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.

face to look relieved. I need to look non threatening, a lone

pack.

bulky one, with muscles to spare, says to me grimly and I blink at him. If I had to take him in a

polite, if

| lied through gritted teeth, forcing a shy smile on my face.

not expecting that and looks at his comrades

I’m trying to find her. I’ve been going from pack to pack, hoping she’s taken up roots somewhere. I’m hoping you might have seen her, even if it was a while back” |

I fidget impatiently. Finally, the original one to speak to me  “Winter” I answered confidently, “but she’s mute, so she can’t speak and she prefers to keep to herself for the main part.”

eyes

came this way and I’m on

did 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 loser some slack.

asi

and my father didn’t get along. He tended to beat her” I whispered, “and I wasn’t

aimed at me. There is some truth to what I told him after all, even if it’s

and turns to the small group, motioning for

one night here, 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

accompanied to the next pack, even when the

is dangerous but we had

probably had no intentions of staying there, I think to myself absent-mindedly. She probably wanted to continue further up ahead and didn’t want to

or which way she

alarm, “do you know how long ago this

I thought to myself. I’m not sure how much

longer. I want to be back to

looking off into the distance as I attempt to wait patiently. It wasn’t

to remember, was it?

ago now” he finally says, glancing down at me, a small smile on

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