Foe

chapter one

It was nearly midnight when I woke up shivering and realized I needed to go hunting for wood. As I stepped outside I was welcomed with thousands of ear piercing howls. A full moon. The night you were supposed to spend with your pack praying for the moon and asking for blessings, but for me, it was nothing but a  bad memory.
To say I was saddened is an underestimation for I am much more affected.

Toss that. Delete that. Never believe whoever tells you pitiful stories about me.
I wasn't sad. I never was and will never be upset because a bunch of idiots kicked me out of their pathetic excuse of a pack. In fact I was even glad because belonging to them might ruin my reputation.

Years ago, I've won the title of the most ruthless female werewolf, and I want to keep it that way. No one dared oppose my orders, let alone defy me. I wouldn't say it's out of respect, bloody hell, they despised me. It's rather of fear. Anyone in his sane state of mind would avoid being in the bad side of someone who slaughters people for fun.
Yes. That's who I was. A monster. A beast whom favorite hobby is inflicting pain, one that would make you beg for death if you ever crossed its way.

As I bent down to collect the last piece of wood, I suddenly hear crunchy sounds of dead leaves from behind me indicating a foreign presence. I sniffed the air in attempt to recognize the source and my blood boils when I realize it's a werewolf, or more.

"You dare cross my territory."
I sighed rather calmly trying to control my frustration. The mere reason I chose to live in the middle of nowhere is to not be annoyed.
Unlike other wolves, I craved solitude and whoever ruins that must pay.
And how I wished I did that right away instead of wasting time on thinking, for when I turned around to finish them, I was met with a bullet in my leg paralyzing me instantly.
They knew who I was and they couldn't risk confronting me fairly. But oh boy, was I over with them.

I dragged my bruised leg using my werewolf speed until I was behind my opponent. Wasting no second this time , I snapped his neck and moved to find the others.I watched a few struggling in the darkness, traumatized by the sudden death of their mate and I knew I should strike. I curled my hand into a fist for I was unable to use my legs and took them down one by one, their blood splattering all over the ground.

I smiled in triumph as I aimed for the last one, yet, the only thing I faced was disappointment. Before I could even touch them, my mind spinned and my sight started blackening out before landing on a shadowy well sculpted figure.

I was injected with wolfsbane.

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The stark smell of bleach was overwhelming.  I scrunched my eyes at the bright light that was sipping through my closed eyelids.  I felt powerless and heavy. I could not move my hand, my head or my body.

I sowly started blinking, desperately trying to open my eyes and see what’s around me. Where am I? A blinding light slowly subsided I could take a look around my surrounding. I was in what looked like a dungeon. One equipped with several medicines and straps. Hah.
              A torture room.
Memories from last night started invading my mind. I was kidnapped. An ancient feeling fiercely arose in me. One I thought was long burried in the depth of my past. Defeat. I couldn't be defeated I could never be.

I started shaking violently and despite the unbearable ache that striked my body once I moved, I got up from where I was laying, destroying whatever crossed me while doing so.

Not even a moment later, guards broke through the metallic door and hurried in my way. Lucky for me, I thought, I get to satisfy my rage.

Four broken noses and two more ahead, I picked on a familiar scent not so far away. I suddenly stopped in my tracks registering what was happening. It was him. His doing.  Noone dares do this but him.
Heavy footsteps sound nearby almost confirming my thoughts, making it more hard for me to stand on my now buckling knees. And there he stood, in all his royal dumbass glory smirking at my sight.
"Welcome home dearest Bella, I see you  already made yourself comfortable."
Fury. All I could was deep red fury.
The man of my nightmares. The cause of all my problems.
My foe.