Chapter 62
Goddamn these f*****g woods. It’s been weeks since I set out to find the little b***h and there’s been no sign of her. In fact, it even appears, she avoided traveling to most packs who claim to have not had her there at all. Since when did Winter enjoy camping for f**k sake? I smirk though, feeling satisfaction that Damien is most likely dead by
now and feel absolutely no remorse whatsoever about it. I only got close to him so that I could see Winter on
occasion, not because I wanted to be friends with that asshole. God, this bloodlust is insane. All I want is more of it, killing creatures doesnt seem to be enough to quench my first. My whole throat is on fire and it’s difficult to pretend to be a shifter sometimes when visiting packs. So far no one has picked up that I’m a hybrid, something that is
working to my benefit.
Ah Winter. I brighten instantly just thinking about her. I can picture her easily in my mind, her angelic face, her
beautiful figure, those expressive eyes of hers. Her pale porcelian like skin, the way she smiles. I remember every little
tiny detail about her. This would all be worth it in the end, if only I can find her. I’m starting to suspect I might have gone the wrong way. But this is the path with the most packs and would have been the safest to take. So it made more sense to me she should have gone this way. After all, Winter is a clever girl, not stupid like most of the bimbos at
school. She had substance, quality, like a shiny coin, while the other girls were all tarnished, dirty, unclean and
impure. Not like Winter. Winter was pure goodness. She didn’t deserve to be treated like she was by her own family. I
should have killed that bastard Damien from the start. Never mind. The wolfsbane should have done the trick. It
would have prevented him mind-linking anyone for help at any rate. The poor bastard had to be a goner by now.
God, I feel disgusting. I’m covered in dirt, I’ve got foul body odor and I’m absolutely drenched in sweat. I’ve been
switching from my wolf form to my human one over and over again and it’s starting to take a physical toll on me.
There’s a pack up ahead and I’m determined to talk my way into spending a night there. I really need to sleep in a comfortable bed. I hate the outdoors, always have. I miss my gigantic mansion. At least it was civil unlike what I was
forced to experience now. I make sure my eyes are back to their normal colour and not glowing red, needing to put on my fake facade. How stupid is it that shifters can’t seem to smell vampires? Or maybe it was just hybrids in general? | would have to research that later. I was intrigued by the notion.
of their territory.
my face to look relieved. I need to look non threatening, a lone traveller going from
pack.
to me grimly and I blink at him. If I had to
need to be polite, if I want them to
in search of a long lost sister of mine” | lied through gritted teeth,
that and looks at his comrades a
to find her. I’ve been going from pack to pack, hoping she’s taken up roots somewhere. I’m hoping
impatiently. Finally, the original one to speak to me “Winter” I answered confidently, “but she’s mute, so she can’t speak and
man’s eyes widened in
cheer, he knows her, which means she definitely came this way and I’m on the right track.
she run away?” he asks and I know he’s testing me, prepared to lie if I don’t answer him in a manner that seems truthful, even when it clearly won’t be. Damn him for being so f*****g suspicious. Then again, wouldn’t that be a normal thing to be considering? Maybe I should cut the
asi
along. He tended to beat her” I whispered, “and I wasn’t able to stop him.” I hang my head, pretending
at me. There is some truth to
to the small group, motioning for the men
before leaving to go on her way. I only remember the . poor girl, because she couldn’t speak and because she was extremely sweet. It made no sense, her traveling
pack, even when the Alpha tried to offer. She was
alone, which is dangerous but we
there, I think to myself absent-mindedly. She probably wanted to continue further
with her location or
I said in alarm, “do you know how long ago
it be months, I thought to myself. I’m not sure how
to
thoughtful now, looking off into the distance as
to remember, was it?
a few weeks ago now” he finally says, glancing down at me,
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