The tears wouldn't stop.
All the tears I had held inside, all the emotions I had ever held inside, were pouring out. I was crying like I was Niagara Falls.
My body shook and a fresh new wave of tears came sliding down my face. I didn't bother to wipe them off. I hear him come and recognize his scent instantly. I curl into a ball to hide my face from him. He opens the bars and enters the cell.
"You drive me crazy you know that?" He says softly. He wraps his hands around me and I welcome the embrace a little too quickly. I cry into his shirt.
"I'm so sorry!" I cry.
"No, I should be. I shouldn't of said all that" He says softly.
"W-What if I am a monster?"
"You're not"
"Yes I am!" I shout at him.
"It was how you were raised Elliana. I can't blame you"
"The wolves didn't even kill my parents. Well, they did. But it was for the academy!" I admit. He stays silent.
"A-And I don't know why I'm loyal to them. I mean they killed my parents and my brothers. And here I am, standing up for them"
"They were a sacrifice! Because humans to them are expandable, as long as we kill wolves whilst we're at it" I say spitefully.
"What are you talking about?" He asks.
"The wolves were supposed to find out about my tenth birthday party. They were supposed to leave their homes and come crash my party. It was the plan. And whilst they were there, we would be at their homes. Raiding for information, planting bombs. My parents were sacrificed and for what? For our war against the wolves. It's never going to end!" I sob.
"I know" He says sadly.
"I don't want to live like this" I say finally.
"Don'r worry. You won't have to for long"
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Hunted
WerewolfElliana Matthias. Orphan. Hunter. Cold. Heartless. Last of the Matthias bloodline. Those were the words I was described with. One word I never thought I'd be called with was the word so many werewolves cherished. Mate. •Sequel to Broken• You do not...