I nervously walked into the dimly lit pawn shop, the smell of musty old items and cigarettes filling my nostrils. I approached the counter where K was sitting, his beady eyes staring at me."Hey, Sherry," he said, a hint of malice in his voice. "You are finally here!"I swallowed hard, trying to calm my nerves. His shop was the dirtiest place on earth that I had seen apart from the dump yard."Hi ,K, I'm here to talk to you. Tell me what was it that you wanted to hear? I said I will be giving you back your money by... ""Ah, Sherry, good to see you too. Don't worry about the money for now. Come and have a seat. "He cut me off before I could complete. I have to admit I didn't need to meet him per se. I could have easily handed his money back the next week and blocked his contact. But I was there. In a place that made me very very uncomfortable. Why was I there? Was it to take my mind off Ryan? Or was it some sort of a rebellion because he didn't want me to come to K? What ever I nee
I was in the bus that would lead me to the train stop.That hospital Ryan sent my father to was posh. It was huge.It was located on the hilly slopes of the outskirts.The bus was running pretty fast because the roads seemed a little deserted. Probably because of the holiday season, other wise it would have been filled with school goers and office goers. When I got out of the bus, it was a little past noon. I stopped by the road side stall and had my first meal of the day. As I did, I checked my phone for calls or messages. There was none, except for a few spams and junks in my inbox. I remembered the last time I had run off to meet Sarah. He had come looking so paranoid. Why then he not bothered at all at my sudden disappearance again? Shaaaa! Why was I being so lame? I put it back in my pocket and then went ahead to get the ticket for my train. It was running late by half an hour, but that wasn't at all a concern for me. I sat beside the window and admired the beautiful landsca
I sat in the back seat of the car, my fingers nervously tapping against my thighs as the vehicle made its way through the winding roads of the mountain landscape. The scenery outside was breathtaking, with lush greenery and towering peaks stretching as far as the eye could see.The last rays of the sunlight, still lingering here and there was making it look more magical. More mysterious. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the sky exploded into a riot of colors, with hues of orange, pink, and purple blending together in a dazzling display. The mountains were now silhouetted against the sky, their dark shapes contrasting sharply with the colorful background. The chauffeur switched the lights on inside the car . " Please turn it off if your dont mind, "I said covering my eyes. My mind was elsewhere, consumed with worry for my father who lay in the hospital ahead and the after effect of what I had witnessed or dreamt up in the train. I glanced at the chauffeur, his eyes fixed on th
I was walking along this dark and eerie mountain road desperately trying to call Ryan, but every time I did it just went straight to his voicemail. The reason I had got off the car and began walking was not only because I wanted to talk to him, it was also because I was angry. He knew where I was going. It could only mean that he was tracking me. Even though I had sold my soul, practically, I never liked being controlled. That was the reason I dropped out because a couldn't allow myself to keep on doing the bullies' bidding and I didn't have the source or strength to fight them alone. I dialled again with the same result. He was probably busy f*cking that hot stripper that he had brought home. I was fuming even without being conscious with my thought. I continued walking.I could feel the frustration and anger slowly building up inside me." You stupid punk... You... You moron.... "I almost yelled at the rock that was lying on the road. I kicked it hard as it went flying somewher
My father took no time to call the All Alpha Council once again, the moment he learnt about the attack on Tristan's Pack. Midnight got a smack across her face because she had listened to me and left me behind with an unknown, injured boy, amidst all the turmoil, but I am sure she didn't mind that. I was almost eighteen and she was just a couple of years older than me. But she was like my shield, getting all the scolding on my behalf whenever I was doing something outlandish and honestly, that frequency was quite often. Poor thing but I didn't have time to feel guilty at the moment. The human boy who had just transformed was wrecking havoc on Ryan. He could have easily killed him with one sharp bite but I knew he was withholding because I asked . I had asked Ryan to subdue him without hurting him, but I didn't realize how difficult that would be."Ryan, be careful!" I shouted from the sidelines. "Don't hurt him if you can avoid it!""I'm trying my best," Ryan grunted, blocking a sw
As I, Ryan and Tristan stood in front of the All Alpha council, I couldn't help feel like we were being labelled as some partners in crime. All the eyes were over us, looking, curious, confused and may be some were judging. It had been more than ten or twenty minutes since we cleared what had happened and what all we had witnessed but after hearing all our story, none of them spoke. " Ahem...So what will be our next move? "I had to clear my throat and turn towards my father who was sitting there, equally mute. " What is the status with the messengers we sent North? "Finally one of the Alphas asked. " The messengers haven't returned. They sent us news through the owl and the hawk that they were in no way involved with what was going on. "My father cleared the standing of the Northern leader on the situation. " In that case we need to send one amongst us who is strong and get our message across to the Northern chief, louder! "Another Alpha stood up, clapping his hands over thi
Leaving their packs with their subordinates wasn't easy for either Ryan or Tristan, specially under the given circumstances. But my father reassured them and sent some of our best fighters , omegas and gammas to look after Tristan's pack. Ryan's pack didn't need help from outsiders because his Beta and Gammas were quite competent.They deserved praise for agreeing to go on a journey like this despite the circumstances. The call of the Northern lands had always fascinated me. The legends spoke of vast forests, deep caves, and towering mountains, all shrouded in mystery and danger. The three of us had left our packs and met at the designated departure spot in the outter boundary of our known territory. We had decided to avoid using horses or carriage. It was the best way to avoid unwanted attention. When I reached the spot Tristan was already there. I greeted him and unloaded my baggage, waiting for Ryan's arrival.I didn't know what his presence did to me . I was already feeling res
As I stood there, gazing at the enormous painting hung on the white wall, I was transfixed by the sight before me. The painting was of Ryan in a stunning medieval outfit, complete with a doublet and hose, his hair long and flowing down his back.He stood tall and proud, gazing out with a confident expression on his face. Behind him, was an mountainous backdrop that looked ancient as well. It stretched out, with rolling hills and misty mountains in the distance. The colors were rich and vibrant, with deep blues and greens that seem to come alive under the soft light.As I looked closer, I noticed the intricate details in the painting. The folds of Ryan's clothing were meticulously rendered, with each crease and fold captured in perfect detail. His shaft glinted in the light. Was it the light of the sun or the moon? Because the backdrop was vivid and clear but the orb in the sky looked white and luminous at the corner of the sky.An interesting painting indeed. I was so engrossed in ob