My name is April Fields. My parents were killed by rogues when I was 13. I was accused of being their killer and was cast out by my own pack. But I didn't care. All I wanted was to avenge my parents' deaths. I started training in secret, preparing myself for when the perfect time comes. But things are not always what they seem and my mission for avenge didn't turn out to be as smooth as I anticipated.

Black Rose

I let out a low grunt as I aimed my fist to my punching bag. It swayed backwards, its hinges squeaking with the movement before retreating back to its original position.


I watched as more dents are formed on its leather skin as a results from my anger fits.


Originally, I bought this bag to train but then it became a way to unleash all of my pent up anger.聽


"How dare they threaten me, and with a head none the less? Don't they know how freaky that is?" I growled lowly, all fear from yesterday disappearing and is replaced with anger.


When I woke up today, Lucian was still sleeping soundly next to me. His eyebrows were furrowed together though so I slowly brought my index finger to the creases that formed between them and watched as they flattened back.


He pulled me impossibly closer and buried his head in my neck as he mumbled incoherent words in his sleep.


I sighed in content as his warmth filled the air around us, however, it was short lived.


Chapter 26 Kitchen Mayhem