SCAR'S POV (CONTINUATION)
"Come,let's go check it out." Janny lace her hand with mine, dragging me to the crowd.
"Uhh....I don't think so." I grunt in refusal. The pack members and I maybe getting pretty on good terms recently but that doesn't means they like me.
Getting stabbed in the middle of the crowd is literally not the best way for me to die.
"What's going on here?" Amelia growls silence every single voice till I can hear nothing more that my own rough breath.
Wait am I the only one breathing here?
"I won't ask again." Amelia growls once more. Janny at her side with a cold expression.
They both loo
SCAR'S POV (CONTINUATION.) "I still am against this idea." Amelia groans and I ignore her turning to the warriors already gathered my attention mainly focused on the man with the scar. "The warriors have been divided into two, like you said. One part for rescueing the old and weak and the other for defence." He bows for the millionth time. "Good." I breath through my mouth.
SCAR'S POV(CONTINUATION.)"Amelia." I call running to the widow. Some of our pack members are already gathered below. They all seem unable to enter the fire or even bear the evolving smoke.Weird."Here."I throw one of end of the rope down. "Pull when I ask you to.""Luna Scarlet please come out of the fire." Janny yells in alert, while others try to hold a blood rage Amelia from entering into the fire."I can't.""Luna....""I will be out as soon as I save them." I purse my lip into a
SCAR'S POV. "How is she doing doctor." I hear Austen's voice followed by another familiar voice. "I don't really know Alpha. She is showing an entirely different symptoms you can the others who where in the fire." The same situation...over and over again. It just shows am still not strong enough. Sucking in a large amount of air, I slowly pry my eyes open No pain. I feel okay. Very normal. I don't know if I should be scared or happy about it. Huh...what happened? "She's awake. Austen she is awake." It's a female voice unlike the first ones I heard before. The only one person who dares to call Austen by his name.....Amelia. An arm sneaks under my wa
SCAR'S POV.Huh....what happened?I rub on my eyes pushing the heavy blanket off me. Did I lose conscious again? I am sure I was fine some seconds before it happened.Is something going on with me? Am I sick?NO, YOU ARE NOT.Right. I am okay.... Derek said I was fine...I can't die....I mean not now.DONT WORRY, YOU WONT BE DYING ANYTIME SOON BABY GIRL.I hope so. I have a life of to lead and a promise to keep.And....wait....wait a minute....that wasn't me. I don go here no of those words just now.OF COURSE NOT,ITS ME.Me...? Wait who is the this me. Who are you? What am I even doing talking to myself. I must be hearing things. I am definitely going l
"Again." Red growls. I once again adjust to the darkness, taking a deep breath, I let my ears do the work. THIS IS SO FUN. You call this fun. Trying to dodge incoming arrows when blind folded is fun. CHILL OUT BABY GIRL, IS NOT LIKE THEY CAN HIT US. I swing to the right at a loud sharp sound, throwing myself to the ground. I can hear every single sound loud and clear, from her pulling the string of the arrow and the force of pulling and releasing it into the air. The flapping of the wings of a butterfly hovering on top of a flower....and then footsteps.... someone running. I instinctly take off the blindfold, catching an incoming arrow between two fingers. GOT YAH.
SCAR'S POV. Mate. I feel my blood boil, but the fire isn't really coming from me,it's like it's been channelled into me from space. KIll HER. CHOP HER. DICE HER. HOW DARE SHE TOUCH MATE. AND WHY THE FUCK IS HE SMILLING? Yes, why the fuck is he smiling. I forcefully pocket my phone, the last thing on my mind is if it cracked or not. THAT BITCH. Getting to them, I drag Austen by his sleeve, throwing him a glare. "Let's go." "Uh ....." He looks down at me in surprise. His peering eyes helped in calming the anger which rise again the moment she opened her mouth. "What about the tickets sir." Her eyelashes beat against her skin flirtatio
SCAR'S POV. "Breakfast ready." Deborah calls from the kitchen. "Yah....am so hungry." Ana groans. "We are all done already." I pat on her hair putting back her assignments in her school bag. "High-five." Ana grins stretching out her hand which I glady clap with mine. It's like our own way of conveying feelings. "Come over Ana, Luna." Deborah comes again. "We are coming." Ana yells then takes my hand dragging me to the kitchen. To be sincere that kid has one hell of a strength. Taking a sit, I look round the table. Food. Delicious food. Austen left a little bit earlier than normal today. Everyone is busy making plans for the meeting, which is tomorrow. And as the
SCAR'S POV. "Pass the ball you idiot, pass the ball." Amelia yells at Janny, who looses the ball to Ken in a few seconds. Janny glares at her in return. "If you think it's really pretty that easy, why aren't you playing yourself." "Quit arguing and focus on the ball." I grit, acquiring the ball from joseph' possession I pass it over to my nearest team member. "Dean." Quickly gaining the ball, Dean advances to the enemy's territory, breaking through the defenses, he finally gets one on one to the keeper. The air grows thick, the moment plays in a slow motion as his leg strikes the ball, the keeper (Elijah) dives out of the post to catch the ball but to all our surprise instead of going in the direction of the post, the ball moves to the side, then goes int