Marsai's POV We exited the tent and stepped outside. A teenage boy came towards us with a cup filled with water and a small bowl of milk. He gave it to Grace and then gave me a once-over. Curiosity shone clear in his orbs. I was sure it was because he could tell I wasn't from around here so he left gingerly, joining a group of kids that resembled his age range. “That's Ace. He is 12, yet he practices magic spells twice his age. His parents died when he was four from the witch hunt attack by delusional humans…” Grace told me as she handed the cup of water over to me. A lot of questions filled up my head. One was, why was she telling me all of this? Two, did I need to know that piece of information and why was it important? But all of that could wait. I had water to drink from a cup I knew was not gonna be enough and milk from a bowl or the fact that I didn't need to wear any sandals because there was a soft moss carpet that ran through the entire area around me. The entire place f
Marsai's POV “Are you ready to see our leader now?” Grace asked. Her hands folded elegantly in front of her, her expression once again, very stoic that it brought down the temperature around me. I nodded because my tongue felt like it was glued to the roof of my mouth. I took in the scenery around me, the white light and the distant crack in the bonfire who's glow could be spotted from here. If this was my last night here, I would definitely not regret this moment. “This way…” she ushered me up front first before joining me by my side. We walked in silence.I used my Hunter prey technique but I realized that Grace's foot never made a sound as we walked. “It's the moss.” Grace chuckled, shaking her head side to side. “What?” I asked her, feeling even more confused.“You were wondering why our feet weren't making any noise. Well, it is the moss. They are said to be great sound shock absorbers.”I would be lying if I said that I heard every word she said, all I kept wondering was
Marsai's POV “Because You think loudly with your body...Just like Namilla.” He mentioned, staring me straight in the eye. “I never knew Namilla on a personal level, she was good to me and she taught me to see the good in everyone regardless of the evil in the world.” I replied without stuttering. All of these things were true. When my father rescued Namilla even against the wishes of his fellow comrades, he brought her back not just to the infirmary but to the private infirmary that was unique to the Alpha quarters. I was only but a child, so I had no idea who she was, or why the maids and doctors walked on eggshells when they were around her. It was said to be the first time anyone from my Pack has seen a real-life witch aside from all of the folktales we were told about the other creatures of the Dark around us. I decided to personally spend time with Namilla. At first, she was grungy and wouldn't say a word for an entire day while I would tell her all the details of my play d
Marsai's POV “Yes, child. To be specific, it is coming from inside of you.” He pointed to my belle. I stared at my own goddamn stomach. It looked just fine to me from the layers of clothes I was wearing. Then I looked back at him. There was nothing to say or do than to stare at each other for quite some time. I sighed and slouched my back, tired of the repetitive problems that kept coming after me. Everyone just did what they wanted to do to me without caring for the consequences. Why? Was it because I was too available or my heart was good to a fault? “Why is this happening to me..” I almost choked from the lump of tears that slipped down my right cheek. Why was it that I just had to be crowned with the edge of bad timing? Once again, there was no one to blame but Fenrir. In a flip second, Imon was up on his feet, sitting next to me. A comforting hand rubbed gently against my back as I felt him lower his head closer to my ears. “Don't be sad, child. You should feel honored.
MarsaiI frown in displeasure as I look at my reflection in the mirror. I couldn't recognize the breathtaking girl who was staring back at me. She looked beautiful, confident, and oozing with sexual appeal, unlike who I thought I was.“…girl, you are having the best 18th birthday ever!” I heard someone shriek behind me. I didn't have to turn to know it was Elena. My best friend's twin sister.For a split second, I thought she was about to bring up another one of her ridiculous ideas for my birthday party until I saw her gawking at my dress with a mischievous look on her face.“That dress is a bomb!” She whistled, nodding her head as she further examined the black gown I was putting on. It was a corset gown with a split by the side. I tugged the corset to adjust the cup, but I still couldn't shake off the anxiety that my breasts could spill out at any time.“It’s too revealing, I'm no prostitute.” I sighed, administering my displeasure with the expensive black gown that my father had
Fenrir It started as a dull ache at the back of my head then it grew into sirens that rang in my ears, jolting me awake. Everything hurts my back, my head….oh, my head.The scenery before me was as white and clear. Slowly I realized I was in a forest, covered in layers of snow. I was cold, I was hurt. But most importantly, I was confused. I had no idea how exactly I got to the forest, what I was doing sitting on a snowy ground with no clothes, or where I came from. “Where exactly am I? What happened to me?” I groaned as I tried to pick myself up from the ground, but I was immediately blinded by the light that was illuminating everywhere. I looked up to see the bright Full Moon, it was dazzling. In fact, I had never seen the Moon shine so brightly. I wanted to appreciate it a little, but I was not in the right state of mind. I heaved a deep breath as I pushed myself painfully to lean on the bark of a tree, “you can do this, Fenrir.” Yeah, I could do this. I could…. wait, what di
It was her. Where?Finally, the intense urge that fueled my insatiable thirst subsided, and a sense of calm washed over me. The transformative process began, with my elongated canines retracting and the abundance of fur gradually receding from my body. My bones cracked and realigned themselves, allowing me to once again stand on two feet. And just as I regained my composure, that's when she entered the room, captivating my attention.“My wild rose,”Her hair was just like I remembered, a vivid shade of red, though it looked redder, flowed gracefully behind her. The night accentuated the glow of her skin, adding to her ethereal beauty. As I took two steps towards her, her hazel eyes scanned the room. Suddenly, her gaze locked onto something that startled her, causing her to gasp and scream in shock.Her piercing scream reverberated through my ears, causing me to clench my teeth in discomfort. With keen observation, I witnessed a transformation in her once radiant expression. The capti
Marsai “What have I done? Marsai, what misery have you brought upon yourself?”If only I had known, I wouldn't have saved this monster. I would have reported him to my father right away! This was all my fault. If only I had been smart enough… if only I had been obedient...if only I had stayed at home… But there is no room for 'ifs' anymore. The deed has been done and now I'm left to live in regrets of what I had done…or what I could have done. It was a bizarre sensation, an overwhelming urge to both laugh and scream at the same time. Though screaming was difficult with my hoarse throat, I wanted to laugh at my immediate misfortune and scream at my own foolishness. Look at me, wasn't it enough that I was mateless? Already doomed to be lonely for the rest of my life, now, I'm not only mateless, I'm now an orphan.An orphan at the mercy of this deranged werewolf. An orphan who had played a part in her parent's death! “Are you happy now, universe? Have you cursed me enough to your s