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?”

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

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

screaming, “NONONONOOOOO! STOP!! Don’t take my eyes ouuutttt!

freezes. I don’t mean like it feels like time is standing still because I’m in the middle of a traumatic situation. No, time is actually frozen. Well,

confusion is stuck on his face. Next to him, a fly is suspended in mid-air. The second hand on the clock has stopped on the wall behind him. Drips of water aren’t finished falling, leaving umbrella-shaped splashes in

Goddess hear me? Did she have mercy on

Ryan starts screaming and pushes himself away from me. The tops of his hands where my hands were touching him are red

again, not glowing purple. Seriously though, what the Hell

Ryan to retaliate. “If you

he punches me in the stomach,

of my lungs.

then out the door. I don’t know how long I sit like this but when I finally open my eyes I breathe a

against my bed

was coming back. I sniff the air but

parts of the

out loud, just in case the miracle I just experienced was because

make dinner for the pack or Alpha Graham will find me and murder me. I don’t think it’s an 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 of which, it was only a matter of time before Ryan comes back to beat the crap out of

water on my face and look in the grungy mirror. Both of my eyes are pure violet now. The silver streaks are starting to take over my hair now. It isn’t like an old person’s hair. It is silvery white that almost shimmers, even in the low light of the dungeon. So weird, there’s no way I’m going to be able to get used

in leggings and a t-shirt. I put on the baseball cap Diane

eyes to the floor so Alpha Graham would avoid seeing the color. Ryan glares at me every chance he gets. After dinner, it takes longer