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 injustice and am becoming stronger.
Torture is no longer my obsession, because it seemed to me like a friend on cold nights.
I learned to endure their sadistic ways of torture.
As I was distracted by my painful memories, I heard a faint voice calling me from outside the cell.
I smiled miserably. Who could it be?
Surely he's Nikolai.
I stood up weakly, dragged my feet towards the cellar gate, and looked out from between the iron bars, and I saw him looking around as if he had just killed someone.
He's the only one who used to visit me every now and then. He always asked how I was and what I lacked, and without him, I would have ended my life with my own hands.
It was the hope that made me endure all this torment.
Nikolai approached the iron door of the cell. He leaned slightly and whispered in my ear, "Listen to me carefully; I have a plan to escape from here.
The commander went out on an expedition, taking with him a large number of members of the pack, and there was only one guard outside. Are you ready to escape?"
I looked at him eagerly and replied excitedly, "Of course, I'm ready."
"Well, here's what I'm going to do..."
Less than an hour passed, and Nikolai began to carry out his plan, Maybe placing something into the meal of the guard.
After a few seconds, I heard the sound of someone falling to the ground, coinciding with the creaking of the hinges of the old cell door. When he opened it, Nikolai turned to look behind him, urging me with a gesture of his hand to move outside.
I flinched when some garment was put on my body; it was loose with a hood, something akin to a witch's cloak, and he said, "Don't take this purdah off until you get away from here, and you're safe."
I gestured obediently to him, and we sneaked in the dusk of the night until we were out of sight of the few guards who kept guarding the pack camp on the mountain in the absence of their leader.
After a long distance of running around, avoiding the Lord so that no one would spot us, Nikolai stopped, and we were both panting with intermittent breaths.
Then he said, "Sophia, you are free now. Get as far away as you can, and don't look back."
I nodded to him in the affirmative, and as a strong wind blew from the east, I confined that cloak and my worn dress below to the middle of my thigh, and that tattoo that Nikolai glimpsed appeared.
He asked me suspiciously, "That's peculiar!! Where did you get something like that?!"
I answered his question with another, "What do you mean?!"
He did not answer me with words but raised his left and tore his garment from the top of his right shoulder, and a tattoo similar to mine occupied his arm.
To the astonishment of both of us, neither of us had an explanation nor time to find a solution to this mystery, as the sound of the trumpet was loud as a sign of the approach of those who had traveled to explore.
I hugged Nikolai tightly, thanked him from the bottom of my heart, stayed in his arms for as long as possible, shed tears, and the thought that I would never see him again made me want to cling to him and beg him not to; he is my only refuge.
I ran into the unknown with a heart that had faded from its dictionary meaning of fear.
After a few weeks, as I moved from place to place, running away, I started feeling tired and exhausted.
I used to spend the night in the wilderness or in abandoned houses.
I sneak into any of the village markets I used to pass by to buy what I eat. Sleep abandoned me. If I fell asleep, I would rise from my bed in panic whenever I had a dream that I fell into their hands again.
I spent a lot of days and nights escaping, and in the evening, as I walked around adrift, On the far horizon, I noticed a flare of light.
I followed the light with an exhausted body. And I found myself in the middle of a noisy village, and I knew from the conversations of passersby that there was a wonderful event today, everyone celebrating the marriage of the leader of their pack.
The choir plays flowery melodies on the side of the road, and there are wooden planks stacked on the ground like a dance floor in the middle of the village market. Everyone was happy, and the celebration was full of joy.
I gasped in surprise as someone grabbed my wrist and pulled me with him to the dance space, and despite my exhaustion, I found myself harmonizing with the atmosphere as I followed my strange partner and imitated his steps.
Some time passed, and then I continued walking through the crowd. As I walked around, I felt very hungry. I haven't eaten for more than three nights because my money has run out.
I walked among the people, and my sights fixed on the bread offered in front of a vendor. The bread was fresh and golden, smelling delicious.
The salesman was busy talking to a customer, so he didn't pay attention to me. I quickly stretched out my hand and, surreptitiously, took a piece of bread. Then I walked away, without anyone noticing me.
I know what I did was wrong, but I had no choice. Hunger is a breaker.
I felt sorry for myself because I eventually became a thief. A charge was falsely attached to me in the past, but now I am what they claimed.
A wry smile ran over my lips as I nibbled on the first piece of bread, and my eyes watched everything around me with fascination. The people of this village are very different from our pack; they are safe, and their faces radiate life.
I exhaled when I felt someone was watching me. My footsteps stopped, and I looked around looking for this person until my eyes fell on him. He stared at me deeply, which made me feel confused.
A profane curse came out from between my lips, and when that smell crept into my lungs, as soon as I picked it up, I recognized its owner.
Yes, he's Alpha Alexander, and I'm the one who came here. I'm now in their pack; Rogue is in the red moon pack.
Without will, I closed my eyes, inhaling as much air as possible, loaded with its smell.
And then incomprehensible words came from my wolf, Alora. I understood only one word from her.
"mate".
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
I felt the fire of jealousy erupt inside me when I saw this fool Dragon close to her.Rid increased my anger when he whispered to me, He wants you to be grateful to him because he saved her from the hands of rogues?! On the basis that we would have let her fall into the grip of rogues?! Now he claims magnanimity!!Since when did he know the meaning of magnanimity?! That hatefulness is more heinous than rogues. He did not leave a faction without making enmity with him!!How malicious and dirty he is!!Now he is wearing the robe of nobility and pretending to have high morals!! He is a playful pervert, wanting to pull the rug from the bottom of your feet, Alex.I choked while saying, "I'm not going to let what happened pass easily, do you see her?! She challenges me."Rid resentfully, "Damned!! I can't stand it, I can't imagine him looking at Sophia with his rude eyes. Damn, this bastard has looked at what is ours!! To our comrade Alex!! "The voice of our mate's wolf hacked our thoughts