Calm and Chaos

2. Patch & Catherina | II

Title: Wolves of Never
Genre: Werewolf | Short Story
Warning: Violence | Harassment
«»«»«»

[Catherina Nixon]

Seventeen years ago

I'm scared, I'm trembling with fear as my lungs filled with dust and horror. Please, don't let them see me.

"Nasaan siya?"

I heard them as I kept quiet inside the small old cabinet in the attic. I silently prayed that the Moon goddess would hear my pleas, so that she will summon someone who can save me. But I waited but no savior came to my aid. I heard drum rolls inside my head as I heard their footsteps going upstairs.

I bit my lower lip to stop myself from crying. I don't want them to find me here and force me to do something I hate and is against my will.

"Nasaan ba ang batang 'yon? Hinahanap na siya ng Crown Alpha!" 

Upon hearing that title my breath literally stopped. I'm scared of that title, I hate the guy who owned that title!

"Bilisan n'yong hanapin si Catherina kung hindi ay malalagot kayo!"

What do they want from a nine year old girl? What do they want from me?!

I didn't do anything that may ruin the Iron Fist Pack's reputation. I just wanted to play outside and be happy and not to be eaten up with this terror. I'm too young for this feeling. I wish that this is just a dream—a nightmare. I just have to wake up and all of this fear will be gone in an instant.

"Nandoon 'ata siya," my breath hitched as I heard as my Mother pointed out where I was.

Cold sweats started to roll down my face and my hands started to shake as I heard their footsteps getting closer and closer. The cabinet where I was hiding was small but I pushed myself to fit inside. My back ached but what hurt me the most is my parents didn't do anything to save me.

They willingly handed me to the devils! My heart throbbed with so much pain.

I squinted my eyes and kept praying but my hopes crashed as I felt cold fingers snatched my arm. He pulled me out harshly. My head hit the corner of the cabinet, it was painful. I was shaking with so much fear. I couldn't hear anything but my heart that was beating so fast it could jump out of my chest.

"Nandito lang pala itong batang 'to! Pinaghanap mo pa kami!" the man said and forced me to stand up.

He slapped me hard on my right cheek that made me fall onto the floor. I could taste the metallic blood on my mouth. 

I turned to my parents' direction. They are looking at me with pity in their eyes. But I don't need their pity. I needed them to do something. I needed them to save me from this pain, but all I could get was their hopeless face.

The man who slapped me is one of the members of our pack and he is loyal to our Alpha Finnick. They are dirty, I saw how they tortured innocent members of our pack without a valid reason.

If they find something inappropriate, even a tiny mistake, they will sue them and torture them even if they are in our pack.