The cold of the sidewalk under my skin made me wake up startled. My hair was matted and my body was full of scrapes I couldn't remember. I had a throbbing headache that prevented me from thinking.
I opened my eyes slowly to get used to the light. I looked around, searching for something familiar, but found nothing. On this street there were two bakeries, a studio, a school, I could observe them closely. But nothing seemed familiar, my brain was completely shut down. People walked quickly through the street.
“What's the matter, miss?” asked a voice behind me.
Next to me stood a man in a blue uniform, looking at me seriously. I didn't know what he was going to do with me, so I kept quiet.
“Give me your identification card.” he ordered in a stern tone.
I had no idea what he was trying to tell me. I shook my head to show him that I had no ID.
“What is your name?” he asked again, with less and less patience.
I couldn't even remember my name, and that scared me too much, I ran with as much strength as my battered feet would give. I didn't get very far and fell halfway down because of a crack in the road. I looked at the sign that said the name of the neighborhood, and it seemed strange to me because it said "Street of the Seven Winds".
It was a strange name, the number seven triggered an uneasiness in me, and a shiver came over me at the thought of it.
“Are you crazy?” asked a girl who was sitting reading on the wall of one of the houses.
I turned around to see if the man was following me, and I was right, the man in the blue uniform came with a woman dressed the same way. The woman pounced on me and put handcuffs on my wrists.
“We'll go to a police station.” the woman said, looking at her partner with concern. “She might be a victim of a crime who is in shock. We need to accompany her to find her relatives.” she started talking on the phone or something, which I couldn't see very well. “Here in SEVEN WINDS STREET, yes, we're going to take a woman of about twenty to thirty years old to the nearest police station. The woman is in shock, has no identification and looks injured. We'll try to find her family as soon as possible.”
Family, seven, those two words she said echoed in my head, and an image came back to me. It was a light brown she-wolf fighting others, too many to win. Another young girl grabbing me by the arm to escape. That was all I remembered, it didn't stay long, no more than an image. But something was clear, the room was stained with blood everywhere.
“Stand up, miss.” The uniformed man began to say.
I obeyed, because I didn't want to have more problems. My whole body was aching and I could hardly walk after the fall. Without protesting, I got into the car and watched everything around me with great attention.
I didn't know why, but everything seemed strange to me, as if I had never been in this world before. Everything looked older, more worn, as if it didn't shine. I was afraid of getting hurt wherever they took me.
We reached a two-story building where they made me go down the stairs without releasing me from the handcuffs. Inside, the woman let go of me and held out a steaming cup.
“This is coffee, don't worry. You can drink it.” He said in a friendlier voice. “I'm sorry I brought you in handcuffs, but victims can run away without looking where they're going and get run over. That happens a lot, and we didn't want to risk it.”
The two uniforms stood there watching me. I took the cup in my hands and drank. It was a pleasant, sweet taste, something that made me feel better. I closed my eyes as I calmed down and my heart slowed down.
“Thanks.” I said with difficulty, my head still aching a lot.
They poured me three more cups of coffee until I could keep talking. I had no answers for them, no ID and no name. They said they'd check the systems, but when they came back from their investigation, they had no answers either.
“Then you have to do a sweep.” Heard the other man say. “She needs to get help, she looks badly hurt. She needs to be taken to a hospital and to a relocation center.”
The following days were so confusing, the kindness of these people brought me to the place they called hospital where they treated my wounds and gave me medicine. I didn't possess any of what they called money.
When I was released from the hospital, I found myself on the street without a penny to buy food. I looked at the sky while my stomach growled. I was walking around, concentrating on finding a solution, when I tripped and fell to the ground.
Someone had bumped into me, someone else who was in a hurry. I groaned and rubbed my bruised knees.
The man stepped back and held out his hand to me.
“I'm so sorry. Is everything all right with you?” he asked, his voice calm.
When I looked at him I was amazed, I had never seen anyone so attractive. His face was perfect in its entirety. His walk was imposing, as if he were a deity. It was nice to see him, even though I didn't know him at all.
“I guess I don't know who I'm.” Said I smiling, I blushed.
“That's a doubt we all have. He had a good sense of humor," he replied.
“Forgive me, I didn't see where I was going. Say, can I give you a ride somewhere? I'll be in my car.”
When I heard him say that, I was completely out of my mind, I was shaking from head to toe just because he was talking. He was so handsome, and he made me lose my mind. As if it was a joke in bad taste, my stomach growled, causing me great embarrassment.
“Then I'll take you out to dinner, beautiful.” He said with a smile, the situation had amused him a lot.
I took a sideways glance at the parked vehicle, a luxury car that looked vaguely familiar. I had a feeling that I couldn't pigeonhole as good or bad. Hunger was the strongest thing, so I got into the car without thinking about it. I had nothing to lose anyway.
The stranger politely opened the door and invited me to sit down. I obeyed, crossing my arms to cover the stains on my clothes. I looked so ragged in this luxury that I was ashamed. My life was crazy, and I had no idea what I had even done before waking up on this street. Just this vision, this memory that was there and then disappeared again. “Can you tell me your name now?” he asked, concentrating on driving. “I don't know, it's the truth.” I answered, very shyly. I didn't want to be thought crazy, but I didn't know how to lie. He looked at me confused, trying to guess what I was referring to. It was useless, my past was so uncertain. I wanted a name, I'd make it up myself if I had to. “My name is Alyssa.” I said that was the name that appealed to me the most. “I like the sound of the name.” “Me too, my name is Seth.” Said he in an imposing voice. “We're going to eat at a restaurant I know, I owe you one.” I smiled, that's how warm he was to me. His manner was extremely seducti
Seth's words paralysed me with fear. Of course, I had often heard of them, the hunters who roamed to steal pelts and kill mercilessly. For wolves were a danger to be wary of. Fragments of information returned to my memory, I began to connect all the facts that I thought I had forgotten. Like a movie slowly taking shape. The coin, it seemed, did not work on me in its entirety. That was strange, because according to the traditions, there was no way back. But now it all seemed to make no sense. “Do not be afraid, I will not hunt you.” He said and put his hand around my waist. -You are not my target. At that moment I thought I saw blood running from his mouth, as if he was lying to me and the vision was meant to warn me. Running away would be pointless, I had nowhere to go, I was outcast by my own family. They would kill me if I tried to return, and I would not be safe in the human world either. “I am a wolf, Seth.” I blurted out, with a courage that came from the bottom of my heart. “
“Lysa...” he began to say as I lay back on my bed. We had done something incredible, he had a tremendous talent for giving me pleasure. He was the most attractive and strongest man I had ever seen in my life. Merging together was the most exciting act. I lost my virginity to him and I'd never regret it because his strength was immeasurable and his size was equally amazing. “I love you.” He finally said with his eyes shining as he looked at me. How could it be that he loved me even though we had known each other for such a short time? I didn't care, my heart felt connected to his for some strange reason, it was like we had known each other all our lives. I squeezed his hand in mine. “Can you tell me something? Remember to answer truthfully.” I said, not having put on any clothes yet. “Maybe I can, Lysa, but remember that we just met. I love you, I know that more than anything, but it's also hard to trust you.” “Me? I was quite offended by that statement. I rolled my eyes disapprov
Was it possible that this man really loved me? So little time had passed that I was sceptical. Seth had carried me in his arms after I had almost been run over and injured on the road. My brother could have killed me if he had a few more minutes. “Why did you do that?” I asked, my eyes watering and trembling with shock. “I told you, Lysa, that I'll always love you. You're the woman of my life.” Seth narrowed his eyes so tenderly. “I know it's hard to understand. But it's my truth, you know about the ranks and hierarchies of wolves, but you know nothing about us slayers.” That was the last thing he said before leading me back to his house where I'd be safe from my brother. Although my eyes were tired, I could see that this place had changed a lot. The men at the entrance carried large calibre weapons with which they fervently guarded the door. The murderous looks possessed an indescribable power; they had to be the other hunters. I noticed that their eyes were a mysterious amber colo
“Lysa?” asked one of the Omegas he had seen, it was not the same one from the room who had turned golden. It was another one of them, his name was Kalte, if he remembered correctly. In his human form he was tall and slender, with a prominent nose and thin cheeks. Although I did not feel like talking to anyone, I tried to smile. I did not want to make enemies; after all, it was crazy to think I was a protégé. I had to take care of myself, especially after my brother's attack. Something was not right, that wolf had changed shape, and even though I did not know if he was dangerous, my instincts told me that things were not good or normal. “I can see that you are a little scared. I know what happened to your brother.” He said and invited me to sit on the chair in that hallway. It was a tea set for the living room. Kalte waved a passerby over and asked him to bring tea for both of us. It felt good to have something warm to drink after the busy day I had had. It seemed like the emotions w
I could not believe that the causes of our suffering were due to a cruel experiment. The worst thing was that it was just the work of a manipulator who was willing to sacrifice someone from his own family. I wanted to cry, to scream, to throw objects in the air out of anger, because what I was reading was horrible. My life had been so complicated and drawn out because someone else had wanted it that way. I had suffered so much as a wolf; I was so sickly... I thought for so long that this was my problem. -I thought it was my problem for so long, I thought it was my problem for so long. -Said Kalte, his eyes fixed on me. “It's a bad joke, a tragedy.” I said and sobbed. I could not stop the tears from coming. “Wolves are intelligent creatures, far too intelligent. In this world, nothing is random, so they make sure that their hierarchies remain intact.” Said Kalte patiently. Now it all made sense to me, when for so long I had believed that my life was so bad through my own fault, beca
I marvelled at these beautiful puppies, my heart beating fast with joy. I felt a connection as soon as I saw them. There were four little puppies, they must have been almost newborns, huddled together for protection from the cold. One of them was jet black, one was light brown and the other two were brownish red. They were beautiful, I held the black one in my arms and cradled him. He looked at me with bright eyes. “Where did these boys come from?” Seth asked, surveying the people outside. One of the men answered with a shrug. “I've no idea, Seth. I'm as surprised as you're... I didn't see them, no one approached. Whoever it was must have been very fast.” He answered, stuttering. “A wolf. -Seth said, eyeing the pups suspiciously.” Why would he abandon his children? “I don't know, but I don't think it's a good idea to keep them. Maybe it's a trap, they should be taken away.” said the man, if I remember correctly, his name was Tom. “What?” I asked, horrified. “They are just helple
Seth had agreed to raise these little ones, I was really surprised. My joy was very great. Until the last minute I thought he wouldn't do it, after all he was a hunter and adopting wolf pups wasn't right for him. The days passed and he seemed more and more attached to the pups. He was a good father, I knew that. His thirst for revenge would never overshadow his love for me. We were meant to be together.But something inside me told me they needed to be with me.I had a vision, again the voice of my beautiful mother. She told me that she missed me, that she was waiting for me.The pain, the fact that her voice was in the air, made me feel a terrible longing.I sighed sadly, knowing I'd never see her again. It was so hard to have to choose between my mother and sister and the love of my life.I walked around the mansion with my puppies, looking for some peace and quiet. It wasn't good for me to be so stressed. Seth continued with his plan to strengthen the Omegas. That would be too much