Destined to be a Rogue (Alphas and Rogues#1) {Will be Edited Soon}

Chapter 15

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The cries echo in the deepest pits

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Tress's POV:

Pain seared through me, cutting a deep wound in me, my wolf struggling to heal it but it couldn't. I felt weak. So weak that it scared me. I don't like weak. I can't be weak. Too much pain. I screamed as the darkness sorrounded me. Why did it hurt so much? 

Father! Help me! I screamed but all I heard was the laughing. That ghastly laughing that never ceased. The pain coursed through me, making me weaker and weaker till I lost consciousness. 

The betrayal in my heart  was too much. Those green eyes lurk into my vision and whispered, I am going to please you, bitch.

And I screamed and screamed in fury and fear. I never wanted this. How could this happen to me? 

Mother help me! I cried out. But no one replied. 

The pain jerked me again, my breathing laboured and restricted. For a moment, faces flickered before me, unfamiliar faces and I yelled out, terrified. I don't want to be here. What is happening with me?

The faces changed and turned more grotesque, the eyes turning red and the faces turning into tentacles. My wolf howled but her strength falterd. The scene changed and I was running through the forest. The pain was numbed here as though the dark forest was keeping it out. 

The tentacles approached and I clawed at them to vanish. STOP! I screamed. STOP COMING NEAR ME. 

'They won't stop until you calm down.'

The unfamiliar voice rang out. The voice itself rung with a melancholy melody and sounded as smooth as velvet. 

I turned but I couldn't see the stranger for she was hiding in the trees.

I can't see you, I whispered.

She came out of the shadows and my breath caught in my throat for I had never seen such a terrible beauty before. Such a sad unhappy beautiful face. 

Her amber eyes, large and doey, like a fawn's looked woeful. She wore a black dress, the train of which went on for a mile. The strange pendant she wore caught my eye. I had seen it before. 

I have the feeling that I ought to remember her. I should know her but I don't. Who are you? I asked.

She blinked her eyes and the ghost of a smile appeared on her cherry lips. 'I am your past, your present and your future.'

I blinked in confusion. But you are not me. 

'No but what I am is what you will be.' She sighed, a whisper against the wind. She reached out to stroke my cheek and I shivered as her cold hands stroked my warm skin. 'I am your destiny, your fate. I wish it wasn't so but alas, fate has cheated me just like my sister cheated me once. I wish she hadn't so and cursed you.'

Cursed? I am...cursed? I asked, frightened. 

'Not you. I am the one who is,' she said, looking at me in sorrow.

She unclasped her pendant and put it around my neck. Upon closer look, I noticed the strange markings on it. 'This will keep you safe.'

She closed her eyes and began to fade. 'Be strong.'