Some things are hard no matter how you think you can live with them apart from being born different, I suffered physical abuse, and it's almost everywhere I go.
"Get up girl, weakness is not an option." His deep voice and my eyes flicked to him before he toppled over. With that he let his gaze linger on for a few moments then he strode me to the floor."That was too fast for a newbie," I said dusting my shirt, he leapt vastly and I couldn't follow the speed, I wonder how he'll be as a wolf, no wonder Andrea choose him as his guard, beta's are always the luckiest one, and I've done but envy them."Look at me." He said sternly and I scrunched my face up in discontent and furry. " this is not a joke." He flares his nostrils subtly smelling.I slide off watching him like hawk, I half expected him to burst at me but he didn't."We're done for today." He said clenching tightly onto the cane in his hands, eyes drifted to the mass that was training."Lucia," he called out. "We all have our weaknesses, succumbing to them only makes us weaker, so pace up."As soon as the thought crossed my mind I gave, I ridicule myself for such ridiculous tactics I displayed. Everyone expects perfection from me and it hurts that I can't be the Mulan of my time.My nostrils flicker when a certain rising smell reached my nose. Immediately goosebumps raise over my arm. Blood. No blood oozed from my nose and I had to rush with a towel tightened in my hands. I pad to the room shutting the door behind me and making a point to lock it."This hurts," I muttered to myself, touching the deep clothed blood on the towel, how strange.The searing water is uncomfortable, drumming against my back, between my shoulder blade. My skin burning to the verge I think it might fall off, and I clenched it off, reaching for the iced cubes and folding them into a towel, I raised my head backwards as I stood looking through the mirror.I've always preferred the cold, and not the hot water over a moderate temperature or even a slight cold one. I need to feel the pain. I need the distraction almost like a pulse button.My focus turned back to the knock that echoed through the room and l stepped off the shower to the towel that hung beside me taking a deep breath of the addictive scent clinging to an ominous knock on the door."Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked the sturdy figure standing before me steering into the water dripping off my dampened hair and his dishevelled hair made him only hotter.He pushed himself into the room and I couldn't resist my lovely and congenially mate as he stepped closer to me his steps are slow and my heartbeat intensified, looking down at me with intent, dark eyes. I lean back as he reaches forward but I didn't back enough. His fingers touched my under the chin, igniting me all over, with a tingling feeling as he gingerly pushed it closer.Heat rushed down when I realised my mouth had been open, I muttered softly "what are you doing?" The temptation was something I couldn't give in to, I shouldn't have, I have to stay clear of it at all cost, reminding myself of Claire, his chosen luna."You're bleeding." He said as his hands moved up to my nose. "What happened?" asked as if he cared so much to have abducted me and have eyes on me now and then."Answer me-" He inquired of me with some command on his tune."What, it doesn't matter." I cut in.With that he let his gaze linger on me, there was a staring cloud that I almost couldn't pierce through, his eyes, he then dropped his t-shirt carelessly on the bed. His voice is cold as he instructed me, Begrudging flat. "Put this on." He said as he walked towards the door. I blink, flabbergasted, his concept sounds surprising…funny. Perhaps even."Why do you think I'd want your scent?" Andrea growls balling his hands into a fist. It was ostensively… Just do as I say something."My focus turned back to the knock that echoed through the room and l stepped off the shower to the towel that hung beside me taking a deep breath of the addictive scent clinging to an ominous knock on the door."Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked the sturdy figure standing before me steering into the water dripping off my dampened hair.He pushed himself into the room and I couldn't resist my lovely and congenially mate as he stepped closer to me his steps are slow and my heartbeat intensified, looking down at me with intent, dark eyes. I lean back as he reaches forward but I didn't back enough. His fingers touched my under the chin, igniting me all over, with a tingling feeling as he gingerly pushed it closer.Heat rushed down when I realised my mouth had been open, I muttered softly "what are you doing?" The temptation was something I couldn't give in to, I shouldn't have, I have to stay clear of it at all cost, reminding myself of Claire, his chosen luna."You're bleeding." He said as his hands moved up to my nose. "What happened?"He inquired of me."What, it doesn't matter." I cut in.With that he let his gaze linger on me, there was a staring cloud that I almost couldn't pierce through, his eyes, he then dropped his t-shirt carelessly on the bed. His voice is cold as he instructed me, Begrudging flat. "Put this on." He said as he walked towards the door. I blink, flabbergasted, his concept sounds surprising…funny. Perhaps even."Why do you think I'd want your scent?" Andrea growls balling his hands into a fist. It was ostensively… Just do as I say something.Closing the door behind him with a loud click to disrupt the nerve-wracking stillness.My eyes blur into the moment as I dived into the bed, it was soft too nice for me, but I had to do my best and make things work. I didn't want to work through the shadow but it was what I knew, it was my safety blanket but I have grown used to that safety blanket that it has become a trait.Taken aback by the confidence in his words, I raise my eyebrows. Of course, assholes would do, with his pompous need to have confidence showing up my profuse need to crush it.The determination as I dashed into my gown instead of the t-shirt that staggered on the bed eating up with his scents, I wandered down the hall to a stop in the common area that overlooked the bottom of the packhouse and for once again his eyes did it, lingering on me, but with indifference."What is this?" He radiated and I could feel the impact."I prefer the gown," I said slyly."Oh really…" there comes the anger streak, defiantly, he is not used to objection, I anticipated Andrea's reaction."I'd stick to myself, rather than being a pushover to you," I said looking into the lamplight. A quick growl rumbled on his face as he yanks closer."You leave me with no option then, mate." He mouthed.I froze at his words as he make advances towards me, like the dream I had, this is it, the essence of all, light colliding with darkness. All I felt was his emerald openings pitching flirting. Clouds shifted and I felt a fever in my bread basket,She is by the sink washing a stack of dirty dishes I plopped closer to her doubting if she could hear my footsteps. "Fiona, I can't believe you do dishes.""A soldier in the day, and-" she said."You surprised me, I came to get water, I couldn't sleep and thirsty too." I cut in friendly."That's the packhouse for you, creepy that sleep wouldn't visit. I felt the same way when I first came here." She said dropping the sponge in her hands and beckoning her elbow to the verge and deluding her eyes."Where has everyone gone, I can't seem to find them?" I asked, biting my lips, this is what I had always done, when I'm trying to get an answer to something."They had gone to practice, maybe even, I heard the traitors' power and influence grew day by day and threatened the Alpha position, it made him worry." She said briskly returning to the plate in her hands."I don't understand you." I was lost in everything she had said forgetting I'm a stranger and as at that knew nothing about the trait
"Ambush!" shouted the men outside and all I heard were growls and screams. The carrier door flew open and crashed to the ground."Romanov's men." Garrett let out enraged as he instructed me to scramble to the other side of the seat, he was dragged out. The giant claws reached for my legs, they were enormous, unlike every werewolf I've seen. As I kicked out of him the door behind me unlocked and I nearly stumbled into another wolf. He grabbed me under his arm. I felt weightless and he pulled me roughly from the carrier. I yelled and screamed for help but everyone was mostly fighting the monsters. That is what they're Ramanov weapons. I slashed his arms with the knife Garrett motioned to me and I caught myself almost free, again I severed him the second time. His growl cursed me and I knew I had made contact, as his grip grew loose, I stumbled to my feet and ran. All around me they were fighting each other and gashes ran through my eyes, looking back I saw them approaching me, they ha
The next day kicked in like normal, for normal people, the beast's glare into my eyes before it was killed by my mate haunted me even in my sleep. And I winced, the pain in my shoulder blade had subsided compared to when Garrett was applying ointments a few hours ago."What are you doing get down here?" Said my trainer, Garrett, I plopped into the training ground and the morning sun reflected on my face, I used my hand as a shield as I walked past the archers, their efficiency was undisputed, it was different from what they had back in the packhouse. Fast, uniform and experienced as if ready for war."Good morning sir," I said and he barely looked at me as he got his hands full. A slightly worried frown knitted on my face but I looked at him, for once I saw light in what he did, how he does it with passion as he positioned the boy before him.He placed his hands on his waist and focused his hands properly on the bow."Pull out your chest, not too much, relax and release.""Archery is
Chapter nineI'd go to the woods not too deep to practice. Garrett gave me the motivation to do what I can and found it easy to adapt to his tactics since I decided to be like him, sometimes and no one catches a glimpse of me going out in the woods. Today Andrea did catch me sneaking out."What are you doing getting into the woods, you might get injured or probably kidnapped." He said coming out of the shadow as if I'm the only one that goes to the woods, what of shifters, they go to the wood to release their wolves and I've not heard of any casualties."Are you starting to care about your mate?" I said rolling my eyes and he scoffed, "What made you say that?" He questioned with little concern."Well, I don't know, maybe you are choosing your ex-girlfriend over your mate." He looked around a hint of a smile tugged at his face and came closer to me and my heart pondered as his hands fiddled under my cheek down to my neck, stupid mate bond I said to my wolf who is submitting to Andrea'
The cold breeze I felt on my body was sharp, damp and dingy, and afterwards came a warm feel of the blanket that spread on my body, and Fiona's hand wrapped into mine.I turned and tossed wincing in pain, the marbled wall of the room cornered me and I was given a herb to drink."Lucia, are you alright?" called out quickly Fiona, heaving a sigh as I tried to push myself to a seat."What happened?" I asked, the only memory I had was when I collapsed calling out to her for help on the terrace. I looked around, seeing the beads and the inscriptions on the wall. I recognised the scents of herbs and a sigh of relief escaped through my mouth. "Yes, we're in the old woman's cabin, you had collapsed." She said curtly, and I looked at her pleased."I was scared I had to call for her help," she stressed further."Hey, don't fidget, I'm thankful," I said, giving her a sharp smile."You were just unconscious earlier, your friend had done a great job, you could have given up the ghost out there."
Awkwardly I stood there gaping at him, narrowing my eyes as I looked at him, he raised a question. "Is there something wrong?" "Collins," I called the name stuttering on my feet, "what I'm I supposed to do now?" Fear crept through my spine and the sunlight erupted through the room. I brandished the necklace in my hands. I did my best to keep calm but my mind kept wandering to Collins. At some point, I realized I shouldn't have left without him that night, but I had no other option, is it that my stepmom is dead and my dad pressured him to bring me home?"He's Romanov's prisoner." He said, giving me a stream of reminders; he had told me during summer he'll come to Vienna and find me, and then we'll go sightseeing. Did something go wrong? Andrea stared at me."Help me get him out." I pinned his hands pleadingly, knowing what I'm asking of him cannot be possible, he scowled at me and I bit my lips thinking through. With a plunged sensation, I realised Andrea was walking towards me, then
Our eyes bored into each other, and I couldn't decipher what to do. She swayed her hands in the air and made contact."We have to go right now." She said, ignoring my question, dragging me and moving as quickly as the hilly. I lost all sense of how far we had gone or where we were.We walked through the woods, my leg slipping on fallen leaves that covered the ground and Claire, busy leading the way not looking back. I paced my leg to catch up with her, my breath coming out in my grasp. She didn't say a word to me as the hours went on,"Wait for me." I cried out, I fell forward and I put out my hand struggling and thrashing to break the fall. Claire never minded I had to struggle behind her, even with the doubt of its safety I still followed my enemy or was she proving herself as a good person, whatever, I shrugged it off."If you keep this way your shirt will be ruined before we even go there, and end up landing us to patrol wolves." She cautioned me, and I stayed quiet, it was more o
"Where I'm I, Collins, Claire–" I groaned in pain and the room sent echoing sounds of my voice towards me.I could feel my body lying on the cold harsh floor and the room was empty as the cold pierce through me. There stood a stool and a guard far away from where I was struggling. I craned my head around. Am I in an underground dungeon somewhere chained to a wall?Hey, hey what am I doing here, where am I?!" I shout out from my end to call his attention but he moved, my eyes trailed behind him I had laid there crumpled up unable to talk or move even an inch,My hands and legs were fastened and I didn't have the strength to try any crazy shenanigans like wriggling on the floor like a worm. The guard discussed with other guys standing with him. I craned my head again but realized I was the only one in the room. Was I being delusional? I wondered, shaking my head with my hand.A loud rumbling sound escaped my stomach and I suddenly realized I have gone several hours without eating break