I'm just an ordinary girl who lurks around as an outcast. A girl who's as pale as snow, whose hair is as red as an apple, eyes as golden as the sun and wears black clothes all the time and can talk to animals.
I'm an assassin hated by everyone. I have no parents, no siblings, no family. I have no home either. I'm never invited to any household.
I was raised by wolves; I treat the Alphas as my parents and they treat me as their own. Those who threaten to destroy our territory, never come out from the forest alive.
That is my history. I am soon entitled to be a "Killer Alpha". I don't have friends at all. I'm only communicating to animals and nature. Just them. No one else.
One day, as I was walking deeper into the forest to go to my secret place, I felt a presence of someone just around the corner of my eye. I turned around to see who that was but I didn't see the person.
The moment I reached my secret place, I soon caught the person who was following me.
"Who are you?!" I questioned
"I'm the prince of this kingdom. Please don't kill me" he begged.
My eyes widened knowing that I'm talking to a Royal.
"Y-you...You're the Prince?" I stuttered.
"Yeah. I escaped from the Palace. It's boring there" he laughs as he brushes his long blonde locks. He brushed off the dirt and grass from his pants and soon reached out his hands for me.
"Can we be friends?" he soon asked.
I narrowed my eyes in suspicion.
'Is he planning something?' I thought
"No" I replied
"What? Why not?" he asked tilting his head while pouting "Hey, make friends with me. This is the order of the First Prince of this Kingdom" he sternly said
"Do you even know who I am?" I asked as I sit on the grass feeling the breeze.
"Yeah. You're the Killer Alpha. But I know you're misunderstood. I don't really believe the rumors about you" he replied as he sat beside me.
My eyes widened to his reply. 'I know you're misunderstood' what he said replayed in my head.
"So, why are you an assassin in the first place?" he asked looking at the river
"Do you even have to ask?" I sarcastically said
"I'm just curious. I'm a Prince who can't even go out of the Palace nor make friends beyond the borders unless it concerns the kingdom" he said as he laid his back on the grass.
"I'm an assassin who doesn't have parents, who was raised by wolves, who is hated by everyone in this kingdom. I don't have even a single friend. An actual friend. I treated the wolves as my family. I only have the wolves and the forest as my home and family" I replied as I took out my notebook.
I started sketching the scenery and just continued listening to what he was saying.
"You're an artist" he said
"Yeah" I shortly replied
"Why not be an artist instead of being an assassin?"
My head was blank, still thinking of a short answer but I guess I have to explain everything.
"Well, a lot of people wanted to sell me to different people. My hair is as red as an apple, my skin is as white as snow and my eyes are as golden as the sun. Who wouldn't want to buy me regardless of the high bid?" I laughed
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Short Story[ 𝙲 𝙾 𝙼 𝙿 𝙻 𝙴 𝚃 𝙴 ] This book compiles all letters, poems and short stories that I have written in the past that I nearly have forgotten. These works were written from the past 2 years and these written outputs were works that I wrote in th...
