Chapter Three
Song: Wild Horses by Bishop Briggs
Word Count: 411
Bishop's Point of View
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From the corner of my eye I kept seeing Maya's head turn curiously my way and stare at my right arm. I sighed. She was looking at my Latin tattoo. "I got it when I shifted."
"What does it say?" She asked.
"I...I..don't know." I replied honestly and hung my head.
"I have a friend who wrote down some stuff in French for me."
"It's Latin." I answered. When I was with my family, they only said it was Latin but would never tell me what it said.
"I know Latin!" She squealed. She probably couldn't read it since it was a little bit rubbed off.
"I took it in school, but I'm a little rusty." She then grabbed my arm. And looked at it intently.
"Vivere pro nobis." She repeated it.
"It means 'Live for us.' Huh well thats weird."
I stopped. My body stiff, fist clenched drawing blood.
I knew why it was there.
My family meant live for their freedom. They meant don't get caught.
And I vowed to never submit or captured.
I promise.
M...my promise. Its broken. And I cried for the first time in eight years. I stopped crying when I was thirteen. When I left and I found him.
He ruined my life. He made me a rouge. But my revenge is forever held, because he is dead.
I will always be in debt to my friend R -. "Stop your crying!" They guy who had grabbed me jerked me to the side by my hair and I yelped in panic.
Then the deep growl met my ears.
"David! Watch it, or you'll be with Jared." He said firmly. The wo - David, who was carrying me shivered and bowed his head submissively.
I snorted as my hand came up and covered my mouth and nose.
The wolf growled at me and drug me along roughly.
I coul - no I wouldn't submit to my alpha, or to anyone for the matter.
Then it came back.
When I met him, he acted sweet nothing like this but then when he went to kill me he drugged me and threw me around like a rag doll. Like this guy.
Then she came and killed him without a second thought.
I will forever be in Roses debt.
Because she slit his throat in cold blood.
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