VeraI lay sprawled on the floor of my room in pain. I had washed my face and gotten rid of the mess, but my eyes were still sore. They hurt so bad that I could hardly keep them open or close. Apart from my eyes, my body ached badly and my heart bled. Seeing Blake and Laura together broke my heart into a million pieces. The memory of my rejection and scorn replayed in my head, it hurt like it was just happening. Tears flowed freely down my eyes, and I regretted my decision to appear at the hall. I wanted to impress someone but I got battered instead, I should have remained in my room. If I had stayed in my room, I would have avoided the heartbreak.As I dozed into oblivion I overheard the maids' gossip. It seemed that the meeting didn't end well and I wondered what could have gone wrong.I was already asleep when my door flung open. Before I could open my eyes, two strong arms grabbed my shoulders. They jerked me off the floor and began to drag me out.My sleepiness vanished and I b

VeraWalking out of the office, I met Pete, she was waiting by the door. Without blinking or greeting, I brushed past her, storming away like a wind."I told you to leave already," Pete yelled."Tell that to your brother who summoned me to resume!" I gritted and walked away without another glance at her.My destination was unclear and I just kept walking. All that I read in the letters was visible in my head as I walked. I began to doubt my father. I tried to think down memory lane, trying to remember if I had any suspicion about him, but it was all blank, there was nothing. He was a trustworthy and loyal servant to Alpha Simpson. The only thing that stood out was his excessive worries about the instability of the pack which was caused by Alpha Simpson's capabilities. My Father usually discussed the susceptibility of the pack to various attacks with my mother. A man of such concern cannot betray his pack.They were all fabricated! There is no way my father will do all of that! I yel

VeraI thought I had seen it all. What the heck is he planning to do with me again? At this rate, I might just drop dead. I stopped in my tracks and turned around with trepidation. Hands folded behind, head buried in pain. I took baby steps towards him.I stood in front of him but he didn't give me any attention nor did he say anything. I remained on my feet, hurting badly. My lips began to swell and blood drained slowly from my cuts, staining the floor.Is this another way he wanted to punish me? I wish I could look straight into his eyes and tell him how I feel.I was feeling weak but I remained on my feet waiting for the next order. I was feeling it, I knew that I could slum at any time, but I wanted to see how far I could go. I will see this to the end.Suddenly, the door opened behind me and a familiar voice boomed into my ears."Your Highness. Dr Fred Dante reporting in your presence," the intruder said and I froze. I had felt his scent before he spoke up.Fred walked past me a

Vera"I am sorry… I can't do…" I slurred but the man grabbed my arm and with an enormous force, he flung me away. I landed a few distance from him and within a twinkle of an eye he was standing before me again."You are sorry because you can't do it? Don't you get it? You don't have a choice here!" The man yelled. He dragged me up again and glared ferociously into my eyes. I knew there was no second chance for me.A rattling noise filled the air. Within a twinkle of an eye, it graduated from a low noise to a loud noise. The man began to shift. I was about to be gored by an angry wolf. I felt an adrenaline rush in my blood, it drowned my weakness for a moment and my energy spiked like liquid hot lava.Either in my human form or wolf form, I didn't stand a chance against him. So I didn't care to shift. I just stood there with his minions closing in on me. Their swords were set before them and I wondered why they were doing this. Just one of them could snap my neck and it would be over.

Vera"Just take it cool with yourself. It's a miracle that you are standing on your feet already," Killan warned as I flung my swords without direction. It's been a few days since I had come around and I was going crazy because I had lost my moves. Killan and Fred complained that I was pushing myself too hard but I just couldn't take it. The wounds I had on my arms were almost healed up but they made it difficult to wield a sword and they wanted me to just sit, lazing around."They won't just get better, I have to train with them," I fired back as usual and I was surprised that Killan responded. He had never responded before."You are over-exerting them. Do you think that is rehabilitation? Nah! You could cause more harm than good.""Really? You should have told me earlier," I mouthed and dropped the swords fearfully. Killan chuckled and I charged at him."If you are lying to me, I will kill you," I yelled, aiming to punch him."You are still exerting your arm, stubborn chick," he ca