SCOTT POVI slept late last night after having a terrible day at work, only to be woken up by the tears of my grandmother. The sniff of her nose and her uncontrollable tears made me roll on the bed. I stayed on my bed for some minutes before thinking of heading downstairs, thinking that her sound of tears and wails would have stopped.The sun was still lost in its own dreams when I was abruptly ripped from mine. The symphony of my grandmother's tears echoed through the silent house, a heartbreaking melody that pierced through the veil of my dreams. I groaned, my eyes heavy with fatigue, but the sound persisted, refusing to be ignored.“If only Chloe was around and hadn’t taken the foolish step of leaving our pack just because she caught the man she once loved sleeping with her elder sister. I know it hurts, but leaving our pack just because of that minor issue makes no sense,especially when she didn’t inform me or speak to anyone about it before leaving the pack. Now I have to deal wi
CHLOE’S POVI woke up to find out that I didn't wake up in the same woods I slept in, despite spending the night outside in the cold weather. At first, the disorientation was so overwhelming that I questioned if I was still dreaming. The transition from the biting chill of the night to the mysterious warmth enveloping me left me in a state of confusion.I tried to wash away the remnants of sleep. I squinted through the dimly lit room. The air was thick with the fragrance of burning incense, a scent that danced around me and seemed to carry a hint of ancient magic. I noticed I was no longer on the hard ground but on a soft mat laid out in a corner of a dark hut. Wooden walls surrounded me, adorned with intricate carvings that seemed to tell stories of times long past.As I pushed myself up, the mat seemed to protest, whispering tales of dreams woven into its fibers. I looked around, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. The hut was small but cozy, and the soft glow of the incense burn
CHLOE’S POV“What! That’s so terrible! I exclaimed as I watched her break down in tears as she shared with me her family story.“That’s the major reason I don't like talking about my family. Most times, people think I'm the one framing up the story, but that’s just the hard truth. They didn’t abide by the rules in the woods, and all of them got killed, and I'm the only living one out of my family. So, when I tell you to be careful in the woods, you just have to abide by it.” She spoke as she warned me intensively.“I don’t know the right words to say to you, but I strongly believe that you are a strong person, and I can't wait for you to take revenge on those who killed your family.”“That was the same reason I rescued you from them last night. They wanted to devour you and make you their last supper meal, but I rescued you.”The revelation sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn't help but replay the events of the previous night in my mind. Unaware of the imminent danger, I had narr
CHLOE’S POV“Abigail,what are you doing? Who exactly are you?” Fear gripped me as I asked her certain questions while watching her play with blood and reciting certain chants.“You don’t have to be scared, Chloe. This is just like my daily rituals; besides, I thought you should still be asleep by now. So, why are you up?” She spoke without looking remorseful or scared about what I said to her.“Really? Are you the one asking me this question? How do you expect me to sleep when I'm not comfortable seeing you play with blood?”As she got to hear the last line of my question, her eyes turned red, and immediately she kept moving forward to me as she continued reciting the chants and moving her hands in a funny way.“Don’t come close to me,Abigail. Stay very far away from me. I don’t want to do anything that will make both of us regret our actions.” I said to her while pointing my finger at her as I raced backwards.It seems like the more I'm moving backwards, the faster she is coming towa
SCOTT POV“What are you doing here? How dare you come into this apartment and act as if everything is alright?” I questioned her while trying to sound defensive.“You didn’t even welcome me by telling me to come inside. You just stood there as I stood outside, bombarding me with unnecessary questions. Is that how you welcome your guests into your home?”I laughed out loud while watching her spit out guts from her mouth.“Who told you that you were welcome here,Mendy? Is it after you betrayed your little sister or after you betrayed Grandma Trust? Wait for a second! Who told you that you are even a part of this family?” I spoke to her in a rude tone. without being scared that she was my older sister.“Do I actually need anyone’s validation before I enter my father’s house? Do you think I came to banter words with you, weakling?” She spoke as she gave me a scornful look with no iota of pity.I clenched my fists, feeling the surge of anger coursing through me. Mendy had always been the o
CHLOE'S POV:“What do you want from us, mister stranger?” I spoke as the two men came into the hut where I and Abigail stayed and stared at us before focusing more on Abigail.“I guess you must have missed the road, and this place isn't the right place for you to be. This place isn't a path to follow; this is my little home." Abigail spoke up while looking at the two men staring at her with no iota of fear in her voice.The two men, who were clothed in black attire that covered their heads until their toes, exchanged glances, a silent communication passing between them. It was unnerving the way they synchronized without uttering a single word.As they approached Abigail, their movements were calculated, and I could sense an ominous energy surrounding them.Without warning, they reached Abigail and seized her hands, their grip firm. I tensed, ready to intervene, but Abigail remained surprisingly composed. "Release me," she commanded, her tone unwavering.The strangers ignored her deman
LIAM’S POV.“Mendy! Mendy! Where are you?’ I continuously called her out as I went outside the compound of my house. I searched the backyard to check if she was in there,but to my utmost surprise, she wasn’t there at all.I kept searching every corner of the house to check if she dropped any letters at all before heading outside of the house. I searched carefully without any limiting factor weighing me down."I hope she hasn't gone to attack Chloe. I hope she isn’t planning to do anything dangerous that could tarnish my image in the pack." I spoke to my inner child as I flooded my mind with different thoughts.I pushed the door of my sitting room open and went to go make coffee to start my day properly before I heard footsteps coming from the end of the door. I turned and saw Mendy with some luggage on her back and on her hand. From the look of things, she looked very distressed and palpable as she stood at the entrance of the door.I dropped the glass cup of coffee I had in my hands
CHLOE'S POVThe blood of Abigail splashed on my face as I tried to pull her down from the thread where she was hanged, but I was unfortunate to pull her down, for before I got to hold her legs, the guards used her as their aiming targets.Guilt washed over my face as I saw the only girl who picked me and saw me as her confidant was murdered right in front of my eyes. It was unbelievable to see an innocent witch go extinct just because of one's useless culture and traditions.He walks up to me and squats right before my sight as he watches me mourn over my friend, whom I just lost.“This isn't the end of you; you just have to brace up and get over everything. Besides, you have a long way to go, starting from now on." He spoke without any guilt in his voice.With the way he spoke, someone would have thought that he was a saint in this scene. He didn't even feel remorseful for a second, not to mention an iota of anguish in his voice.“What else do you want from me? Do you want to kill me