Chapter 4 Murdered

Reene

Nervousness enveloped my being like a thick, uncomfortable blanket, as I stared down at the entire pack from my window.

I looked up at the sky. The moon was minutes from hanging fully on the sky. Bright stars were scattered across the darkened sky, creating a beautiful sight.

Maybe the beauty would have been much appreciated by me, in a different situation from tonight's. I cleared my throat yet again, wiping my sweaty palm on my black dress.

I didn't know why I was nervous though. I had always looked forward to this day. The day when I get to awaken my inner wolf. However, as the time drew nearer, I found myself blinking countless number of times, my heart thumping against my chest.

'Breathe, Reene. You can do this.' I exhaled sharply.

I looked down, jealous at the way some of the pack mates all held their partners. A bonfire had been set up at the clearing where they all gathered.

I craned my neck, trying to catch a glimpse of Gabe and his bitchy mate Sierra. When I finally did, I twisted my face in disgust.

He was dressed in a plain white shirt and matching pants. In sharp contrast, Sierra was dressed in a black dress.

At the thought that we were dressed in the same color of dress, I suddenly felt that black wasn't appealing anymore.

Thinking about the way he had been embarrassed by Alpha Kaden the previous day, a broad smile spread across my face.

Suddenly, the chatter died down, and when I looked down again, my father was addressing the pack. I could hear what he was saying from my position.

"Welcome family. Tonight as we all know, in accordance with the Redwood's tradition, and all other packs, we'll be having a pack run. Today is also the day when our young females gets to awaken their inner wolves. And that includes my daughter." He paused, and looked up at my window.

I smiled and waved. He waved back, and I sighed, knowing it was seconds before the both of them would come upstairs to invite me down.

I patted my chest, and closed my eyes. They fluttered open when I heard a sharp movement behind me.

I frowned, and whirled around. I hadn't heard the door open.

"Mother?" I arched my brow, throwing a questioning look at her.

Right at my front, was my mother with a weird look on her face. My frown deepened.

"Hey mum, calm down. I'm no longer nervous. Besides, where's Dad? We agreed to head downstairs together, didn't we?" I smiled, trying to ignore the gnawing feeling of fear which tugged at my innards.

She didn't respond, and only smiled.

"Mum? What's wrong?" I watched her closely as I asked. She had her hair in braids tonight, tying black ribbons at the ends.

Maybe I would have joked about how childish she looked if I wasn't unnerved by the discomfiting aura she was oozing.

"Nothing, sweetie. He's on his way here." She winked.

Wanting to ask about the person she was referring to, the words died in my throat when my father came into the room.

"Dad, you are finally-"

I flinched when he smiled at me. Hell, I could differentiate a friendly smile from an unwelcoming one.

"How are you feeling, dear Reene?" He asked with a smile.

"Oh, totally nervous. Aside the sudden tiredness and headache, I can't-" I stopped my rambling as his smile spread.

"You aren't talking about tonight, are you?" I winced.

"Of course, I'm talking about tonight, sweetie. You don't feel nauseous, or anything of sort?" He crossed his arms, and walked over to my mother.

I fell to my knees as a sudden pain tore through my stomach. Beads of sweat were beginning to form on my forehead.

As the pain doubled, I could only choke out one word, "Why?"

"Why? I didn't know you had a sense of humor, Reene." Alpha Dennison supported his wife to my bed and helped her sit. Then he turned towards me again.

"But then, that's a wrong question, Reene. Why don't we begin with 'what?' I mean, it will be very unfair if you cross over to the other side of the world without knowing what actually caused your death." He clicked his tongue.

I coughed violently, and forcing myself to look at him, I winced when I saw the look of hatred in his eyes.

Rather than the pain that was threatening to swallow me whole, I was pained by the fact that I was going to die right on my birthday. Killed by no one but my very parents.

"You should know by now, that you have been poisoned. Since when, dear mate?" He turned to my mother.

"The day the prophecy was given." She replied in an icy tone that matched my father's.

"Prophecy? What prophe-" I couldn't complete my words, because the next minute, I sprawled on the floor, coughing out some reddish liquid.

"You don't have to know that. The important fact is that, you'll die this night. And this is where we say goodbye, dear daughter. Few minutes from now, you'll be dead, and no one will ever suspect us. Who would believe the fact that we killed you?" He asked tauntingly.

I shuddered. He was right. No one will ever know...

I gasped as I clutched at the weakening rope of my life. I couldn't die just yet. I had unanswered questions...

"Goodbye, pathetic Reene." He helped my mother up, and they headed out of the room. And then he turned, "Say goodbye to your parents for me." Opening the door, they left.

Tears spilled out of my eyes, as my vision turned blurry. Fear gnawed at my heart, as his words replayed in my head.

I was going to die... I was going to die...

But then, steadying my breath, I whispered with the venom I didn't know I could spout.

"If given another chance at life, I'll destroy you all. The ones who made me cry and the ones who made me die. Hell shall hold no candle to your lives. Hades shall be your companion, as long as I live." As the last words left my throat, I felt my body turn light.

I felt my consciousness ebbing away, and I let myself go. But not before I heard the sudden claps of thunder that resounded around the whole pack.

Same time white moon beam seeped through the windows of my room.

'Till we meet again.'