In an empty meadow, the ground beneath me covered in grass, I found myself surrounded by emptiness. The only noticeable thing was a large tree at the center, standing alone in the meadow. In the sky above, there was no moon or sun in sight, yet, the sky was as clear as day.An unsettling chill cut through the air, causing my body to shudder. Amidst the wind, there was a faint whisper that lingered in the air around me. At first, I thought I had imagined it, but then the voice came again, grazing my ear and whispering a single word;Come.I couldn't place the gender of the voice but it still delivered the message. When the whisper echoed through the air once more, the wind seemed to carry those words till it landed on the tree.Drawn by the voice’s invitation, I focused on the tree, taking in its great appearance. It had to be the largest tree I had ever seen, with its thick bark and branches that seemed to extend farther the more I looked at it. Its green vines swayed from its limbs,
After a night of barely enough sleep, I woke up the next morning feeling utterly drained. I dreaded training today but I managed to get myself prepared. Heading to the training ground, Praya approached me. There was concern etched on her features when she saw my tired state.“You look like you barely got enough sleep,” she said, her gaze not missing any single detail.“Do I look that bad?” I asked as we did our morning warm-ups.She examined me carefully, “Err— not bad,” I yawned, “I’m so tired today.”“What happened though? Rough night with Devyn?” a cunning smirk crept on her face as she stretched her legs and knees. I felt warmth creep up my cheeks when I understood what she meant.“Gosh, no!” I shrieked and she chuckled.Though I wondered what a rough night with Devyn would be. I shoved away the thoughts, ashamed that I had even thought about it.“It was just a nightmare,” I mumbled, shuddering when images from the dream flashed through my mind. I shook my head as if to dispel t
There was a time, back when I was just a kid, I had a very bad encounter with dogs. Mrs Benson was a nice old lady, who lived alone with her three Doberman dogs. She always came to visit, and when she did, she always had an apple pie in her hand.She made absolutely the best apple pie.I would be by the door, impatiently waiting for her, and the moment she walked in, I would yank the pie out of her hands, and dash to the kitchen, yelling ‘Dad, Dad, Mrs Benson is here with the Apple pie.’She normally took her three dogs on a walk down the street every evening. She had a single leash, that extended into three places and hooked them. One particular day, she hadn't come with the apple pie and I was furious. I think I grew an addiction to her pie, because when she didn’t show up with it, how I felt was comparable to a drug addict who had their drugs taken away from them.The moment I saw her from the window, I dashed out of the house. My dad had been in the bathroom so he wouldn't have be
DEVYN’S POVI was informed by the elders who dwelled at the Sacred Burial Grove that someone had died. Killed evidently.The most tragic part of it all was that it was a child. The mother had gone out to search for her son when he’d gone out to play with his friends but didn't come back. That’s when she found his corpse. Death was a normal circumstance, even for we werewolves who couldn't die from common injuries and sicknesses. But death like this was far from common, and that left me feeling uneasy.‘What is the situation over there?’ I sent a telepathic message to Liam who responded almost immediately.‘It’s worse than I thought, like nothing I’ve ever seen.’Not sure of what to expect, I braced myself for the worst. Wilona couldn't tag along since she was occupied with Gina’s training, leaving only me and Liam for the task. The burial grove was on a sacred site, positioned not so far away from the sanctuary. It was designed that way to aid the journey of departed souls to parad
GINA’S POVAfter my training session with Wilona, I was too tired to head back to the training grounds to meet Praya. Instead, I went straight to the house, my legs weakened from the run, and my lungs still recovering from the strain of labored breathing. When I got back, Devyn wasn’t at the dining like I had expected him to be. I felt kind of disappointed at his absence. The sweet aroma of Lucia’s cooking hung in the air and I followed it to the kitchen. I walked into the kitchen, and greeted Lucia who stood by the stove, working her magic as always. She cast a glance at me, “How was training today?” she asked and resumed her cooking.“Great actually,” I replied as I pulled out a jug of orange juice from the fridge. “Hungry yet?”“Yes, please,” I said as I gulped down a glass of juice in a few seconds. Lately, I had the appetite of a dog. No matter how much I ate and drank, it wasn't enough, as if my stomach was an endless hollow space.I was about to leave the kitchen when I stop
Devyn barged into my room while I was still deep in sleep. Startled, I shot upright, shrieking at him while he just casually leaned on the door frame with crossed arms, like barging into my room while I slept was the most natural thing to do in the world.I made a mental note after to lock my door anytime I was in the room. Despite having no idea where we were headed yet, I still prepared for the day. I wore a long sundress that clung at the waist before gracefully flaring down.When I got downstairs. Devyn was already eating at the dining table. I joined him as we ate, and I was grateful for the silence. This time I was able to eat my meal with no disturbance. Once we were done, we proceeded on our unknown journey together. As I followed behind him, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the pleasing sight in front of me. He wore a shirt that accentuated his well-muscled body and the sleeves revealed his strong big arms. I was practically swooning over him, despite him being a jerk.
It felt like a while ago since I trained when I had just missed a day. I wish I could’ve missed more, to be honest. One of the reasons I always looked forward to coming here was actually because of Praya and nothing else. As much as I wanted to grow stronger, it was tiring when I had to do it almost every day.Praya looked all flushed up and happy when I saw her.“Someone’s in an extremely good mood today,” I said as I sat beside her. She was bent to the ground as she stretched her legs. She quickly turned her head in response to my voice.“Gina,” her face lit up as a wide grin spread across her face.“You didn’t show up yesterday. Where were you?”“Went somewhere with Devyn,” images of Devyn with the kids flashed into my mind and I felt the butterflies in my stomach.“Oh, really now?” the mischievous smirk on her face hinted at something else, and I quickly shook my head.“Remove whatever naughty thoughts you have in your head.”“But you’re blushing all over,” she smirked again, “How
DEVYN’S POVThe moment our eyes locked, her body went still. I was surprised at the sudden change in her, when few minutes ago, she was about to murder someone. Gripping her arm, I pulled her away from the woman she had been hitting. My attention shifted to the blood seeping from her chest, and when I saw the fresh deep wounds engraved in her skin, a violent surge of anger coursed through me.I looked back at the unconscious woman sprawled on the floor, her face matted in blood, that I could barely recognize her features. If I had gotten here sooner, the woman would've been probably dead by now, but Gina had beaten her up pretty bad. Witnessing Gina’s rage had shocked me to the core. I was starting to think I underestimated her. Despite her petite frame, she was undeniably strong. It wasn't just because of her physical strength of a werewolf; her stubbornness and willingness to win fueled her.I had always liked my women weaker and submissive, but Gina was the complete opposite, and