𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 .rigel wilde

2.

I was lead to a car the following Saturday. I played with the bracelet my parents had given me, trying to hold back any emotion that I had felt.

I looked out of the car, watching the trees and the land rise and fall as we drove to the orphanage. My gaze fell back to my hands.

We told a lot of stories at Grave. Bedtime stories, whispered tales. Legends escaping lips by candlelight. The most well-known story among us was the tale of the Tearsmith.

It told of a world where no one was able to cry, and people lived like empty souls, devoid of all emotion. But hidden from the world, and enveloped in its deep solitude, was a lonely Tearsmith.

He dressed in shadows, he was pale and hunched, and from eyes as clear as glass, he could fashion crystal tears.

People went to him, asking him to make them cry, in order to feel even the slightest shred of emotion. And the Tearsmith would put his tears into people's eyes, and that was how the people were able to cry.

They cried with anger, despair, pain, and anguish. Those tears contained burning passions and disillusionment.

I had never thought that such a place could actually exist. I'd never thought I'd miss my parents so much. But, most of all, I had never imagined that I would become part of that story.

You see, for me, it wasn't just a story. At Grave, I was to meet the Tearsmith.

I got out of the car, holding onto my suitcase tightly. My gaze went to the orphanage as I closed the car door behind me knowing that it would be a long time before I saw life again.

I took a deep breath, looking down at the ground as I heard the car drive away slowly. My heart was pounding.

My head stayed low as I walked into the grounds of the Sunny Creek Orphanage. My hand still clutched to my bag.

I continued the walk, my head finally raising. I looked at all the kids and the older woman who stared at me as I came closer to her.

"You must be Nadine." The lady said as I quickly nodded my head, "That is the name of hope." She says with a small grin.

I nod again, "How strange to name a child after hope when people barely have hope anymore." She said giving me a strange look.

I look up at her, "We have very few rules here. Order, respect and obedience. Just follow them, and you will be fine." She says sternly.

"Take it, hurry it up," She urges a boy to grab my bag, "All possessions here belong to everyone. Give me your bracelet . As I said, personal items are not allowed." She puts her hand out.

"But my parents gave me it before they died..." I lightly grab my bracelet hoping she will allow me to keep it.

"Order, respect, obedience. You want to adhere to the rules on your first day, don't you?" She asks her hand still out.

"Rigel." She says as a tall dark haired boy comes out of the crowd. He grabs my wrist lifting it before ripping the bracelet off.

Tears formed in my eyes, I tried my hardest to keep them back as the woman spoke up again. "Crying won't bring back what you have lost." She snaps.

"Adeline, please take her to her quarters." She looks to a pale girl beside her motioning her head towards me. "Go on!"

The girl walks up to me as I follow closely behind her. "Children, back inside." I hear the woman say from behind me. God I wasn't there five minutes and I hated her.

As we walked through the cold dark hallways it was silent, until we got to the room. "That was Julia's bed. She was adopted yesterday." Adeline spoke up finally, breaking the silence between us.

I look at her then the bed, I walk around Adeline to sit on the bed. My head stayed down, I missed my family and my old life so much.

"Have you been here a long time?" I ask turning my head to see her. She looks down with a sigh before responding, "The thing is I'm pale, and ugly."

I frown a bit as she continues, "Miss Margaret says people think I'm sick." She says, I sigh feeling bad for her.

"Can we be new best friends?" She asks as I turn my head back to her, I nod giving her a small smile.

From that day on Adeline and I would spend hours together, she was my only friend including another little boy.

words from the author 🤗

heyyy!!! this book is so hard to write since its a movie like lordy day. i love the movie so much though but if it was like episodes that would make my whole life easier 😿 anyways i hope you enjoyed this chapter, toodlesss!!! 🤍