Arya"What?" I splutter, and that is when I make the mistake of loosening the force I have on the Rogue's neck.He takes this as a chance to push my foot away and try to roll out of my way. But of course, my instincts kick in and I manage to grab him by the collar and push him back on the ground."What did you just say?" I demand, pushing him harder. "Tell me everything."The Rogue opens his mouth as though to say something, but the only thing that gets out of his lips is a small laugh.I admit. I'm not one to be easily thrown off but that makes me stumble over my own feelings. I came here knowing what's waiting for me and I didn't hesitate to do what I had to. All the other Rogues have left and I'm the only one standing here now. I know that I'm pretty much undeterred by anything at this point, but why am I suddenly nervous because of a small stupid smile?"Are you trying to mess with me?" I ask in a harsh voice, pushing his head down and trying to intimidate him, but hurting people
LeviThe moment I hear the screams, I knew something was up.I don't know why, but ever since I got demoted to being an Omega, my senses have been in overdrive. I know I've only spent a couple of days with them, but I feel like I'm learning a lot just by being in their shoes. It makes sense, because they're the ones who suffer from the hardships of our society, and they're basically the front liners for bad things.In the pack, the Omegas are the ones who take care of the chores and make sure that everything is orderly for everyone. I learned to clean and cook and look after young Werewolves that their parents can't focus on.It's been rough, but honestly, it doesn't feel like a punishment.And the fact that they were nothing but welcoming and understanding to me makes all the difference.That's why when the sudden chaos came, the first thing that came to my mind was saving the Omegas.I was in the libraries when I hear the explosion. It doesn't take me to come and look to figure that
Levi"Mister!" the little boy yells and rushes back to me. He touches my face and gives it hard pats. "Mister, are you okay?"I try to nod, but it's the only thing I can do to not lose my consciousness completely.My vision is spinning but I still see the kids looking at me with worry.I curse myself under my breath. I feel like such a weakling. I should be the one who's protecting them and guiding them to safety, and yet here I am feeling like I'm about to faint any time.I'm still standing by the doorway of the house and I'm grabbing onto the doorframe to keep myself upright.I don't think I've ever felt this way before.I've been into a lot of fights in my whole life, and I don't think I have ever come out of that condition helpless and weak like this. I have fought a hundred Rogues before and not once did I get an injury from them. This is the first time that someone had a lucky shot and did this damage.Speaking of damage, I don't know how much I'm actually hurt.With the two kid
AryaThe Rogue’s body starts to go slack as blood continues to flow out of her severed neck. I step back, my hands shaking as I stare at the whole scene in horror. My hands are shaking and I feel faint. Never in my life have I seen this amount of blood seeping through the grass, escaping from his neck like a small river. . . .I feel nauseous. My vision is swimming. My fingertips are cold.I know I came at him with the full intent of hurting him and making him learn his lesson. I know I was planning to get the truth from him no matter what the method is.But seeing him do that to himself just makes me feel like a monster.I know I didn’t do it myself. But I know it could have come to that.And I’m absolutely terrified at the fact that he was willing to end himself that easily just because he was getting close to telling me a secret.He was begging for his life just minutes ago.This means that whatever or whoever was making him do what he did is more dangerous than I thought.I swallo
Arthur“We need some assistance. The Dark Howl Pack has been attacked by Rogues.”These two sentences have been playing in my head for hours now as I drive from the kingdom to the pack. My heart is racing and I feel like I’m going to scream in anger any minute.I must admit that I’m not thinking straight anymore. All the images in my head all consist of Arya being in some sort of danger somewhere. I only had the time to inform her parents quickly and they sent me off to check on her. I had to tell them that I have to come alone, because they might just get into more trouble if they come with me.Also, the last thing I want is for them to see how angry I could be if someone I cared about is in danger.My hands tighten around the steering wheel as I speed through the roads. I see the arch that indicates the place of the pack, and my body clenches.There are guards standing outside trying to stop me, but I ignore all of them and just speed through.They try to chase after me, but I stomp
ArthurThe only thing that follows my announcement is silence, and I don’t know if I should be happy or not. At least at first.Arya smiles happily and puts a hand on my chest as though to stop me from saying any more. For a second I thought she’s angry, but she’s just smiling at her parents. “I’m sorry about that! We’re just . . . in love.”Mrs. Clarke and Mr. Clarke exchange glances in surprise, then they both smile and hug Arya and I.“I’m sorry!” Arya squeaks, but her mother just laughs it off as we break apart. “I know you would prefer it if I wait for marriage but--”“Oh, my dear, you can do whatever you want!” she says and looks at me. “As long of course as you promise to take care of her and love her forever. I have nothing to say.”Mr. Clarke holds us at arms length. “You two make a wonderful couple.”Arya looks up at me and kisses my cheek. “I’m so happy you approve of us.”Her parents just smile and beam and ask some basic things about me, all of which I answer. Soon enoug
AryaMy heart nearly stops. I tell myself to snap out of it before it’s too late, but the imagery around me only becomes sharper and sharper until I feel that I’m exactly right there.But the weird thing is, I’m familiar with everything except for the part where I’m pinned down and under attack.I know it’s not real and I can snap out from this dream if I want to, but it’s just so . . . vivid. I can see the bright red eyes of the Rogue looking at me like he wants me to die. I can smell his stale and bloody breath fanning on my face. I can feel his weight on top of me and pinning me on the ground. I can feel the sharp edge of the rock just grazing on my neck.And any moment, I know he can kill me if he just pressed that thing harder against my skin.The sense of danger is real. The fear of dying is very very real.I swallow hard, and even that simple movement gives me the fear of accidentally grazing my skin against the sharp edge of the rock and bleeding to death.The Rogue stares int
AryaThe words coming from Arthur's lips, which are still brushing against mine, are enough to make my knees almost buckle. Instantly, I feel myself wanting him, yearning for him in a way I have never felt before. Good thing he's holding me against him, because if not, I would have collapsed on the wooden floor.As soon as those words leave him, I find myself wrapping my legs around him and pulling him closer to me until I feel that big bulge against my core.He gasps, his breath brushing on my lips. "Fuck."I buck my hips and wrap my arms around him, letting him know that I want him right then and there. I feel his hard length responding, growing impossibly bigger and harder, twitching with every sensation like it wants to be let out.Because of that, I suddenly remember what he did to me on our first time, the way he licked and sucked the slit between my legs. How he teased me and almost made me beg.An idea forms in my mind.He leans in to capture my lips but I pull back and unhook