Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future by Neener Chapter 3

I hear Alpha Graham’s footsteps walk back down the hallway as he leaves the dungeon. Ryan tightens his grip on my neck, extending his wolf claws, making me yelp.

As soon the door slams, Ryan releases my neck and kneels in front of me. His face is contorted with anger. His eyes flicker black as his wolf, Dagger, comes to the surface. He grabs my shoulders, shaking me roughly, “What the Hell did you do to make him so mad?”

Why isn’t he beating me like he told Alpha Graham he would? I stiffen my whole body, avoiding eye contact with him. I’m shaking so badly, I can’t even speak now.

The thought of two people beating me regularly for the rest of my life…it just can’t be real. Can it?

How can the Goddess allow this to happen? I want to die.

That’s not an exaggeration. That’s not me being

dramatic. Please, Goddess, don’t let this happen. Just let me die.

I shake so badly that I fall to my knees. I start to sob hysterically and my brain shuts down from being able to think rationally.

Ryan grabs my chin and forces me to look at him in his cold gray eyes. He looks at me in horror for a moment, “Wh-what happened to your eyes?”

He moves his hands up from my chin to just below my eyes. It feels like his hands are trembling against my face.

“A-are you a hybrid or something?”

is to shake my head no between sobs. As I shake my head, I feel him starting to press

to poke my eyes out. Holy crap, he saw the violet color. He was going to blind me. I place my hands on top of his trying to pull

Don’t take my

like time is standing still because I’m in the middle of a traumatic situation. No, time is actually frozen. Well, frozen for everything except for me I should say. I can feel

fly is suspended in mid-air. The

hear me? Did she have mercy on

with wide eyes. My hands are glowing purple. As quickly as it stopped, time starts again. Ryan starts screaming and pushes himself away from me. The tops of his hands where my hands were

look down at my hands. They are normal again, not glowing purple. Seriously though, what the

you

punches me in the stomach, knocking the air

of my lungs.

I don’t know how long I sit like this but when I finally open my eyes

against my bed for a while longer,

breath. He didn’t hurt me? Surely he was coming back. I

parts of

out loud, just in case the miracle I just experienced

exaggeration, either. Even if I try to run away, either he or Ryan would find me before I could get off the territory. I think he really would kill me at this point. Speaking

I splash cold water on my face and look in the grungy mirror. Both of my eyes are pure violet now. The silver streaks are starting

back to my room and get dressed in leggings and a t-shirt. I put on the baseball cap Diane gave me, pulling the brim low to hide my eyes. Throughout dinner, I receive murderous glares

seeing the color. Ryan glares at me every chance he gets. After dinner, it takes longer than usual to