Amara: The Cursed Blood

familiar eyes that she could ask for help. The house was spacious and cold, and there was a lounge where the owner usually accepts

isgusting h

ing into her fractured arms while laying on the cold ceramic floor. She could not get up. Her body felt so numb. She was too weak to move, and she realized that it was merely impossib

ghout her life with the Crimson moon pack. These full-bl

ory, not only because her father was born as an Omega, but also her mother was a mere human, and so, this made her a ha

groups who came from higher ranks had been bullying her for years already. Gasping for thin air, she knew she was alr

ow a jab. Her consciousness was slowly drifting away. Her visions were g

her that their strength shouldn't be used to harm someone and to take vengeance. She was taught that a werewolf's power was a gift from the Moon Goddess. Amara knew that it is wick

ierra's grating voice, one of the higher ranks' daughter and the ke

old man worked as a slave in the pack house and asked her to provide the new blankets for the full blood. She

owing in her nose. Her rib cage was broken, her face was pale, her lips were covered w

ior, and then laughed devilishly. "Don't you have a little strength to

cursed child who didn't get any of those magni

st. These words were like knives that w

a wolf at all... but maybe she was wrong, that deep down in her heart she wanted to shift... and these thoughts will forever haunt her of want

alf-bloods in the Omega had shifted for the first time around the same ages, but that opportunity didn't hap

s she cert

d child,

at home instead of banging a low-life human out there. If only he used his head at l

" Amara repeatedly groaned when s

oming out of her mouth. Another foot stepped

stepped onto her face firmly, making her feel a lot more pa

She was about to hold Sierra's foot so she coul

ost unconscious that she could not hold on to her foot. Klaud gave Sierra

shattered the glasses into pieces. The intense cold wind blew out the candles, turning the lounge to be com

ue as ice. He was tall, sculpted with broad shoulders. He then put down the la

to kill all of yo

so harmed Amara, had spo

, one of the top war

doing here?"

you, right? What are you doi

warrior, again. She couldn't count how many times Killian saved her from these ill-mannered full bloods. She coul

mmediately pulled her foot away from her face. "Where are

why don't

ve, he was able to push Sierra on the wall, cornering h

k, Killian!"

, Sierra? Leave the half-blood alone!

!" Sierra y

ke sure you're going to pay for bull

p. She couldn't even make a move because of the br

eat the hell out of you whenever she sees you," Killian so

ied weakly. The pain in her stomach beca

ced her soft whimpers. He pulled up the hem o

lf-blood. We need to go to the pack doctor

at a half-blood like me," she re

bloods, not even once a pack doctor showed up. Her father had to treat her instead, using the herbs he usually gets in the woods. Unlike t

onvince Dr. Vaugh, alr

chuckle. "Whateve

ly like it whenever they hurt you," Killian uttered si

e said. Those kind words gave her comfort.

ady found his mate and she knew it would be only one unrequite

t being a half-blood was not a bad thing. He'd been protecting her since she was four ye

..." was the only t

r truth apart from being a half-blood. Deep in her wildest dreams, she hoped that Ki

ifetime, she

lian was carrying her on his back. The surrounding was now quiet as

and closed her eyes. The side of h

he'll stay by my side, she thought. However, she reminded herself that Killi