I felt a grip squeeze my heart, and sadness hung over the atmosphere. And here we are, gathered at funeral ceremonies to bury the rest of Lucia's body.
For the first time, I see tears in my father's eyes, as if his age had doubled, and his weakness indicates how painful it is for him to lose them.
Blaming glances are directed at me like accusing fingers. I was thrown into the arms of my mother, who was old after this tragedy; her embrace is my safe refuge.
But why am I cold now?!
Do you also blame me for Lucia's death?!
She didn't say that in words, but her gaze at me said a lot.
I looked at Nikolai, afraid to see the same look of blame in his eyes, but he seemed detached from his surroundings, sad about the loss of his love.
The crowd dispersed after my father Set fire to the coffin floating on the water's surface, which contained my sister's remains.
My feet led me to where Nikolai was standing, and I spread out my hand apprehensively, patting him on the shoulder to get his attention.
I felt jealous when I saw tears streaming down his cheeks. I wanted to tell him the truth about her; she didn't deserve these tears. However, I backed away at the last minute. It's not permissible to delve into the biography of the dead. She left and buried her secret with her.
I murmured consolingly, "Take it easy, Nick; sadness is born big and disappears little by little."
He answered me in a snarling voice, "How can you understand what's in my heart? You're probably happy that she's dead."
His poisonous words fell on my head like a bucket of cold water. I said dryly, "Why do you see me so ugly? I'm not that heartless, Nick. I was deeply saddened by her death; after all, she's my sister. Whether we agree or disagree, blood is a bond that connects us."
His gaze on me became soft, and apparently my father didn't tell him what had happened. Although he holds me responsible, he feels remorse. If he had believed me then and acted up, Lucia would have been with us now.
He looked at me sadly and said, "Oh Sophia, here is the pain of the murderer."
He said this as he pointed to his chest to the left and threw his head on my shoulders in a collapse. I froze in place, not knowing what to do, but I found myself patting him on the back with consolation, an embrace I wished for and didn't know that when he did it, he would be in a moment of weakness looking for support.
I felt eyes peering at us, their sparkle shining in the dark, but I didn't recognize their owner. As soon as I looked on that side, the person vanished into the night.
The mourning days passed, and I felt that my mother treated me differently, but I attributed the reason to the fact that she was still sad about Lucia's death.
Days and weeks passed, and the distance between me and Nicolai shrank, so the relationship between us took on the character of friendship. So we went out together to fish, and we spent a lot of time in the woods hanging out. and the dealings between us became smoother. The spark of love inside me was extinguished, and what I had for him turned into another feeling.
One night, after finishing my shift guarding the pack, my father burst into my tent. He waved his hand at me, roaring, "There you are! There's a deficit in Treasury funds, the first such incident in our pack."
"And when? On the guard shift, the commander's daughter herself! I want an explanation! Where did that money vanish?" He added, his eyes blazing with anger.
Before I could say a word, my mother entered the tent, with Maria right behind her. Maria pointed a finger at me accusingly, saying, "I saw her sneak into her tent during the guard shift. She held a cloth bag, clutched like a thief's loot. She must have hidden it somewhere here."
My dad pounced on me, clenching my locks of hair hard, saying angrily from between his gripped lips, his eyes raging with hellish rage, "Is what Maria says true?!"
As soon as I looked at Maria's face, I knew that a trap had been Set tightly and that someone had put the money here to trap me. Certainly. Maria is the one who did it. But why did she do that?
Taking a deep breath, I knew my protestations wouldn't erase the doubt already sown: "She's a liar; I only left my guard shift to relieve myself; it was once, and I never went to my tent."
You said it's the first time there has been theft from the vaults, but it's not my first time on a guard shift.
Something is wrong. If I wanted to embezzle, would it be on the same night I was guarding?!
I think no one stupid would do that.
He loosened his grip on my hair, and hope came within me.
But the chameleon quickly said sarcastically, "An elaborate representation in which you rely on playing on feelings of fatherhood, but commander, if the members of the pack know that you tolerated your daughter, chaos will prevail and a coup will spread. We trust in your justice and that you will punish the thief."
Then, she looked at me again and said with a grudge, "The difference in this incident is money. If it's found here, there's no doubt she's the perpetrator."
The ashes caught fire, and my father called the guards, instructing them to search the tent. No sooner had he finished speaking than they turned the tent upside down.
After a few minutes, one of the guards shouted, "Look, sir! I found this bag under the mattress with money inside."
My dad grabbed my arms tightly as he dragged me behind him in a humiliating manner out of the tent, coinciding with a gloating smile on Maria's face.
My dad shouted forcefully, "There are laws that have been put in place since ancient times that criminalize theft in our pack, and everyone is aware of them. And I will not tolerate their application, even if the thief is my daughter."
I looked at my mother, begging her to intervene, but she hung her head down in shame. Even my friend Nikolai did not dare to oppose the leader. I turned my gaze to my father and begged him, Please, Father, believe me. I did not do this. I am not a thief. Why should I do this when I am the daughter of Commander Wilson?
He shouted angrily. "Shut up, you thief; I don't want to hear your voice again."
He said this while slapping me in the face with his broad palm. Then he issued an order to the guards, saying, "Throw her in prison."
Ah!!I hated the darkness and the cold nights, as well as those lonely walls around me, sitting in a lonely basement, and this is my damn prison. I plunged into the vortex of thoughts as I remembered what I experienced during my two years of isolation after being falsely convicted and accused of theft.My first days here seemed like eons of torture, beatings, and deprivation, with my body torn with a whip and my hands tied with iron handcuffs.I sit alone in one corner of that cell where I was thrown without trial, as if they were waiting for such a fabricated event.My body became so thin from hunger that my bones protruded from under my skin.All I was eating, one meal over two or three days, wasn't enough to silence my guts, which were shrinking in pain. The guard was late in supplying me with food, and my life was hanging by a thin line.What life is this?! I only have a lean body and an exhausted soul.My eyes no longer shed tears. Perhaps it's because I've become accustomed to i
I took a step back, and I was preparing to escape as if this were my destiny.I trembled momentarily when I found him right in front of me, contemplating me with rude glances, which made the heat run through my veins. He asked me in a deep tone of voice that penetrated deep down, "What's your name, beautiful?"I stared at him for a moment, then unleashed my legs and sped as fast as I could, sneaking among passersby until I reached the exits of the village.When I caught my breath, I felt a hand muzzle my mouth and a strong arm around my waist, and its owner glued my body to him. He stepped back, holding me with one arm effortlessly, despite my resistance to him.I poked him with my elbow next to his ribs strongly, but he did not seem to be affected. As the amusement loomed in his eyes, he whispered in a hoarse voice, "You didn't answer my question?"He lifted his gagged hand from my mouth, reinforced my body's restraint on him, poked his nose into my neck, took a long breath, and held
"Damn! She never stops talking!" I said it angrily.Red, my foolish wolf, replied, "Stubborn, but her curves are amazing! Ah, I long to touch her, Alex!"I rolled my eyes and said with disgust, "Shut up, you idiot! Who do you want to love? She's a renegade. Have you forgotten what I got myself into with Ramon, the leader of Artemis' pack?"Red scoffed, "Really?! Then why did you bring her here?!"I hesitated, struggling to find a convincing response. I cast a quick glance at her as I bent my right knee and leaned against the edge of the bed, cradling her limp body in my arms after being forced to silence her by force.I recalled the frown on her face when our foreheads collided. Despite trying to be merciful in my blow, a wave of guilt washed over me. Before I could utter a word, Red spoke again, his mockery unmistakable. Through the link between us.Damn it! What are you thinking, Alex? Are you trying to justify your actions? Do you think your lies will deceive me?The only fool here
I dropped a bomb in their presence in the shape of an order, but inside me, I am waiting for Sophia's reaction, and the truth is that I did not worry much about whether Hela would accept such a situation as that or not.My mate yelled stubbornly, just as I anticipated. "What's up, you? Who informed you that I want to be one of your women?! I am going; don't try to stop me."My senses were overwhelmed with many mixed emotions, including wrath. Impressive. Despite her filthy language, she looks as sweet as fresh strawberries.I ignored her and looked away from her, and Hela gave me an inquisitive glance. She didn't show any reaction. She then spoke to me warily, as opposed to the furious Sophia."How can you say that?! How can you compare me to such a scum, Hela, the daughter of the Holy Pack's leader?!" Then Hela looked contemptuously at Sophia.I exhaled slowly, wiping my face with both palms, in preparation for a devastating explosion.And before giving any reaction, I heard the soun
cursed, if he thinks I'll accept being imprisoned again, I was stranded, and I found no escape but to jump through the window. I know that the hardship of my escape this time will not be compared to the previous one.As I expected, when I looked behind me as my feet touched the grass of his palace garden, I found Jack following me, and his strong voice shouted an order."Hey!! You are?! Stop, do you think you can escape from here?!"I didn't turn to him, and I continued on my way to dodge him, running among the trees, speeding. I heard the annoying sound of a beep. The guards came out after it was released and crawled towards me from all sides.And to complete my tragedy, when I heard the voice of the neighing of a horse, topped by the hateful Alexander, winking at him with the soles of his foot. The horse set off towards me, answering his owner.I stopped for a while, closed my eyelids nervously, and squeezed them. I am trying to find a solution to this dilemma.I raised my head to t
After this giant creature vented his anger, he approached me leisurely، I think he enjoyed seeing the panic clearly on my face.And before he got to where I stood, the color of his scales began to fade, and his size gradually shrank until this hideous dragon turned into a human in a picturesque shape.Ah!!He is very handsome, with dark brown hair, green eyes, and a trimmed beard, dressed as a fighter.But why did his facial features look harsh?! His deep eyes were staring at me with a denunciation that he didn't hide!! He said, "What fool are you?! What makes a girl like you wander in such a terrifying forest?!And who were those who were lurking in you?! What did you do to get all these crowds attacking you?!"I tried to stand, but my foot hurt hard. I know I will be healing soon. Wolves, like us, recuperate from wounds fast.Suddenly, I felt nauseous, and my intestines began to shrink. And I stagger like a drunk, and I'm about to vomit. And suddenly, there was no vision. Before I f
"I know everything about them, dear. Is something wrong?" He looked at me carefully, with a slight smile on his lips, and he added in a sarcastic tone.I swallowed my saliva, lowered my head, and I twisted a strand of my hair around my finger to relieve the stress. Then I whispered in a low voice, "Do you know everything about the two packs and who I am?”I raised my eyes and stared at him. I saw a smile on his face, and then he said, "I didn't know at first, but now I know everything about you."I repeated curiously, "Everything?!"He looked at me with expert eyes and said arrogantly, "And who knows more about you than me? My beauty, you are Wilson's daughter and Alexander's mate."I saw the gloating in his eyes, and he added cheerfully, "I wish I had been there when he found out his mate was a rogue; I missed a lot."I heard Alora whispering to me, "I think, like you said, he reads thoughts.""Well done, Alora; you two are strong in observation، That's one of my many powers." He add
Despite what happened between me and Alexander, and the hateful one he married, and the trust I gained from my clash with them, I wasn't a weak opponent for both.On the contrary, I am a strong counterpart to them, but when I heard the news of his arrival, my body involuntarily trembled, I felt frost seeping into my veins, and I couldn't say even a word.Dragon continued, he said steadfastly and confidently,"Calm down, honey; you'll stay with me, and he won't take you out of here against your will."I replied, in an attempt to stop a conflict, the end of which would be horrible, "I don't want you to have a fight because of me; you're a good person, and I don't want to cause you any ill."Dragon smiled sarcastically, saying, "Don't be smart with me in speech, Sophia; did you miss him after all he did to you?"I muttered, stuttering, running away from his gaze penetrating my thoughts."I'm not dodging, Dragon; it's just that I..."He interrupted me, saying in disbelief, "Don't make exc