Rose

“I hope for you to realize it soon, Lucan.”

I didn’t know what she meant but by the time I finally wanted her to explain what it was, she already left.

I knew full well the gravity of my actions, especially sacrificing my chance of finding a chosen mate and a rightful Luna for this pack. My fated mate didn’t work out well. It was an utter failure. And here I am ruining my second chance just because of vengeance.

It was the only way I could turn her into one of us. Werewolves do not mate with humans. Our kind is mated to our own kind. However, alphas are an exception. We can mate with humans and our bite or mark has the power to turn them into a werewolf.

So what if she’s my mate. There’s neither attraction nor love between us. I feel nothing for her but disgust. There is no bond that exists. It costs me nothing if she dies.

Rose easily found out about what I was up to. It was obvious that Alina talked to her. Julian would never do such a thing. The beta is too loyal. Rose being the elder, she’s always there to reprimand whenever she thinks it’s not right. Despite already knowing everything, it seems she agrees with Alina.

I scoff. How could they think that Henry Elsher’s daughter is innocent? What? Just because she’s some weak little girl. His blood runs through her veins. I’m sure their minds think alike. After all, all her daughters and even his wife have the same notion about us.

They think we are monsters. Are they not when they slaughtered the innocent? I will make sure they will get the taste of their own medicine. Only if I could bite every single one of them.

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Nasrin

“Dear, it’s time for you to get up.” I feel my shoulder being rocked. The movement made me stir and finally wake up from my deep slumber.

The events of yesterday exhausted me and put me into a very deep sleep. Although it had taken a long time for me to finally close my eyes. Endless thoughts made me awake for hours– thoughts about my situation that seemed to be found in fantasy books, my family who obviously I know nothing about. Perhaps I do not know them entirely. After all, I was never treated as part of them. Something I’ve been denying for a very long time.

Most of all, I thought about the Alpha. What he did to me was beyond humiliating. I knew that he loathed me but now I know to what extent.

“Rose?” I looked at her, still groggy. I glanced at the windows. The sun barely rose. I already know why she’s here.

“Come. Take a shower and I will treat your wounds.” She said while carefully and slowly assisting me to get up. Her voice was so soft and warm. She reminds me of a mother. Not my mother unfortunately.

My body ached so much. It wasn’t only the bruises and cuts for sure. With how desperate I was yesterday to try to fight back, the muscle pain was just as bad.

I took a shower, washing all the grime from falling so much in training. I was met with a smile as Rose sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for me. She patted the spot beside her. There was a first aid kit on her other side. I obediently sat next to her. She then started treating my wounds. A towel was still wrapped around me.

“Why are you so kind to me?” My desire to know overwhelmed my senses. While everyone was eyeing me with disdain, here she was treating me like I was her granddaughter. “While everyone here hates me, here you are showing me care. Aren’t I one of those people who killed one of your kind?”

“I don’t have the heart to do that to you. I just know that you’re different.”

“I wish everyone had the same heart as you.” I muttered lowly. I turned to her, meeting her eyes. “The Alpha came to me last night.” I closed my eyes, suppressing the feeling of pain and indignity he inflicted upon me. “He told me the purpose of my presence here. I guess I could understand why he did what he did. He’s hurt and angry and all he wants is justice for the loved ones he lost. I asked countless times over and over again– why me? But I already know the answer to that. Maybe the question is directed to the one who holds my fate… why he’s so cruel to me. I’m rambling, aren’t I?”

Rose tucked a few strands behind my ear. “It’s okay. You can talk to me. I am here to listen. I’m sorry this is the only way I could be of help to you.”

“Your kindness is enough for me.” She has no idea how her actions right now made me feel positive. Despite being treated badly my whole life and with my situation right now, one act of kindness always made me positive about life. Maybe it’s because I’ve been craving attention and care that I didn’t get from my family. Rose didn’t make me feel isolated. “Thank you, Rose.”

“I’m sure someday the Alpha will see what I see in you.”

I looked down, feeling dejected. I doubt that. “What really happened? I want to know. He said that my family are hunters and that they killed many of your people.”

“Do you believe that werewolves exist?” She asked as she stopped treating my wounds.

“I didn’t but now I do. When I was young, I used to hear my parents and siblings mention them. I brushed it off because I thought it was just some folklore and it seemed far fetched. But I knew that night when he bit me that I was turning into one. It’s like it’s there in the back of my mind. I could picture out a beast, a wolf."