Freya's pov
As they brought the screaming form of Anabel into the small room, i could smell blood. The blood of the lifeless form of Tyrone, the blood which rushed through the veins of Leza and the man who stood before me. I was disgusted. How dare he stand with the crowd of wolves. He was not a wolf. He was not even a real fairy.
He may claim the title of fairy, but men do not have any gifts of the fae.
I glared at the man i once called my father. He knew how to hurt me.
"Too bad." The words he spoke as he tore the heart of Anabel from her chest. I saw red. The blood dripping from his hand. The pure bliss of a witch.
Anger rose inside me. I was furious. Anger consumed me. I felt the pop of my bones, but the metal on my hands and legs burned my flesh which stoped the change. An angry roar escaped my lips.
The man looked at me.
"You remember me. I can see it your eyes."
I spat at him.
"How could i not father" the word spat from my lips in disgust.
"You will join us. Or more will die. And i will take every single loved one you have. Including your precious vampire"
A gasp escaped my lips. How had i forgotten Zayd? Has he realized i was gone? How long have i been missing?
Leza stood proudly over the bodies of the two whom i owed my life to.
A woman walked into the room.
"It is time Adris."
With a sharp nod of his head, a male to his left began to remove his clothes. The light from the door revealed him to be the man i once desired in school. The man who shunned me.
He walked over to me. His form now unclothed, he used a claw and sliced my clothes off. I instantly knew what was going to happen. I screamed, the man climbed onto me, postioning himself above me. And with a sharp thrust, he invaded my very soul.
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Moon Howlers
Loup-garouWhat do you do when you wake up naked on the streets, with no memory except your name? Freya is a confused newly made werewolf. Zayd is the ancient Vampire. After 300 years of no wolves, the arrival of Freya confuses and intrigues Zayd. After doi...
