\\ Amazing trailer by @loyallyric //
One secret, one curse, is enough to change everything. Everything she knew, everything she thought she understood, became nothing, twisting into an ultimate heap of confusion. He is after her, the one that has...
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I haven't moved. Haven't blinked. Haven't pushed off her words as complete spuriousness, complete bogus. I can't. I can't for the fear that they're true, that he did use me, to get back here, away from New York. Away from the problems, away from Adrian.
All along, I just thought he was looking out for me, for everyone in Brooklyn...but now my thoughts have changed. And I don't think they'll ever be able to be changed again. I wrap my arms closer to my body, my knuckles turning white as I clench my fingers harder, balling them into fists.
The tears have stopped, but the pain hasn't.
So this is what it feels like when you've betrayed...nothing.
At this moment, piercing barks and ferocious howls erupt from outside my window, they bark over and over again. I take it upon myself to drag my body to the foot of the window, wherein which - the glass pane stops at the floor. I peer out of the transparent glass, the curtain already drawn.
There, standing in a semi-circle is eight large, black wolves, standing tall on their four legs. Each one has their attention on the leader, which stands alone at the front of the circle, barking; over and over again, until the others soon join in. It is only then that they take off running.
They run at a fast pace, faster than I've ever seen any dog do. They run straight into the forest, the trees guarding the border of the yard acting as a shield as the dark, fur covered bodies weave through the trees. I sit back against the wall, placing my hands on my lap and fiddling with my fingers. My chocolate hair falls over my shoulder, getting tangled within my lashes.
Run.
I want to run like them. Be free like them, but I'm not like them. I'm cursed, I'm cursed and there's no way out of it. When the full moon comes around, so does my other side. The other side that ruined my life, took my best friend away from me...for what seems like permanently.
I stand, my knees shaking from my sudden weight being thrown upon them, but it doesn't stop me from walking forward. I jaunt towards the door, twisting the cold metal knob; the hinges creak as the door is released from its lock, making a sound that wounds my hearing.
I stop at a door, one that I've seen Alakade enter, the same one he entered when I told him to leave. I want to so badly to break in and do what my wants to do, which is give him a piece of me.
You fell for it Vivian, you stupid girl. You fell for his façade, the one that you've hated. He played you because that's what he does, he's the feared one on the streets, and you fell for it.
I push the cruel thoughts back, continuing forward towards the stairs. There's no one else around, no one but me, but a part of me hopes to find a single person. I rush down the grand staircase, down to the bottom floor. My bare feet clap against the beams of wood, as I make my way down the familiar hallway that leads to her office - Damaris's office. My Mother's office.
As I approach, I hear faint whispers coming from the other side, that of a single male and female. They talk with one another with hushed voices, exchanging words of seriousness between one another.
"Keep her far away from this, do you understand?I've seen what he will do, through my eyes. It's not good, and until then we must keep every Canid under very close watch. He's coming..." the voice I make out to be my Mother's states.
"Yes, I understand."
"He's dangerous," she goes on conveying to the unknown identity on the other side of the door. "I know why Alpha White is back, he told me everything. Even the things I didn't want to hear. He's here for-"
I step on a wilting board of wood, the sound echoing and causing my Mother to fall silent within the room.
"Someone's here," she states urgently, "we shall finish this another time." From inside, I hear the scooting of chairs on the floor, and the footsteps of shoes clapping on the ground. Not even a second later, the door swings open, revealing Dane, but more formally known as Aldon.
"Oh, Vivian, what a pleasure!" Mother chirps but quickly turns to Dane. "Come back tomorrow, so we can create a plan," she says.
Dane bows his head, "of course, Luna Scarlet," he praises, but his bright, unnatural blue irises flicker to mine, and he nods. "Vivian," he whispers quietly, then pivots on his foot and is gone within seconds.
"Come along dear," Mother pulls me into the room, shutting the door from behind her. "Tell me, what do I owe the pleasant surprise of my beautiful daughter?" She smiles, striding around her desk and taking a seat in the nice leather chair.
Honestly, I don't even know why I came down here, other than to ask questions. Questions I will demand answers to. Now that we're finally alone and away from all ears, I can.
"Why did you leave?" I ask, but with a blank expression and vague tone. Damaris seems to be taken aback by the question, clearly not expecting it.
When she doesn't answer, I press further, "why did you leave me and Dad?"
"...there are many things that you don't know," she quietly passes under her breath.
"Like what?" I give her an impassive look, trying to hold back the shouts, and the hurtful looks. For now is when I finally get to know the truth, the one I've been longing to know what seems like centuries, though it's only been one decade.
Damaris clenches and unclenches her jaw, her gray eyes averting from mine, not making contact again.
"What is it that you haven't told me?" I sit forward in my chair, placing both hands on either side, the cold leather wrapped around the armrests sending chills up my spine.
