“You will no longer be a burden in my life, Annie, not in Jennifer's. It will be my utmost pleasure to send you to hell along with your parents.
I remember how Lucas had showered me with affection in the past, why couldn't I read in between the lines that he never loved me, his family just coveted me because I was the sole heir to my family dynasty and I never imagined in the whole wide world that Lucas was concocting a sinister plan against me.
My heart shatters in the moment. I always believed my father's death happened in a strange circumstances. Now there's no doubt Lucas and his treacherous family had something to do with my father's death, rumours in town said before my father's untimely death, he was last seen with Lucas, my mother and I had refused to pay heed to those rumours. Because I was blinded by love for him, my mother also trusted him because he became a pillar. She had no doubt about him
Now more than ever I was convinced Lucas had something to do with my father's tragic death.
More than ever I wanted to stay alive and extract revenge, now I wished I explored them earlier to have an escape option.
Lucas's evil smirk was the last thing I saw before another muffled shot resonated throughout the wood.
The last shot forcefully pierces through my chest. I barely managed to look up to the faces of the two people who hated me so much.
“Why Lucas?” I managed to ask with a half howl, anguished and broken. “Why are you doing this to me?
Nothing prepared me for this moment l was too naive for the evil that surrounded me.
I was lost with a lot of unanswered questions.
A sharp pain and dizziness suddenly attacked me. Instinctively I brought both hands to my chest feeling something breaking inside.
“I hate you, Annie Baltimore and I hope you rot in hell forever and ever.” I could only emit a loud cry of pain and despair.
At that moment Jennifer shot me with another bullet taking me with surprise, she was more than eager to get rid of me.
“I accept your rejection,” I managed to say before darkness and oblivion completely took over me, another dreadful howl this time from Lucas reverberated through the vast wood dispersing every living thing from the vast wood.
“How do we dispose of the body without being seen? Jennifer ask Lucas with concern.
“I have perfect plan for that, we will dispose of the body by the table-white cliff outskirts of town. I planted lots of Alibis Incase the town nosy sheriff ask any questions or poses any threat, because I know he would've let this slid easily. Let get going so we can dispose of the body, the moon is out already, a perfect timing.” Assisting Lucas to thrown Annie's corpse off the cliff. She was damn happy things went according to plans, looking at Lucas with an accelerated breathing. Finally he will be completely be hers even though she has been marked by him, she was finally going to be his sole Luna, the stars really aligned in her favour.
Lucas looks at his shotgun and places it carefully in his pocket, making sure no one saw them.
“Don’t worry my queen ,I told you no one comes around here and she is dead and gone from our lives forever.
Hearing a gasp but from the distance, so he doesn't pay any attention to it nor worry about anything else.
Jennifer was right after all, everything turned out well. Annie Baltimore is dead and now the entire parks of nombre and red moon belonged to him, the future Alpha.
I woke up with a full ache in my head, realizing I had been dreaming and groaning in pain. Letting out a low curse, I felt a bandage wrapped around my head which was a physical reminder of how I escaped death.
The sun halos brimmed through the window, I glanced to see myself in a dimly lit room. I glanced towards the other side of the bed fixed with blood drip.
My wolf body drained and worn out from the profound effect of the silver bullets shot in to my bloodstream, letting out a low curse, I had underestimated the pain of silver bullets and I never knew it would be this agonizing.
I felt a bandage wrapped around my head, which was a physical reminder of how I escaped death.
I felt empty—hollowed our by grief and loss as the weight of memories of past events pressed on me. I slowly recollected the memories of past events, and it was as if I died once.
My heart sinked, I had lost my word in chaos of shattered images and love torn by grief and betrayal. The death of my beloved parents had already pushed me almost to the brink of insanity and now coupled with the cruel betrayal of Lucas intensified my agony.
The shattered fragments of my heart seemed already scarred by the betrayal of Lucas. Recalling his animalistic behavior clawed my soul,beach memory like a sharp sword ripped through my chest.
The love and bond that has once been a a source of warmth turned a scary memory tormenting me with realization that what we shared would remain a nightmare.
I lay there looking lost, staring in to empty space as I wallowed in self-pity hoping to wake up from this unexpected nightmare
“I will get back at them, I muttered trying to comfort myself”.
My ears perked up on hearing the sound of footsteps, weariness met anticipation, I wanted to meet who rescued me. I lifted my gaze despite being exhausted and smiled warmly. I had endured only God knows how many days of exhaustion, saying I was beyond exhausted would be an understatement. The door opened and my tired eyes met brown eyes which are normally warm and compassionate. However, his eyes darkness he walked towards me like they were hiding secrets. My intuition told me he was the one who saved me in an instant.
“Thank you for saving me”. I found muttering in a low tone.
“It is the will of the Moon goddess,she saved you, not me”. He offered , a subtle flicker in his eyes revealing more than his words conveyed.
“My grandmother will be here soon, she's a traditional healer too and she has been helping me nurse you back to life”. A knock on the door cut short his conversation. A beautiful woman with silver hair colour walked in to the room, she carried an air of elegance with an aura of prestige hovering around her.
Her eyes filled with love and concern suddenly lighten up, she became happy and and walked towards me patting me gently on my freed hand. A sign that she was happy to see conscious after many days of being bedridden.
“Here, dear,” she said, bringing me out of thoughts. She handed me a cup filled with a traditional medicine she brewed.
“My grandmother is the healer of the golden moon pack, the brown eyes stranger who hadn't utter a word since grandmother came suddenly spoke out with pride.
The scent wafted through the air—a mixture of local herbs. I took cups from her hands with shaking hands, grateful for her care and drank the concoction carefully so it wouldn't spill. Warmth spread through me, a balm to my damaged soul and body. As the comforting effects settled in, so did the flood of memories. Tears swell in my ears and I began to cry.
The tears and pain of betrayal was overwhelming me. His grandmother sat close to me, watching me cry my soul out. I was grateful to have the brown eyes stranger whose name I was yet to know. Their presence gave me reassurance. Gently placing a hand on mine and giving me an empathy look I never wanted anyone to give me.
“It is okay to cry dear, let it out, you have been asleep for days, I'm sure you have lots of emotions bottled up inside you.” She said softly as the weight of loss, rejection and betrayal pressed heavily on my chest in a loving embrace and in that moment I let my tears flow,veach drop carrying the weight of grief and the beginning of a painful healing process.
“Sometimes dear, healing begins with acknowledging pain . Let yourself grieve.” She added that it made so harder as I remembered all the past good memories. Lucas and I were childhood sweethearts. I never foresaw us breaking up; we once swore to each other that only death could break us apart, but now everything was over in the blink of an eye.
“I'm here for you, my sweet Annie. You aren't alone," she said softly. I wondered how she knew my name
Yet I felt lonely as the weight of the double loss was an anchor pulling me deeper into despair, Healing doesn't exist, and I got to find out in the days that followed. I wandered through the pack lands like a ghost as everyone gave me the look of pity. Grandmother was always by my side, trying to comfort me with words like, "You're stronger than you realise, my love. The pain will ease with time." But I knew better deep within that this was something I could never heal from and not accept as the reality of my shattered dreams lingered. I lay on the bed like I always had as the weight of grief and memories pressed on, and just when I was about to close my eyes, I heard a soft knock on the door, and I gazed up to see the man who rescued me, Abel, entering the room. Ever since he had carried me to the hospital, I had never seen him, because Grandmother had mentioned how he brought me back to her pack while I was unconscious as a result of shooting by silver bullets and thrown the cliffs, Thankfully a tree held my body if not, I would have sustained serious injuries. His brown eyes softened with concern as he saw the tears staining my cheeks.
"Annie," he began, his voice filled with an unusual urgency, I looked up confidently seeing him worried.
there's something you should know. Alpha Lucas is getting married to the lady whom I both saw together at the cliff disposing your body, and he intends to make her Luna immediately.”
The words hung in the air, a cruel twist to an already devastating tale. My heart, already shattered, seemed to crumble further at the news of his swift decision to move on within few days of my supposed demise. The tormenting thoughts swirled in my mind, and a haunting question lingered: would Lucas truly betrayed her?
I could remember the sound of her laughter filling me with despair while they both shot me almost to death. It was a sharp contrast to my pain, which fueled the seed of revenge in me.The betrayal cut deeper into my soul, the wounds of his rejection, and the startling revelation that my perfect world had been turned upside down washed over me as I realised that I had been abandoned as a living dead. The room felt like it was closing in on me, and the walls were echoing with the weight of betrayal. It suddenly felt like getting choked up.
