Thalia waited for Cruz to turn around, once she was sure that he was engrossed with her mother’s corpse and the stupid pentagram thingy, she flicked the pocket knife in her hand. Her gut was burning like someone has doused sulphuric acid on her skin and lit her up on fire, it was a pain like she has never felt before and because Cruz has stabbed her with a silver knife her healing was painfully slow and she was sure that she was going to pass out. He hasn’t just stabbed her for collecting her blood, he has left her to die…blood soaked her hoodie and dripped onto the concrete floor below her. As she moved her hand trying her best to slice the belt off her body, she could feel her wound throbbing with every move until it started to hurt with every breath that she took. Tears filled her eyes but she didn’t stop, it was hurtful but she knew that it will liberate her somehow. One strap down. Two straps down. Once her hand was free, she pulled the straps of the metal table that was tyi
A loud echo of bullet shot echoed in the clearing as Carter pulled Thalia away but it turned out that his actions were useless because even though Cruz seemed to have aimed for Thalia the bullet didn’t hit her but instead hit him. “ No! Carter!” Thalia shrieked as she held Carter’s body that went limp against hers, as she looked at the painfully twisted face of her mate, Thalia was able to feel the echo of her mate’s pain through their mating bond and that was how she found out that the bullet wasn’t just an ordinary bullet it was specially made for putting down shifters with just one shot. Silver bullet dipped in wolfsbane and moulded with together with the holy water, her stomach churned as she felt the acidic sensation Carter was feeling while shaking her head as she cupped his face and crouched down with his head in her lap. “ No, No … No... No.. she tried to use her blood on his wound but it was of no use, she couldn’t heal him no matter how much blood she poured into the wound.
Death wasn't supposed to be this gorgeous but mine was- Thalia Faux. “ No, please, please don't do this” Thalia screamed as she tried to get away from the silver knife that was approaching her, however, her wrists that were tied by shifter resistant handcuffs made it impossible for her to run. She shook her head desperately trying to incite some sort of emotions in her tormentor but the latter didn't even flinch. “ oh shut up” snapped Taryn sounding bored, raising the silver knife in her hand she glared at Thalia when the latter tried to get away from her “ you are such a wimp, it's just a cut, there is no need for you to scream like you are being chopped” Yes, it was just a shallow cut but to Thalia’s whose entire body was covered in cut marks, it was sheer torture. Not to mention, Taryn was going to cut her skin with a silver knife, silver was dreadful to werewolves. Just the lightest touch and their skin would burn as if they were drowning in a sea o
Thalia didn't know what made her regain her consciousness, all she knew was that every time Taryn took her blood she would only wake up somewhere in the noon. But when she opened her eyes, the window that was situated on the top of the basement's wall still showed the moon that was hanging in the sky.She blinked her eyes, trying to focus on her surroundings. Her senses that were hazy because of sleepiness finally regained a bit of their clarity.Screams.Mournful shouts.That nauseating scent of blood.Like a tsunami wave, everything came crashing and Thalia's wolf set up straight in high alert. Now that the two of them were wide awake they could smell the scent of something burning, fire - there was a fire.And their pack was what was getting burned.Thalia moved and then winced, the shifter resistant handcuffs tightened their hold when she moved coupled with the still recovering cut that Taryn gave her
“ who? I have no idea what you are talking about” said Taryn her voice shook as she tried to assert her dominance, Carter raised a brow as if he was fascinated by her struggle. He pinched her chin with his claws, digging the tips of his claws in her flesh, he watched as the latter gasped trying to pry his fingers off from her chin but Carter didn't let her go, instead, he tightened his hold and crouched down so that he could hold Taryn's gaze “ Taryn, you should know me well I think, your brother and I had enough dealings together with each other, I think you know what I do with people who try to lie to me”Taryn shuddered she knew of Carter though she had never seen him before she had heard of him from her brother, he was the Alpha of Blood Moon pack and he was notorious for being cruel and psychopathic, though his appearance didn't suit his cruelty. He was a gorgeous man, with eyes as warm as honey and a smile as charming as if it was full of s
Two months later." oh she is here""Here goes my appetite, can't she hide those ugly scars, they ruin my appetite every time"As soon as Thalia entered the common Kitchen of the pack, she heard these complaining comments. Her brisk pace faltered and she looked down, a button-down white shirt that hid her entire slender front including the script that was engraved in her skin. She had buttoned up the shirt all the way to its last button to hide the script on her throat.And she had even hidden the marks on the left side of her face with her bangs so that no one had to look at her cursed marks. But even then - Thalia sighed, she knew that it was all because of these she wolves being jealous of her.Two months ago, Carter, the man who saved her and the Alpha of this pack brought her here, though he didn't mention why he brought her here, Thalia knew that he brought her because his pack lacked a healer and wanted her gifts to h
Carter hated her. No he loathed her, despised her.Thalia could literally imagine him planning her death and what flowers he would put on her casket at her funeral. Why? She didn't know and she wouldn't dare to ask about it either, because one thing she has learned after staying locked for a good six months was that never try to understand your tormentor.Your tormentor was your bully and he was completely entitled to ruin your life, make a mess out of it whether for fun or because of some personal prejudices. Other than that there was no other reason at all, and in Carter’s case it was the latter, he hated seers and her kind, tormenting her, humiliating her must bring him some sort of kick, what more was there to understand?And yet, despite all the hatred and humiliation, she still felt that sexual attraction that she had for him was driving her crazy. Like this was simply insane, though Thalia knew that this teeny tiny crush of her wou
The reason Thalia hid her curse marks was all because of the sympathetic gazes she got from others, and she didn't want others to consider her as something breakable. She was a dominant wolf, even with her wolf tied up and chained she still considered herself as someone who was dominant and not submissive - those sympathetic gazes only made her feel pathetic and weak.But Carter, his gaze was not at all sympathetic hell she couldn't even mistake his gaze as a sympathetic one because now his eyes were downright maniacal. If his gaze was murderous before now he was looking at her as if he wished to skin her alive, see what laid beneath her cursed marks and rip her heart out of her chest while he was at it.Her heart somehow was inclined to believe that Carter wouldn't hurt her, that he was different from Taryn and Marcus and that there was more to him than other wolves who craved for the power that her blood could bring them..but her experience had taught her not t