Epilogue

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Monsters are not made  from their mothers .

Monsters are not born but created .

Monsters lurk in the night because it reminds them of their souls .

Monsters don't enjoy the sun , because you might be able to see them clearly .

That they are not monsters but Men.

Men who could've tasted the sweet nectar of a good life ,

But life gave them  crazed thirst of the bad .

Monsters are born men , Men are doomed to be corrupt and consumed .

Black is all I see.

I rot in here like an animal .

Maybe I am an animal ?

Is that any better than out there ?

The goddess has doomed me to this confinement , after she dangled my fallen mate in front of me .

She gave me a new mate , she will always hold that .

My soul never being whole without a mate to call my own .

But why does the demon wolf need a mate ?

Shouldn't the GREAT Demon wolf have a soul of her own a soul that wouldn't be split in half but whole because the world is full of traitorous beings . Hell , even in the goddess sanctuary there is traitorous beings .

I have been scorned by my mother , abandoned by my father , taken out of my mortal life , raised the very boy my mother wanted as my own, held my dead best friend , held my dying mate , pushed away my new mate , watched my old mate return to me and promised myself to a vampire I can never truly love .

And what was it all for ?

So I could gain power ?

So I could be queen of the misfits ?

To rule ?

But what is a queen if she is dead ?

What is a Demon wolf if she has no wolf ?

A dead queen . A human .

When I was human , I was considered weak .

When I was the Demon wolf , I was feared . But not feared enough I suppose .

For I was slayn in the end .

A memory clouds my inner demon thoughts , its the memory of me waking up in that hospital all those years ago .

Seeing Drew's amazed face , and Liam's curious one .

Them telling me to shift or die .

Me telling them Id rather die .

At the time, death seemed like a reasonable option .

Now it is my curse , never being able to meet the angel of death again .

So what is one to do with a curse like mine ?

Make it so she never loses her brother , her eldest and most trusted friend and her mate but where do I stand ?

I lie in the dirt ! I am stuck in my own consciousness because of my curse !

And who is here to save me ?

Not my brother , not my friend , and not my mate .

But I sit alone in the darkness .

-Sage Michaelson -

I have been a rouge since the day , I woke up in my mothers arms .

She cradled me to her breast and and when i refused the milk she could provide I was labeled a rebellious child . My mother was a Luna in a very weak pack .

We had very little fighters and rouges would often come and attack .

I always admired how they fought . I always admired their strength .

But with admiration there is consequences .

When I turned 12 my mother was slaughtered in front of me .

My father was burned in our home and where was I ?

Admiring .

My name is Nikkiletta Stonward and I am a Rouge .

I am circling the territory of the great Demon wolves .

I'm in search of any family I have left .

My mother had a sister named Esther , who had a daughter named Sophia .

I was told she was captured here and mated the alpha Maximous Dean .

I hope to find her here and save her . If I die ?

Well its a good thing I'm a Rouge .

A distant howl echoed through the forest . Time to see what the demon wolves are made of .

















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