Ansel
I wake, feeling a pounding pressure in my head. I groan softly then whimper. A Light shines on my face and I don't want to risk opening my eyes only to be in more pain. I feel that I am on a bed. An unfamiliar one. Maybe I had been rescued and brought to safety. But then I remembered that everyone probably bought I was at the safe house already. Maybe I had been taken as a hostage.
I feel a pang in my heart. Father and Mother were still at the palace. I say a quick prayer to the Moon Goddess asking her to help my parents.
I take a deep breath smelling many scents. None familiar. There were so many people here. This is not my pack or a safe house. I smell once again that beautiful rose scent. This time it is almost overwhelming. But somehow it makes my head hurt a little less.
I have to open my eyes. I have to escape wherever I am.
I slowly crack my lids open. The light which I thought was bright, is only a small strip of golden light coming from a cracked door. I look around to see that I am in a small room. The walls are a rose gold pinkish color. I lay atop a little bed with white fluffed covers. I feel them, finding that the top blanket is stuffed with feathers. The only things in this room that I can see is the bed and a small table that holds a candle and a glass of water.
Noticing details was quite hard with my heavy eyelids closing on my every few seconds. But I do notice that I am clutching an object close to my form. I peek down to find Father's crown. I stifle on a sob, remembering the last time I saw Father. At least I had gotten to keep the crown with me.
I jump upright into a sitting position when I hear shifting and creaking of floorboards in the room coming from behind me. I clutch Father's crown close to my chest, and I turn around to find a man that looks like Father sitting in a chair. His eyes open and meet mine. Fear courses through my veins as I scramble out of the bed.
"Ansel? Ansel!" The man exclaims. He hops out of the chair and makes his way over to me.
I let out a blood-curdling scream and fall to the floor. I scoot backward using my free hand until I press against the wall behind me. I back myself further into the corner and let out another terrified screech. Tears begin to pour down my cheeks as I look up at the man in front of me.
The man stops and stares at me with the most pain-filled eyes I'd ever seen. I hear thundering footsteps towards the door and I begin to wail. I can't remember the last time I had cried like this, but I never wanted to again. It made me feel so...weak.
The door swings open, slamming harshly against the wall behind it. I cry out at the loud noise and bury my face into my knees which I hold tightly to my chest.
The overwhelming scent of rose enters the room. My body shakes, but this time from an unexpected wave of pleasure. I slowly raise my head to find an extremely tall man with the powerful aura of an Alpha. But not a full Alpha. Which means the Alpha before him has yet to retire from his position.
He has beautifully tanned skin with big muscles. His hair is a midnight black that shines in the dull light coming from outside the door. His eyes are a bright golden hazel color. This man was so handsome. The amazing scent that I keep on smelling was coming from him.
Mate.
No. No, no. This cannot be happening to me. The Alpha of our enemy pack could not be my mate.
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Into The Woods (mxm)
WerewolfThis is the old version of Into The Woods. The ENTIRE book will be redone soon as it is much needed. The new version will be posted here in a few months. Feel free to read this version if you'd like (though there's lots of errors and plot holes) Bo...