*this chapter contains a sneak peak too and a different prologue written better*
People think I broke down, that I am lame. They think the death of my parent made me weak,
irresolute, spineless, coward, pusillanimous, timorous, indecisive,ineffectual, useless, inept, powerless...I've been called so many names I don't even want to remember, all of them referring to me as someone lacking the power to perform any physically demanding tasks, someone that has little physical strength or energy or a person liable to break or give way under pressure, nevertheless when I turn seventeen they will see how strong I truly am. My name is Elizabeth Brooks a fire werewolf, the strongest one hiding behind an Omega position.When I turn seventeen the true game will begin and no more lies will cross my path...at least that's what I thought. But what if more lies appear and they interweave with the unknown intrigues, almost forgotten by everyone, already there for too long? What if promises are made and broken? And all of this come crushing down on me, persuading me into things I never believed possible?
Keep readind and you will find out.
Here's the other prologue that in my opinion sound better
When I look around I see disgust written across their face. They call me weak and try to treat me like I'm a pice of garbage, a trashy person, I've been called so many names, I can't even remember all of them, but.... they don't even faze me any more. The only support I receive is from my best friends, two to be more specific and the Alpha of my pack, everyone else hates me. Before I use to feel pain when I saw that disapproval and hateful looks replaced the sweet loving ones, but now it just became a part of my life. I'd probably be bullied too if I wouldn't be able to protect myself and if my best friends wouldn't help me too, but even in those I have certain limits. I hate my life right now, but I don't show it, I keep it for myself and try to enjoy what I'm able to do. I try to live a happy life
Yet ,with all this things hardening my life, hope still burns inside of me. I dream to find my true love, my soulmate, to be able to show my real power and stop living trough lies, because I fear I might end up believing them, believing my own lies . And all this should became true when I turn seventeen. But what if more lies appeare and they interweave with unknown intrigues, secrets are revealed, promises are made and broken and the consequences of this come crushing down on my.Now this is a sneak peek into the further chapters of the book. It won't reveal almost any information, but hopefully it will make you curious enough to give this story a chance and keep reading it.
"You played us all" I said looking angry at the person I hate standing near the one I love.
"It's hard not to do when all the moves are right in front of you waiting to be made, and all the piones' wish is to serve you. I had a panoramic view above the chequerboard so I used it"
"How could you?" I said trying not to show any emotion
"I was always one step ahead you, that's the secret of a good chess player"He said smirking proud.
Hearing his word I burst out laughing, and at the same time all the guns pointed at the men I love shifted their direction to the one I hate. Again looks of worry and confusion crossed the face of the pack members surrounding us.
"I can't argue with your statement, a good chess player is indeed one step ahead its opponent, but a great chess player it's four step ahead. That makes the difference between the ilusion of victory and winning the actual game" I said smirking at the confusion written across his face.
"I won the game, I took down all your defence, there's no way you can win" he screamed.
"That's where your mistake was, you won a match, but the war was still there to be played,and while your mind was controlled by anger mine was clear as cristal. You might've had a panoramic view, but I had a look into that past and the future too, I anticipated your moves."
"No"he screamed again"I surrounded the King, I said Check and I was about to say Checkmate.
"The keyword being "almost" and yes you did, but only because I allowed you to, yet you forgot about the Queen, she migh not be as important as the King himself, but she is stonger, more flexible, and the most important she is ment to protect the King with the price of her life, if that's what it takes, and that's what I did"
"After all you know how they say It's hard not to play when all the moves are right in front of you waiting to be made, and all the piones' wish is to serve you" I finished, a cruel smirk taking over the blank look I maintained until now.
"I am the winer, you are a pathetic lil girl" he said, not managing to comprehend the fact that he lost, he was lusting the victory and the blood that was supposed to be shed, he was a sick man, worse than I thought he was.
"You see, knowledge speaks, but wisdom listens, without even knowing it, or maybe you did, you were so outspoken about your plans, you kept talking and talking and you would never shut up, I listen and listen and never stopped listening, I had years everywhere and eyes where you least expected them, and instead of focusing on great words meant to impress at the moment, I was preoccupied of facts, not frivolous ones, I did things that leave a mark, no pun intended, and they had a domino reaction, which brought us here...I guess the will of fortune it's not called a wheel for nothing, it keeps spinning, and to win you must acknowledge this. Also you must know that blood it's thicker than water and you were a fool to believe otherwise "
The look on his face was bloodcurdling, he didn't look like a normal person, he looked like a possessed man, possessed by the demons of anger and madness that took over his mind,for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction, basic physics, and it's his time to face the conseqtuences. He was a sick man, he let the power he had to cloud his judgement and get the best of him, which only let him with nothing, and that's when I found the missing piece of the puzzle I've been trying to solve, and I can't tell if this is a good thing or a really really bad one. However, it is for sure something that can change the balance of my plan.
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First chapters might not be too good but I'm trying to make this story better and more organized. Hope you will enjoy it.
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Living through lies
WerewolfWhen I look around I see disgust written across their face. They call me weak and try to treat me like I'm a pice of garbage, a trashy person, I've been called so many names, I can't even remember all of them, but.... they don't even faze me any mor...