It was so dark. I couldn't see anything. The wind was howling like a furious wolf on the verge of killing somebody . I was so scared. The cold was biting into my skin that I couldn't feel it anymore. I put my trembling arms around myself in a miserable trial to warm up myself. It was so cold here. I couldn't remember how I ended up in this place. The only voice that could be heard was the rustling of the wind and my foot steps. Walking was a great effort for me: the wind was pushing me back even if I walked with its direction. It was like it's trying to hold me in my place, I was trapped. I was wheezing by now as if I ran for a mile. I gave up. I was stuck here. I just sat down in my place and wrapped my arms around my self trembling furiously. I felt like crying but no tears seemed to come out, as if they were trapped inside my eyes. It felt like I was gonna die here. Wether it's because of hypothermia or else. Was I scared? Not really, I just wanted it to be quick, I have suffered enough. I hated feeling cold. My head rested on my shoulder as I kept rubbing my arms around myself trying to warm up myself in a desperate attempt. My skin was covered in goosebumps from the unforgiving cold. My teeth were chattering together relentlessly and uncontrollably. The idea of death didn't really scare me. I guess I was just much of a coward to face the truth. I guess goddess has finally realized my life has no purpose and that maybe my death will have a better purpose. My prayers have been have been finally answered.
Steadily the room's temperature began to rise. I couldn't shift back into my wolf. I couldn't feel it inside me. I guess she passed away after the enormous amount of silver that was forced into us last night. She didn't deserve to be tied to someone like me. She didn't deserve this life. Quite uncontrollable sobs kept making their way out of me. It was all my fault. Maybe if I died a long time ago none of this would have happened, everyone would have been happier, and my mom wouldn't have.... I was wailing out loud by now. I couldn't help but feel so guilty. I am the reason behind all of this.
"Kayleigh" a faint whisper could be heard from a distance. It was almost too familiar. I lifted my head up in panic searching the area with my now blurry eyes. A faint source of light could be seen in a distance. I slowly stood up on my shaky feet. The wind wasn't as strong anymore. The room began to warm up gradually. It was like this light could bring warmth back to the room. I rubbed my eyes furiously trying to maintain my eye sight desperately. "Kayleigh" the familiar voice called more clearly this time. Gradually I could make out everything in the room I was standing in a dark clearing in the forest surrounded by tall willow trees. There was a canal bridge in front of me. On top of it my mom stood in a white cloak with an old glowing lantern in her hand. "Mom, i-is th-that really y-you?" I asked in a quivering voice. She just looked at me and smiled. She bent putting the lantern down not breaking eye contact then she looked at me and opened her arms smiling widely at me. "Mom" I yelled cheerfully. I began to lope towards her as fast as I could. I couldn't wait to be in her arms once again. I missed her so much.
My happiness was cut short when I suddenly tripped over and fell down on my face. A pair of arms were holding me down in a tight grip. I began to thrash violently trying desperately to free myself. I began to scream as loud as I could trying to break free. I felt an arm go around my waist and a large cold clammy hand on my mouth. I struggled against the vile hands trying to break free but it held me more tightly. I looked back at mum. She still had her arms wide open with a pout on her face as the bridge began to move backwards. I began to thrash harder trying to get to her. I can't lose her once again. "Hush honey, you belong here" A croaky voice whispered in my ears. It was him, him who ruined our lives. He's back. I watched my mum go as she disappeared from my eyesight all the time struggling to get to her, but I was much of a weakling. I was desperate. Silent tears kept strolling down my cheeks. I was a wimp, too weak to do anything.
Suddenly he yanked my hair sharply with his hand pulling me with him. I screamed struggling to get away from him. "Leave me alone, leave me alone" I screamed as loud as I could thrashing violently into the ground.
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Lullaby
WerewolfWhat did I expect? For him to throw me in his arms and mark me as his? Or for him to at least treat me kindly? No I deserved how he always treated me. Being mates with him won't change the fact that I am the mistake. No one will ever love a mistake...