The Lone Wolf And Her Superstar

"I reject you Olivia, daughter of Klaus and heir to the silver pack"

Those lines still ring in my head. The words he spew out in public made me quiver.

The thought of the man I went through hell to be with. I cried in pain as the memory of a few hours ago refreshes.

His devious smile, his battered teeth as he rip off the flesh of wolves. The daring glare that lingers around his face.

His eyes that blaze like fire. His claws dug into the flesh of others on his way.

Every tread he took like a leopard towards made me quiver. It was a marriage union turned into a bloodshed.

I was responsible for the war. Here I was in the woods, lost and wandering, with my white dress stained with blood and mud.

The cool breeze swept dried leaves on me, cobwebs covered my face as I stride deeper in the woods.

Coyotes yaps and fox snicker while the creepy sounds of insects tingle my ears.

Tears had clouded my eyes as I was a fool for love. His soft lips napping my neck and how he made me moan whenever we mated under the moonlight was something I couldn't forget.

"She sold us!"

Their devastated voices cried. Those were the voices of my pack members who trusted me, and were ready to give their lives for me.

However, I disappointed them just to please a wolf who belongs to no class.

He was an omega whom I fell in love and made him rise to power.

A man who I blindly defended even though it was against the rules to have a low caste mate. I claimed it would breach the gap between the high and low.

Sadly, it was the greatest mistake ever. The dress I was putting on belonged to my mother.

Oh the smile on her face when she realized I was finally getting married.

Her blessings were unending, and it gave me hope that I would rule together with the man who has my heart.

That smile was no longer there when he staged an attack. The fire that engulfed my pack and the howls of pups were still lucid to me.

"We should have never let a woman rule us!"

The gammas pointed out as some of them were devoured before my face. I had to stoop so low and beg at his feet not to hurt anyone.

Oddly enough, he mocked me to watching my pack burn to the ground for my sake. I never thought he would be so cruel and heartless.

He did well to pretend that he loved me when he never did.

Always giving me butterflies, showing fake affection that even the devil could buy it.

That mean wolf tore my mother to shreds right before my eyes. He captured the women and juveniles as slaves while flushing out the rest of wolves.

It was a massacre and made my heart wax hot. My regret was that I could do nothing to save them, as guilt ate me up.

The eolian sounds the wind made drew me back to reality.

Where I stood was quiet, lonely, and dark. I couldn't concentrate.

I fell to the ground, weeping and holding my lower abdomen which gushed out blood, I was shot by an arrow containing wolfs bane.

He shot me with his hands, spat in my face and whispered;

"Fucking you was fun"

The humiliation and embarrassment I faced because of him.

Love was blind, and I never wanted it to happen to me again.

The voices of pups howling and gnashing their teeth.

I couldn't move, and I was stucked, leaning on a trunk and breathing hard.

I would rather not die yet because I wanted revenge, I wanted to torture him and hang his head.

While lost in my evil and painful thoughts, I met him. A devil, I must say, trailing towards me.

He appeared like the wind, pacing towards me, his dark boats clomping at me. His appearance caused a great turmoil in the woods.

My vision was blurry and I couldn't see his face clearly. Though, I doubt if he had a face because he was partly covered with a hue.

wearing a dark coat that had scrolls pilled up as though they were designs.

I frets, panting softly, I was unable to move, yet I tried to defend myself.

I attempted to morph into a wolf, but the poison moving in my body stopped me.

My lips couldn't utter a word as he stooped to my level and scoffed.

"We're the same, revenge, that's all we need" he screeches, and it caused cold running down my spine.

Faceless and covered with hues, I feared that I might die from being afraid.

"Who...are...yo.u" I stuttered and groaned from pains.

The poison had gotten close to my heart, and I begged in my heart that he should save me.

"They call me the devil and I can grant your wish if we make a deal" his voice echoed and I felt feverish.

I heard of him, a demon who could grant your wish if you trade your soul.

People who made a deal with him never survived.

Though, I was ready to save my pack and prove to the wolverine society that a woman could rule.

All I wanted was to reverse the destruction he caused.

Rumor has it that he plays with your mind and emotions.

He always appeared to people distressed and those seeking revenge. This devil found me rightly.

He kissed his teeth, nodded his head and brought out a scroll from his coat which he placed on my thighs.

He inhaled me and bowed his head in the direction of my wound which drool out blood.

Everything was happening fast, and I had no chance to ask questions.

Quickly, without my permission, he dug his fingers into my wound and I growled loudly with pain as my brown eyes turned mauve while my fingers morphed into claws.

I could see countless events and scenes playing in my head.

All because of him, I was making a deal with the devil, all because of him.

Furs began to pop out of my body as I shook terribly, unable to control my visions and movement.

I felt him holding my index finger and causing me to draw a signature on the scroll.

He was a man of few words, they often say, but filled with horrific deeds.

He never takes permission before corrupting one's mind.

"Read the rules, warnings, and time on the scroll you've got, we just signed a blood covenant"

Those were his last words to me, I swallowed hard, attempting to ask a question, and he vanished just the way he surface.

I felt unease, mixed emotions and nausea inside, holding my dress in pain, I writhed and after a while, I clearly remember giving up the ghost.

***

"Ready? 1...2...3! Go!"

I spur my eyes opened, perturbed by that husky voice.

My ears detected instinctive voices echoing in the background.

As soon as I opened my eyes, blinding lights flooded me and I had to use my palms to cover my face to prevent the lights.

My feet stuttering backward, but then I felt a strong arm around my waist.

It was a manly arm and I dare not to look around. My body quacks as his warmth seam through what I wore.

His breath fanned the back of my neck, and I had a taste of mint.

He held me from falling. I was pinned to his chest, and then I felt his nose and lips caress the skin on my neck.

Ticklish and nervous, It got me hypersensitive as I tried to break out of his hold, but he wasn't letting go.

Lowering my eyes down, I discovered I was putting on something different, a blue crop top and a short dark skirt that exposed my thighs.

I needed to protect myself from these humans and as I tried to switch into a wolf.

This stranger suddenly shoves me around and gave me a ravishing kiss that consumed my thoughts.

My red eyes switched back, and I noticed that he was staring at me, locked his fingers with mine while exploring my mouth with his.

I didn't get a chance to see him properly as a lot rang through my head.

For a moment, my world stopped, time didn't tick, and the voices faded away. I was stuck with only him in this universe.

Annoyingly, I pushed him away to terminate the kiss and breathe hard.

How dare he? If only he knew how I detest men after going through all the pains.

I found it hard to think as voices crowded me, clicks from cameras.

Where the hell was I? The last time I recall, I was in the woods, and now I was here?