in their eyes. It’s so
50Kaya’s POV.I’m lying on the bed with my hands entwined as they rest on my stomach. My back is against the bad with my orbs counting the ceilings. By now, I know practically all details about it.But that is of no matter, anyway. Ever since the event at the triplets’ room, I have locked myself in here, fearful of what they have become. It’s one thing to know they are my archenemy but to know that it is coming from a place of sadistic love is nothing I never could have imagined.It scares me more than they like me so much that they would kill anyone or go against even their mother and uncle or fire their sex slaves from the kingdom or fight all five neighboring packs just because of an alter affection they’ve got for me, which in turn they barbarically punish me for.It’s not just saddening but frightful to the very core of my being. Plus, th
Kaya’s POV. I’m awake, but my head hurts. My eyes remain closed for reasons best known by my body, and I am glad because I felt my own nerve pausing after a sudden wreckage when I heard the triplets’ mother’s voice. Emilie is annoyed at someone as she speaks. “How could you have been so careless? You said what?” She speaks as though whatever discussion they are having is meant to be hidden, kept away from anyone else hearing them. Her voice is tight, and I think she is pacing because I hear her heels tapping against the floor continuously. “There’s no way I could have guessed. Well, perhaps we shouldn’t have underestimated the girl. She is maybe not as week as she looks.” He disagrees with her. Who are they talking about? While I eavesdrop, hoping that I still look un-alive to the naked eye, I wonder why my head hurts. I can’t remember anything, and it hurts even when I try to recall it. It’s almost like my memory is a needle trying to pierce through a wall. Impossible to achie
3RD POV.Kaya’s pain is a reflection that shreds the existence of the triplets. With every shattering in her heart, burning in wants for help is a replication that the triplets feel too but hides deep down like it isn’t of any affection.In one sentence, they could feel Kaya’s pain, and as much as it hurts them, their pride wouldn’t let them stop her suffering. With each scream that she makes when the whip lands on her skin, ripping her skin like it’s silk clothing of crimson red colour, they feel the betrayal in her heart.And confusingly enough for them, they aren’t even there. The triplets remain in the room with their uncle and their mother, and anyone could feel the tension in the room.“I did warn you, guys, but you wouldn’t listen to me. I said she would betray you. She’s a witch, for heaven’s sake, and that’s what they do. They are cunning, delusional about being smart, and shits like that.” Jared speaks with much confidence before he folds his arms over his chest.“Uncle, we