“Rise and shine, my dear!” My body shifted aggressively when I woke up from my deep sleep. I have been starving for days, and I had no idea that my body could still function. My wolf's strength, however, did not last long as I ended up on the ground a few seconds later. The hunger was taking a toll on my body and I could barely see my surroundings. My stomach has been rumbling for a long time, and I don’t even remember the days that passed by since I just spent most of them sleeping. I pick up a sound coming from the bars of my cage opening. Soon, I hear Max sitting before me in a crouching position while he strokes my head. “That’s a good girl.” He sounds so pleased, knowing that I no longer have any strength to move or fight him. Something smells good. There’s no mistake that it’s meat. “Smell that? I brought you something good to eat. I think six days is enough punishment for you. I wouldn’t want you to die.” Max pulls me to his lap. Eveything ache. I feel like my stomach is eat
Seeing Ajax is like a dream and a nightmare.What is he doing here? Is he here to make sure that I don’t return to the humans or does he want to make sure that I keep the werewolves’s secret?Looking at Ajax, I just feel more and more conflicted. He is on his knees, seemingly at a loss for words, and he looks like he might burst into tears at any moment. He looks exhausted and it seems like he has lost some weight. His long hair is no longer tied and falls like curtains over his shoulder and face. Dare I say it, but he looks horrible right now. What happened to him? “Belle,” He tries to reach through the bars towards one of my front paws, but I quickly withdraw them away from his hand. I could not help it. It was an instinctive reaction. Just seeing him reminded me of the betrayal. I am still unsure of whether Ajax is part of that plan. For me, trusting anyone is hard right now. Even looking at him is hard enough as it is. “I’m so sorry.” He sounds so defeated. I wish that I could
I feel feverish. My body feels so heavy and my brain appears to be clouded. I opened my eyes when I caught a scent of something being cooked. The flickering of flames catches my ears, making me decide to crack my eyes open. There I see Ajax in his human form cooking something under an open flame. Upon seeing him, I start to remember the events that occurred before passing out. Ajax came to the pack and killed Max. For a moment, I thought that I had dreamt it all, but after seeing him, it is all coming back to me. I start to look around us and realize that we are in a cave. My other senses are starting to return, allowing me to feel the pain all over my body, making me let out a short whimper. Ajax perks up when he hears me. He is fully clothed with gray jogger pants and a black shirt. He is barefooted when he comes and kneels before me. “Thank goodness you woke up.” He sounds extremely relieved while carefully brushing a hand on my face. He looks disheveled, with his hair loose
Hearing Ajax offer me a position in his pack almost made me believe that the alpha of the werewolves was crazy. Surely he must have thought about what the other members of his pack would think, right? There will be trouble if word gets out about it. I know about Indigo having a huge problem having me in the pack so I am almost certain that there would be others who wouldn’t want me there either. Ajax left earlier and told me that I could stay in the cave for as long as I wanted. He said that he would drop by from time to time just to check up on me. I know that it is only a facade to ask me to think about his job offer. I could have said no right then, but he left in a hurry. Something tells me that he did it on purpose because he knows that I am going to decline it right away. Leaving right away did occur to me, but as I am now, I don’t have a destination in mind. I am sure the Lycans would make me their top target and suspect in the murder of their heir. To say the least, this
He wants to help me? I don’t believe him. How could I when he was the one who sold me off?! I wasn’t this angry seeing him, but now I am furious. My hackles raise and I begin to growl ferociously in aggression. I am not confident about my strength, but I will fight him if I need to. Indigo seems surprised. I bet he never thought that someone would be this mad at him after offering his help. “Belle, I am not here to hurt you. Please, trust me.” Now he was going too far. Trust him, he says. If I could laugh, I would, but I have had enough of his nonsense for now. I start to move towards him, keeping myself low on the ground and growling. He needs to leave. “Please, listen. You can’t help his majesty if—” I snarl, cutting him off, and I begin to run to chase him. I thought that he would retaliate and attack me, but he just stumbles when trying to move back. I pause where I am, wondering why he is acting strange and not even trying to fight back. He looks like a sitting duck with
I was left to ponder over my thoughts the very next day. My thoughts are swirling inside my head that I barely got any sleep since Ajax left last night after dinner. I am anxious. I don’t know what the lycans could be doing, which is making me think about the worst. It could be that they are trying to look for me to take revenge on what happened to Max. I am certain that the alpha is thinking about it. I want to know more, but I don’t think that Ajax would tell me anything even if I were to ask. This only leaves me to think of one thing—I need to go to someone who can tell me what’s really happening. Unfortunately, that person is someone that I don’t want to mingle with. I am certain that he must have known about what’s happening back in the human territory based on what he told me before. Heading back to the spot where I last saw him, I started to feel my legs shaking. I detest coming here and seeing his face. In fact, I almost feel relieved that I cannot see him. I almost feel
Once upon a time—a long time ago—the idea of having Indigo as a mentor in my training would have been such a privilege for me. He trained Ajax, which made him the hunter and leader that he is today. Just imagining such a person teaching me sounded like a dream to me before, but now that it is happening, I couldn’t be the least bit excited—for very obvious reasons. Why am I being forced to meditate!? We’re currently in the middle of the forest on top of the highest mountain, where Indigo makes me sit under the shade of one of the great trees. It’s a quiet place that is perfect for peace or for sleeping. “Belle, concentrate. I said to meditate, not to sleep!” The one reason why I am tolerating Indigo speaking and raising his voice at me is because I still believe in him to give me some proper training. I pry my eyes open and let out a long, whining yawn. Any more meditating and I am going to sleep. In fact, it is so relaxing that I might hibernate here. My front legs are threaten
Indigo has no opening at all. No matter how much I try to outmanoeuvre him or use my agility, there’s just no way for me to strike up a single scratch. I meant no offense to him, but how can a man as old as he is be so agile and flexible? It’s been like this for two days. I am surprised at myself that I didn’t throw the towel already. I tumbled on the ground after receiving a kick to my side. It wasn’t a heavy blow, but it had enough force to just nudge me aside. Indigo lets out a chuckle, not bothering to hide the fact that he was enjoying toying with me throughout our training. “You’re still relying heavily on your wolf instincts. It’s too easy to read when you’re a werewolf.” He dusts his hands with the white fur from his fists that he used to punch me a while back. I grunt and sit on the ground, glaring at him. I’m not that smart of a person; I know that, so it’s no surprise that I am accustomed to using my wolf mostly for battle. “Is that it for today?” Indigo taunts. “