Entangled with the Lycans of Pawxlore High

TRIGGER WARNINGS

#EWTLOPH is a dark Reverse Harem romance novel consisting of some sinister triggering elements that you might want to look out for. There is occurrence of rape, graphic violence, bondage, assault, explicit sexual circumstances and particular kinks such as breath play, impact play, blood play, masochism and more so watch out.

You know what to do it ever gets too dark and dirty.

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THIRTEEN YEARS EARLIER

ALYSSA

I couldn't cry.

Even when a big scary man with kingly robes on, an ugly scar running thru his eye, and a crown on his head sauntered toward me, I didn't run. I just stayed there, staring hopelessly at my mother's dead body from afar and hugging my dead father, heartbreaking tears refusing to wash down my face.

A large bow as dark and vile as the murderer's heart was latched across his back and the darkness surrounding him made it clear that he was the one who fired those shots into my parents.

It had been hours since then but it felt like a different lifetime... a different world.

I was playing hide and seek with daddy when the house suddenly collapsed on us. I thought I would die under the crushing weight of the roof, I thought my parents were already dead, but the goddess spared us and daddy pulled me out of the rubble while mommy hugged me. They said we couldn't wait here, that the bad men could come back. The bad men couldn't get us, mommy kept repeating.

And so daddy carried me and placed me against his chest as we ran into the forest. I was sad because I didn't want to leave all my toys behind but I was sadder when mommy stopped running and fell to the ground, an arrow gored into her head.

I thought daddy would go back to help her, I thought he wouldn't leave her there, but instead he kept running. He ran faster than I ever thought he could run and just when everything looked like it'd be fine, an arrow flew into his chest, and I slipped, rolling onto the ground. Daddy tried to reach me even then but when another arrow went through his head, he dropped and breathed his last.

I went to him, terrified, and did the only thing my frightened mind could think of. I started pressing my little hands into his chest, trying to wake him up because I had seen daddy do it to others many times before and it had always brought them back to life. I wanted to bring daddy back to life, then I would bring mommy back too, and we could all go away together.

But the big bad man that killed my parents' showed up... smiling evilly like the monster he was. I was too angry to cry or run when he pushed mommy's body away like she was a discarded road kill and only stared at him in anger, imagining so many ways I could drive the same arrow into his chest.

"What's your name, princess?"

His dark predatory voice made me shiver and I hated the way he looked at me, I didn't understand it because no one had ever looked at me that way before but I answered, "Alyssa."

"That's a beautiful name," he said sweetly, grabbing me instantly and dragging me away from everything I knew.

Away from my once beautiful and peaceful pack, a pack that he cold-heartedly destroyed.

I didn't know why he kept me alive. I didn't know why he decided to drag me to his castle after he had already killed everyone I loved.

James would be dead too. James was the Alpha's son and my very best friend. He always joked about how we would be mated in the future, and sometimes I'd hear mom and dad whisper to themselves that we were betrothed. I didn't know what that meant but it always sounded funny to me.

Now... everything was gone and I was following the evil man to the underground province of his castle. I hated him, I didn't know why I let him take me. I didn't know why I followed him behind like his good little slave.

There were so many other women and children in the castle who would look down at me sadly, and shake their heads in pity as I followed. Some of them greeted him as the Alpha King, I had never heard such a title before. In the South, there were only Alphas, no Alpha Kings.

But he destroyed my pack. He must've destroyed others too.

As we went down the stairs of the creepy place, I started to hear sounds... frightful sounds that I didn't understand. I didn't know then but it was the hellish blend of moaning, screaming, laughter, crying, flesh against flesh, whips against flesh, begging... covering my ears might've stopped me from hearing them but I couldn't shut the echoes from my mind. I couldn't stop my wolf-sensitive nose from smelling the burning of flesh, sweat, sex, fire, and death.

I didn't stop moving, getting closer to the cries of what mommy would've called hellfire.

When we rode in the carriage, the Alpha King said nothing to me. When I walked miles with him before we reached the underground, he still said nothing to me. But as soon as we alighted from the steps and set our eyes on the misery ahead, he turned to me with a delighted smile, looking so devilish with the scene of suffering behind him.

"One day, Alyssa..." I shuddered at the way he uttered my name. "...you'll rule over the slaves of my dungeons. Do you know why you'll be ruling?" I shook my head, my shaky apple-red eyes unable to look at both the horrible scene onward or the fearsome face of the Alpha King.

"Because you'll be my favorite. I'm sure of it." He reached his hand, one that had the blood of many innocents blemishing it, to touch me but I stepped back and he laughed, his laughter more gruesome than the combined wails of the dungeons. "You're lucky I'm not into children, Alyssa. They never make it past one thrust."

I didn't know what that meant but it scared the innocence out of me.

Then he dropped his bow in my hand, a very heavy one that was responsible for ending my parent's life, and continued walking. The bow had the golden emblem of a crown on it, the same crown he wore. I had seen this emblem on many of the maids' attires, the walls of the castle, the uniforms of his Sigmas, and even on some doors of the castle.

I was so scared that it was the only thing I noticed in his magnificent castle. The urge to break the bow overwhelmed me but even if I could, I didn't want to end up here today. He said 'one day' and whatever that 'one day' was... I hoped it'd never come.

I didn't dare look to my sides as we got deeper in because the very sounds were coming from there, fire stands lit their cells, and the smell of sex was so pungent that it choked me.

My body ached and because the bow became too heavy for my little hands to hold onto, I dropped it. Fear invaded my senses and I quickly bent down to pick it up but someone had already done that for me. I couldn't hide the shock on my face when I saw a young boy of about my age with the Alpha King's bow in his hands, looking at me... in this horrible place. He reminded me so much of James.

The boy had golden hair and blue eyes, and looked so nice but seemed also as afraid as me. The boy smiled at me as he gently placed the bow into my hands. I had barely opened my mouth to say 'thank you' when he turned to his left, to where the Alpha King was walking ahead, and ran the opposite way.

I didn't check to see if the Alpha King knew what happened but continued following, keeping my head down and dusting my favorite black dress-a dress that mommy said she'd get rid of because it was all I ever wanted to wear. I used to tell her not to because it matched my straight black hair but it was never a good enough excuse.

We arrived at the end of the dungeon, my shaky hands still holding on to the bow, when I saw a scared young girl trembling in the corner. Her legs and hands were chained in pairs. I was terrified to see her naked, scars marring her beautiful skin, but she did her best to cover herself up by folding her legs over her chest.

She appeared neat, smelling so much of artificial roses that I couldn't even perceive her true scent. The girl had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes, looked no older than twenty, and was very terrified. She also looked a lot like that nice boy that helped me.

The Alpha King signaled the girl to her feet and the girl wobblingly rose, keeping her head down, and still trying to cover up her body.

He turned to me and I looked away in horror when he began removing his heavy layers of clothes. He laughed again and if I could, I would've killed him just for that wicked laughter.

"Look away from me Alyssa and I will slay this slave."

My eyes teared up but I couldn't let him kill the girl because of me so I squeezed the bow with my little fingers and watched the girl sob as the Alpha King pulled his clothes off.

I didn't dare blink for the fear of him doing something terrible to her but so many times I thought of picking one of the fire stands that were at both corners of the dungeons and burning him with it.

I wished I did when he took the girl and... and... I couldn't process what was happening... but it was... traumatizing. I watched against my will as he forced himself inside of the girl, her tears gushing out, continually shoving himself in and out of her.

I held the bow as tight as I would've held my teddy on a stormy night but this was worse than a stormy night. It was a stormy nightmare. My breath was taken from me and my legs constantly warned me that they collapse soon.

The girl was screaming, crying, and I knew what he was doing to her was painful. The noises their bodies made when he hit her made my bones grind and how her body moved, how his body moved...

I didn't know how long he made me watch the dreadful horror, the girl's screams never stopping, changing positions and always giving himself the upper hand, until he laughed as he put his arm over the girl's neck, taking himself out and... I wanted to vomit.

He looked at me with deadly black eyes, his long silver hair shimmering, the girl choking on his hold as she pulsated and cried. "Welcome to my world, Alyssa."

I screamed at the top of my voice when he snapped the neck of the girl and dropped her lifeless body on the floor. The hellish yells of the Alpha King's dungeons continued to ring in my ear when I realized that this was my fate except... he'd make me wish for death but never give it to me.

ALYSSA

I made it down the roof, landing on the ground with hardly a thud but the implicating sound of my sneakers mashing dead leaves was more than enough reason to quit stalling and rake the fucking backyard already.

My feet were light and being smaller than normal werewolves of my age-I'm about 5'5"-could be thanked for my silent landings but that's the only benefit you get from a small body when you're living amongst savage beasts with more bloody stamina than you.

My phone buzzed in the back pocket of my skinny jeans, almost giving me a mini heart attack.

Cursing under my breath, I jerked it out angrily and opened it to see a text. I wasn't surprised when his name showed up... or rather what he thought was a great username.

"Not now Mr. Dracula, this is me time," I muttered to myself, gliding the notification away.

'Let's bet on setting me free tonight that you'll reply him before we return home.'

I wondered when Carmine, my wolf, would speak. It's not in her nature to keep her fucking mouth shut.

'Haven't you gotten the memo? We can't shift yet?'

A short silence from her then, 'Oh.'

She has a bad memory and the last thing I want to do is spoil tonight's mood by talking about her or my shifting problem... but it seemed like something else was about to.

The moonlight shined on my face and staring at my reflection on a phone screen did the exact thing I feared... spoiled my mood.

My apple-red eyes were staring right back at me, and it doesn't matter that they were mine because I shiver any time I gaze at them. I wonder what other wolves see when they look at me. They'll probably think I'm a demon... or the popular tag, a freak.

My straight spider-black hair stretched down to my waist and was illuminated in the white light of the moon. Even the hideous freckles staining my cheeks were visible in this mood-spoiling reflection.

The whole of Moonfall, including mom, constantly call them ugly and I can't prove them wrong because I haven't seen anyone else around here with these annoying speckles. My skin would have passed on for normal, which I really wish it could, if I didn't have an unofficial condition that makes an inflicted area red for hours just because someone, or myself, gave it a little pinch or bump ... I even have one on my ear right now from mom's squeezing.

Imagine how I look coming back from a bully encounter.

The only thing mom hates more than my ears is my hair. It grows three times faster than everyone else's and if she didn't keep grooming it, I'd be Rapunzel by now. I'm already living in a tower anyway, shut out from the rest of the world, so everything else would fit in nicely.

There was no need for makeup or to hide anything right now because it was nine pm, and no one would be out to draw attention to my abnormalities, or call me a freak. A reason I love night so much.

It's pretty clear now why I can't bear staring at my reflection. I'm a freak. Who else has red eyes, abnormal skin, freckles, wilder growing hair, is as small as me, and can't shift even when she has her freaking wolf? It gives the bullies out in this miserable pack so many things to torment me with... and they love it.

Ignoring the craving to throw my phone away and cursing for the second time tonight, I slid my phone back in and dashed into the forest.

Night in the 'jungle' is the only time I'm secure, and I wouldn't trade it for anything else in the world. Out here I don't have to worry about mom, the bullies... I could do anything I fucking wanted.

I moved fast, slipping my cold hands into my red hoodie, and taking the path I always went through. My feet had moved down here so many times that it was evident someone had made this road a daily-nightly-route.

But there's a major reason I take this path. I know it's validating that I'm a confirmed weirdo but... Ah, there they are! I stopped at a shorter but huge tree that was right at the edge of the path. It seemed like any other old oak tree but if you're brave enough to take a closer look, you'd be running out of here faster than a fugitive on the chase... unless you're me of course.

This was a habitat for spiders. The leaves had been choked to death by their stunning cobwebs and the bark was now a roadway for the cute little things.

The big one wasn't in sight so I took a step closer and stretched my hand out, letting one of the babies crawl up my arm. I loved the tingly eerie feeling of it slinking up my skin and still don't understand why people are so afraid of them but I guess they're just misunderstood, like everyone else who is a little bit different.

I returned the cutie and went on my way. Staying around there for too long would make the spiders feel unsafe and I didn't want to get there one day only to find them gone.

'I can never get used to them.'

I rolled my eyes at Carmine's words.

I was getting closer... I could already hear the soothing sound of water flowing and smell its freshness. I can't remember exactly when I found the spiders but they remind me of a pet bat I once had, Simon. Mom got it killed when Simon flew into her room.

I was seven.

'Shit, Alyssa, no negative thoughts. No negative thoughts.'

The only thing calmer than the walk to Jade River-yes, I named it...

'We!'

'Whatever.'

...was the river itself because once I reached, all my worries evaporated. I smiled, grazing my lip at the night's coolness, and took my regular seat at a rotten log infested with moss and bugs, letting myself look directly into it.

The moon was frustratingly bright tonight, I hate that fucker, but the stars never left me, even when the whole world does. I see them during the day, watching me. I know that sounds crazy but it's true... or maybe I really am just crazy.

Speaking of the whole messed up world, all I know is Moonfall. I've never been out, I've never seen if the horribleness of wolves stretches out there and it's not like I haven't considered running away sometimes, many times actually, but dad keeps holding me back.

I can't do that to him. I just... can't.

The flowing river drew me out of my thoughts. Staring at it from here, it looked like it was falling from undetectable steps because the ground was uneven, and since it was constantly running at high speeds, hitting rocks along the way, it appeared white and foamy.

The relaxing burbling sounds of it made me moan and if my parents weren't around, I would've spent the night here. Its intoxicating musky soil-like smell cured depression faster than any medicine.

No one else knew about Jade River and I wanted to keep it that way. The only thing worse than stealing my night was taking away my only safe place.

'There are so many things in the world to be afraid of Alyssa,' mom would say to me often. 'A time will come when everything good in you will be stolen away and burned to ashes, nothing you do will stop it,' she'd sometimes add but her favorite quote was always, 'You're living in a bubble my darling and when it's time to pop it, I'll be there with fired dynamite to make it explode.'

"Asshole," I whispered silently, closing my eyes and trying to get her the fuck out of my head. "Asshole," I muttered a bit louder, feeling an insane anger rising in my chest, my fists clenching to breaking point, and my mind losing all sense of cautiousness. "Asshole!" I eventually gave in and screamed, gripping both sides of the rotting log that had become a home to so many things and doing all I could to control my breathing.

She's my fucking mother, how the hell can I call her asshole?! How the hell can I even think bad about her? Well, I feel no fucking guilt because if you've known the evil things she's done to me, what she's put me through... I closed my eyes, chewing savagely on my lip.

But when my eyes flashed open, my breathing raced for a different reason. I felt eyes boring into the back of my head, sending an intense feeling that someone or something evil was watching me. I've stopped being scared of this feeling because it's gone on like this for the past several months.

And even though I knew what I would see when I turned my head, it still made adrenaline pump into me like crazy. Between two tall healthy trees that would make a woodcutter very happy, was a shadow.

The first few times, the shadow didn't have a shape. It was just like a foggy mist of darkness haunting my dreams from far away but as time passed, it got braver. Now, it's in the shape of a man and this shadow was so obvious because it was darker than the night itself.

But it wasn't the shadow figure that scared me, it was its eyes. Chili-red eyes that sent shivers down my spine. Demons are the only creatures with red eyes, but somehow I have them, and no one has an explanation for that. I didn't want to believe that this shadow was one of them.

We never get demons in the South, heck we don't even have witches. Perhaps it was something else that happened to, unfortunately, have red eyes, you know like me, but the fucking shadow isn't the only thing that's gotten braver these past months.

Shooting out my silver claws, I slowly got on my feet, approaching it with gentle but fierce steps. The shadow didn't move but I could tell its eyes were shifting... I felt them all around me like lasers of a gun, preparing to fire and kill without error.

The air around it was chilly, even when it was more than ten meters away. I wanted this thing to talk to me, to say something. I was tired of this hide-and-seek game we had been playing.

Normally, I'd have confronted it a long time ago because I embrace the weird and creepy but something about this darkness screamed danger in ways I couldn't ignore.

I stopped a distance away and the shadow tilted his head... suddenly developing this crazy intuition that it was smiling at me. Probably smiling at my stupidity because I wanted to confront it rather than run as any normal person would.

My mouth summoned bravery, ready to spill out the curses that had been playing through my head since the first time it crept up to me, when my phone unexpectedly buzzed. I looked away for one second to throw the damn thing in the river and looked back up to see that it was gone.

"Shit."

It would take forever to gather enough bravery to do something as stupid as that again. I wondered if it was still somewhere around but I knew it wasn't.

Deciding not to lose something that had taken me forever to get, for the hundredth time, I unlocked the screen and saw another text from Mr.Dracula.

Just because I haven't seen enough of the world or haven't properly left the pack doesn't mean I haven't experienced things. One of those things, is this app I have where I meet up with guys to get... distracted... and all of my 'friends' so far have been wolves since I was fifteen.

The problem is that mom has warned me never to lose my virginity or she'd kill me-I don't take her threats lightly.

But it isn't much of a problem anymore when there are other places for guys to stick their cocks into, and I've been with so many now that I've lost count.

'The app counts it for you.'

'Shut up, Car.'

Though there was this one guy that forcefully tried to ignore our agreement and drive his cock in any way. I remembered breaking a TV on the motherfucker's head and till today, I don't know if he's dead or alive.

Thirstydracula: You're running away from me, aren't you little bat? We both know your tiny legs can't take you very far, you're better off spreading them open for me.

He thinks he's very smooth, doesn't he?

Thirstydracula: Answer me little bat or I'm gonna have to find you. I get thirsty when I've got to work for my food.

Asshole.

Spiderqueen: Doubt you can even find your cock when you need it.

I was still distracted by the eyes of that... thing. Gosh, I wanted to be annoyed at this guy but I don't know, his words make something in my stomach flip. He's... different from the others.

But that's crazy. I haven't even met him, they're just words...

Thirstydracula: I do love a challenge. Let's MIRL and I'll show you just what I can do with my cock.

Automatic lip bite.

Ugh, I wanted to see him, not just some stimulating pictures that's gotten me through a few masturbations but I've been really hesitating. I've heard that getting laid by a vampire is the best and worst thing that can ever happen to someone.

I wasn't sure if I was ready for that. What if we took it too far and I let him... Vampires love blood, don't they? I might not be lucky the next time a guy tries to break my hymen.

What to do?

Thirstydracula: Is my little bat afraid of a little challenge?

I hated that he interpreted my hesitations but like I've been doing for the past few days now, I pushed it.

Spiderqueen: You can't get me that easily. One pic's all you get 2nite. GB. XX.

I shut the phone down before he replied, and damn does he have fast fingers. One more eye scan for the demon and I was out of there. I wouldn't let that asshole go so easily when we meet again.

ALYSSA

Sneaking out is easy but climbing back in is a problem when you're living in a packhouse like mine. The packhouse is the biggest building in Moonfall-but I can confidently say it isn't the biggest everywhere, when it's barely even a mansion.

It's a well-lit cream home that every modern couple in the stories aspires to have their children in... until they later find out that it's haunted.

'I did say that you've been reading way too many horror books.'

But the only thing I care about right now is its black skillion and lean-to-roof. To get to my room, I'll have to jump up to the lean-to-roof and fix myself on the part of the house that's covered by the skillion roof, climb, pass my parent's room without drawing attention, and slide into mine on the highest floor.

Piece of cake, right?

Carmine swallowed hard.

Readying my hands, I shot out my claws and took a deep breath.

It doesn't matter how good I've gotten at this, werewolves aren't made for climbing and the last thing I wanted was to get caught. If I broke something during the fall, the pain would be the least of my problems when mom gets her hands on me.

She has some 'creative' methods of punishment.

Moving on to my parents, I've noticed that the two of them have been pretty unhinged lately. They were always a jittery pair but it's gotten worse recently and I have a bad feeling that it's connected to me. Everything bad is always connected to me.

They wouldn't let me out since the beginning of this week and have been extra careful with me... I don't understand why and I'm not sure I want to understand.

I've been stuck in the packhouse all day so sneaking out tonight was just necessary. I had to see my river and check on my spiders. Not even death could stop me from doing that, and if I really did die, I'll just convert into a ghost and haunt Jade River for all of eternity.

'Sounds frightful,' Carmine said, frowning.

Digging my paws into the wall, I pivoted myself up till I could grab the edge of the lean-to-roof stretching out and used it to get myself on it, the metal groaning from my weight.

I got on my feet and slowly walked ahead till I could place my hands on the cool wall of the main house. There was no roof to support me here so I'd need to use my claws to climb. I haven't met another wolf in Moonfall that can climb or even stay a minute on a tree before crashing down. It would have made me feel like a superhero if I wasn't fucking bullied for every fucking thing that made me different.

It was now or never.

Digging my claws into the wall and extending myself up, I was able to penetrate the silver talons of my legs into the wall-don't worry about my sneakers, they're made for this kind of thing-and gradually moved a hand at a time, then another hand, then a leg, and another leg till I could already perceive my parents' scents.

'Oh goddess, I hate this.'

'Since you can't help, shut the fuck up.'

The first rule of climbing is to never look down. The second rule is to never stop because you might not be able to get the balance you did in the beginning to continue but when I heard voices reverberating out of their windows, I lost all fear and became... interested.

I wanted to ignore it and go on but the closer I got, the more I realized that they were arguing. They rarely fight so whatever caused it, had to be important. The orange light of their room was on and to save my own life, I couldn't crawl away from this.

Disregarding my second rule and changing my direction, I swerved to their window and stopped in a place I knew would do less damage if I fell, pushing my claws into the cement so badly that it would leave more than just scratches behind.

'What are you doing? So many things could go wrong, Lyss.'

'Something's wrong, I can feel it.'

'Feel it my ass, let's get the fuck out of here.'

It was too late, I was already in on their conversation... and it was fierce.

"Are you listening to yourself, Evan?! Has it been so long that you've forgotten how dangerous the Alpha King is?!"

My heart stopped on hearing the 'Alpha King'.

Goddess, I've heard horrible things about that wolf. Horrible things.

The South is the only part of the territories that is occupied exclusively by werewolves. Vampires take up the North and wolves do well to avoid their terrain. In the East, there are more wolves but with a small percentage of witches. And then we have the West, where most demons reside, there's even a smaller percentage of demons and most wolves die without seeing one.

I might die because of one if that shadow turned out to be one of them and doesn't stop stalking me.

But many years before in the South, we had so many packs and so many Alphas. The Alphas ruled each of their packs in peace, with instances of a few arguments between them, but no argument had been bad enough to cause a full-fledged war. Until when one day, out of the blue, Alpha Alsander of Blackfur commanded all Alphas to bow to him so that their lives and packs would be spared.

Of course, the Alphas laughed at him because he wasn't even among the top fifteen packs but for some reason, my dad-Alpha Evan-surrendered and was therefore tagged as a fool by the other Alphas. That was until Alpha Alsander started taking the packs down one by one, hanging the heads of the Alphas on the tip of his bow as he was said to be extremely skilled in the art of archery.

People say that the Alphas' heads are still kept somewhere in his castle, I can't say I believe that but he's the Alpha King, anything is possible with him. No one knows how he did it but he wiped out all packs, except Moonfall, and took the title of Alpha King.

There have been rumors though that he received a dangerous dark power, which he got from something evil. Many people have many things to say about him but him gaining some kind of evil power sounds like the only logical rumor.

'Earth to Lyss!'

Right. I couldn't see what they were doing but words were all I required.

Dad was breathing heavily, and I could imagine him pulling his chocolate brown hair like he always does when he's stressed. "No, Diana, are you listening to yourself?! You've been taking care of this girl for thirteen years and you have no remorse? You're just going to give up?!"

Wait... what?

I heard her growl and march toward him. "The only thing I'm giving up is that brat! I've been waiting for this day for thirteen years! Thirteen years, Evan! I will not let you jeopardize our freedom and our lives because you've grown attached..."

"Grown attached?! She's like our daughter!"

For a long second, I couldn't hear anything else they were saying. I couldn't feel my body. I felt soulless, empty and so... overwhelmed. It was like my heart had been pulled out and-and... I just didn't understand.

For that long second, I had forgotten I was hanging by a thread on the wall. I wouldn't have cared if I slipped, fell, and died. My heart had broken so many times but I had always been able to piece them together and go on with life... except this time, I couldn't.

Tears welled in my eyes at the realization that they weren't my... No, that's not true. They are... but it all made sense now. Why I didn't look like them, why mom hated me, why... it just explained things. I can handle general hate, hurtful bullying, a mother's loath and constant depression but this... I couldn't handle this.

"But she isn't, is she?!"

The tears broke out on her words and my fingers quivered.

There was a heavy silence before dad... no, he's not my dad... answered. "This all happened for a reason. The oracle..."

"Fuck that mad witch! All she did was ruin my life!"

Evan hissed in anger, fury radiating from him. "We must save her! Take her away before he comes..."

Diana laughed and my heart squeezed. "He is the Alpha King, Evan. He will find you faster than it takes him to shoot an arrow and when he does, that arrow will go straight through your head. I am taking no part in this. Kill yourself, Evan, but you're not killing me too because of that thing, whatever she is!"

Mom's stomping footsteps notified that she was charging out of the room. "She is a wolf just like the rest of us, Diana! You're making a big mistake!" He screamed after her.

I heard dad... no, Evan... sigh before I got the hell out of there and jumped into my room, shutting the windows as I curled up in a corner, trying to muster the courage to keep my eyes dry.

When I said I could take all those things, I meant I could spend each passing day with all the hate and not shed a tear. Not look weak. Not give them the satisfaction of hating myself as much as I hated them.

But everyone has a breaking point and not only did they impossibly reach it, they tore it out and exceeded it. My face was soiled with tears and there was just so much to take in.

Evan and Diana aren't my real parents. The woman I had called mother for all my life hated me more than I realized. The Alpha King was coming to get me. For what? When? No, no, no... nothing about this sounds right.

I cleaned my tears and crashed out of my crying phase because now I was angry... and I wasn't going to take this shit.

'Oh My Goddess, Lyss, I'm sorry. I... it's just so bad.'

'It's not your fault, Car.'

I had to get out of here. Another minute in this room, in the same house with those two, and I would hurl my guts out. I swung the door of my closet open and pulled all my clothes out, taking out a backpack I had had since I was thirteen.

'You can't be serious, Lyss.'

I growled. 'What do you want me to do?! Stay here until something bad happens! I can't do that.'

'But Lyss...'

'Don't but me, Car! Don't act like you didn't hear them say something about the Alpha King coming to get me. I can't risk that!'

I angrily zipped it open and started pushing in the clothes I knew would do me good in a forest, along with books. I'd need to take some food with me if I wanted to live a day out there.

'What are you doing?! You don't know anything about the outside world!'

I hesitated before replying because I knew she was fucking right. 'I'll survive.'

'What about dad? What do you think will happen to him when you're gone?'

Fuck, emotional blackmail, and it was fucking working. If what they were saying was true, and I wasn't here when the Alpha King arrives... he won't spare them. To hell with mom, to hell with the whole damn pack but dad... I couldn't believe he didn't tell me all this time.

It was like three shots to the heart. I tried to ignore my emotions and continued packing, stacking in some snacks I had previously hidden in my secret stash under my bed but I broke down and threw the bag away, collapsing into tears once more.

I hated that I still cared about Alpha Evans. He was the ideal father, he saved me from so many things and he loved me like a daughter. He was even ready to risk my life to protect me from the Alpha King. I couldn't do this to him... and I hated that I felt this way.

He's lied but... I can't let the only kind-hearted wolf I know in this horrendous world die, at least not because of me.

I needed to take my mind off all this. It was just too much... How am I meant to go around with this information and act normal? I might be different from everyone else but I'm still a living breathing wolf!

Doing the only thing I could think of at the moment, I removed my phone from my pocket, cleaned my tears, and turned it on.

'What's the plan, Lyss?'

I don't know when that fucking asshole will arrive and I'm not sure if it's safe to leave now... heck, I'm not even sure I'll be safer out of the packhouse... but what I do know is that I can't think now.

There are so many emotions swirling in me and I just need a distraction, so that I can think afterward. I have to get my mind off this or I'm going to make a mistake. This might be a mistake too but I'm not going to miss vampire sex for anything in the world. No more stalling.

Spiderqueen: I'm watching a movie, and also a bit drunk but since I'm in a good mood lets MIRL tomorrow before I change my mind. Your location, my rules.

It took him thirty freaking seconds to reply.

Thirstydracula: I knew my little bat would come flying back to me. Bring some napkins 'cause I'm gonna make you bleed.

Am I crazy? Why do I like the sound of that?