“What the hell were you thinking Amara!” Dad yelled at the top of his lungs. I knew this would happen, but I just wanted to risk it. I don’t want any harm to come to her but of course I got too comfortable. Someone followed me and now my father knew I warned her.
I had nothing to say to defend myself. “Amara I’m talking to you. Why did you go there” he repeated. “What do you want with her? Why is it so important that she has to die dad. Why?” I fired back at him. It only angered him more. “My affairs with that runt has nothing to do with you! Whatever connection you have with her better end. Go to your room you're not to leave these grounds until this matter is dealt with.”
“This isn’t fair father.” I hissed, with his back turned to me he replied. “Life isn’t fair Amara. And we’re dead. Go to your room, now.” Without much more to say, I did a I was told. She warned me that this could happen and look what I’ve caused. She got captured just because of my own defiance. I just wanted to see her again. To touch her, hold her in an embrace.
I passed others that were doing their jobs for him. I didn’t know where they could be keeping her. “What are you up to princess?” A voice I dreaded hearing, “Sean leave me alone if you know what’s good for you.” I said through gritted teeth. He chuckled, replying that I’m always so hostile. I agreed and snapped back that I’d break his neck if he touched me again. “Why are you still hung over about this wolf Amara? It’s an abomination that runt won’t do anything but sour your family meaning.” I looked him dead in the eyes and with a mona toned voice told him that our clan is the one and only clan that takes a disliking to wolves.
I am not a part of that. I won’t make myself a part of it. He scowled leaving me alone in the hall. Father said I couldn’t leave the clan’s ground, but he never said I couldn’t visit her. I’d take my chances at dawn. I hope she doesn’t think I set her up for this mess, her trust isn’t easy to gain, and I don’t want to lose that.
Zaria
Warm droplets of blood drop from the varies open wounds I received. Blow after blow connected to my face and I still said nothing. I am increasingly getting pissed for some reason though. “That’s enough.” I looked up and there stood Amara’s father. “Leave us” he ordered the others soon it was only two of us in this room.
My beast growled lowly in the back of my head. She hates this man and I’m full of resentment for him now. “We meet again don’t we Zaria.” I was not too pleased with this greeting. I stayed silent. “You're quite tougher than I expected. He was right, your species is a different breed all on its own. Tell me have you ever heard of legacy wolves?”
My brow arched in response to his question. A smile rose on his lips, “I guess that you don’t. You are special Zaria; however, this gift will be your death. Your breed is the main reason why my clan is reduced to shards”. He got obscenely close into my face. A low growl rumbled in my throat. “Are you expecting me to beg for my life now.”, “No I don’t. I do need you alive though. I don’t have any ill will towards you. I’m just following orders” he walked away from me. A door opened and I assume he had left. During that talk my wounds had sealed themselves. I know it wouldn’t be long until lesser goons come down here to release their anger on me. I’m chained to a wall unable to do anything, the chains themselves are made from silver and I can’t break them.
The sound of the door opening again led me to believe another beating was coming. A cold touch on my skin made me realize otherwise, someone’s cleaning my face.
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My head is pounding. One ass brought a steel pole and whacked me across the head with it. Why didn’t I do anything? Give me a break I don’t know. I’m laying here on this cold damp floor as time passes by. Waiting for another small animal corpse to be thrown in for me to eat. The throbbing stopped and I was getting peace of mind to get in some sleep, just a few seconds away from drifting off and that old door opened again. “Trying to get a nap in runt.” I grumbled turning my back to this man. I just want to sleep and don’t want to be bothered. My body was then yanked roughly across the floor. I yelped as I felt the chains connect with my skin causing an irritating burn on my arms.
That fucker laughed as he took sick pleasure out of what he just did. I on the other hand wasn’t pleased, without a second thought I flailed my arms in his direction as the chains had followed. He shouted in immense pain because I think I hit him in the face. “You little bitch!” his fist came in my direction, but I dodged it. He ran into the wall behind, getting up he was fuming as I realized the chain left a big ass red mark across his face. “I hope you do know that you had caused that yourself” I stated that only angered him more. “They would believe me over you any day you piece of shit” he hissed walking out. The door slammed behind him following the sounds of the locks turning in the door.
“Fucking finally” I uttered under my breath laying back down on the ground. I knew he was right though. He’ll go crying to his friends that the wolf prisoner attacked him, and they’ll come after me to get pay back. I just want to get some shut eye before they do come back though.
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Desires
WerewolfZaria is our main character here. She's a young adult that seemingly on a tight leash from her parents. She's the youngest out of the three of them. Her older twin brothers Salem and Elias guard her like a hawk. They were born and raised in The Meri...
