Howl of the forsaken

el 's

Uncle Declan's tone was gruff but t

as holding on a tray. "Coming, Alpha!" I shoute

night of celebration, I

laugh on their faces. I've gotten used to the hurt already. The orphan. The weakling. The pack's servant girl.

clan and handed him the tray and kep

turning his head to me. "Now s

tchen while being engulfe

en an electric shock. The room went quiet. I glanced up to f

is it?" I inqu

e. "Your eyes," he whispere

usion. "Glowing? W

Uncle Declan's face transitioned to anger. He abruptly

scared his footsteps might puncture the g

and do not come out unti

so paralyzed that I could not even utter a single word, and all that I coul

strange. I felt that it was due to lack of good sleep

d my responses and my eyes glowing. E

r did I see the scenario befor

appened? Why did my eyes shine that way? And what the heck? Did I just see

st louder than the whispers I started hearing outside my locked room. I stood up with the intent of peeping through the holes in the do

their natural bright gold col

ace had been all too real. There was something mor

ip out for some food when another set of whispers became a little louder and caught my attention

ind out the truth". It was Uncle

d listening silently occasiona

id, "What if it happens again?

Declan. "We never let her know the truth

d what tru

k room and Uncle Declan, asking me to trust him, he takes my hand and leads me t

ng more. . . . abilities?

hen we will have no other option," replied Unc

aced my hand over my mouth to stop mys

ts began to race. There was something that Uncle Declan was not telling me about my parent

and that is why I had to set

l the pack records were kept there by him. If there was

t, I don't know what my Uncle Dec

ir rooms, at least I thought so. exhaling deeply, I got out of my ro

taste you tonight, you

husky low voice, as h