[Chapter 24: He’s dead]
Joilene’s POV
I was running endlessly at the dark part of the forest. The throat is drying. I’m thirst. I’m so thirsty. I keep running as I avoid the trees that are on my way. Theirs is someone trapped inside of me and I can’t let it out. I need to keep this.
I stopped from my tracks. I kneel and lean both of my hand against the ground. I was breathing heavily as I heard dripping of a liquid matter. Not just any liquid it is the thing I’m very thirst of. My heart beats rapidly, my brain in squeezing and my tastes buds are aim for that liquid. Everything around me turns into slow motion
I run as fast as I can following the scent and the sound of the liquid I’m craving. I was passing by when I saw the bats flying everywhere. The dark clouds cover the skies. The leaves were blown off the wind from its tree. Everything around me is dull, lifeless and the thirst upon my fry throat irritates me. I’m hungry but I can’t just eat any food I’m craving for something. Something that an ordinary wolf wouldn’t eat. What happen to me?
I continued running until my feet drags me to a place. A creepy one. Just then, blood was everywhere. Red bloods around me that gives the dull color of the surroundings more scary. I saw it, I saw where the blood came from. I walk towards the nearest tree with a blood on it. I can’t stop myself not to touch it. It was flesh red blood. I stare at my finger and I just found myself licking it. I wanted more! I want blood.
I became aggressive all of a sudden. I follow the tracks of the blood that may possibly lead me to more blood. Then I heard someone cried for help. I can tell that the person is in serious pain. I wanted to help but I just can’t stop myself to have more blood. Like I was addicted to it. I saw Kris. A bloody Kris trying to sit between the trees. He had a scratch at his left cheeks and he was holding a wound right at his left lower stomach.
“JOILENE! Help me! It hurts so much. Go ask for help” he said between panting. I was paralyze at my spot as I saw him slowly drenching in blood. Why do I feel like this? The last time I check I wasn’t addicted to blood. I was a wolf. I was a dragon lord. I was the one who save lives but why do I feel the urge to kill the poor, helpless Kris now. Just then, I saw myself enjoying the fresh blood right from his neck until I drained him. He’s dead and I killed him. I feel numb.
I was woken up with the strange dream. I was panting heavily while holding my chest. The sun was almost dawn and our pack is still resting. I grab a glass of water at the table near my bed. I finish the whole glass of water until my throat moistens. I lay back at my bed trying to calm down but the dream keeps flashing back. Does it have the possibility to come true?
It takes minute for me to calm myself but it doesn’t works. Just then the huge gigantic bed of our palace rang by that means there’s something bad happening. I jump off from my bed and dash out of my room. The soldiers were everywhere and panicking. Doesn’t tell me that Rain’s lair had a surprise attack but the last time I check there were only few of them we left.
I decide to go to the hall. Everyone was sad. The boys were even there and a family huddling each other while crying. Everyone was so sad as if they have lost someone. Just right in time, the door flung open as the soldiers were carrying a stretcher covered with white blanket. In a second, the sobbing and crying got even loud. I walk close to the boys that were some of them were crying. I give them a clueless look and one of the soldiers slowly flips the white blanket. There were some open wounds at his cheeks that I can tell that came from a wolf.
Kris is dead and I wasn’t able to notice that he wasn’t there with us. So maybe this family was his. I covered my mouth as I try to absorb everything. Even Tricia and BoA was shocked knowing he was dead. Then it slowly hits me. Just like in my dream, he died there and he did and if he dies does that mean that I did kill him? How was that even possible? I didn’t crave over bloods and most of all I don’t sleep talk.
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