NADIA
My heart is beating wide and the thought of a lot of things going impossible wrong run through my head.
How was I supposed to show them that I am strong and worthy of being one of them if I can't even shift?
"The pack doesn't require much in this aspect. We believe that every wolf is capable of learning if adequate training is given. We just need to make sure the new pack members are not wolfless. In this part, all you have to do is shift to your wolf form and shift back." The beta explained while everyone watched.
The crowd clears, giving us enough opportunity and space to shift.
Clothes are brought for us to change back into since the one we are putting on would rip off when we shift.
Maxwell doesn't hesitate to shift into a gigantic black wolf with shadow black eyes, baring his teeth threateningly to signal that he is a dominant wolf.
My wolf is a dominant wolf. At least, she was before she became dormant due to the harsh treatment we were given.
I am sure everyone thinks my wolf is a submissive since I am a rouge, if only they knew who I am.
"We are waiting for you, Nadia." The beta spits my name out like bile, gesturing for me to join Max and shift to my wolf.
I feel all their eyes on me. Scrutinizing me. Judging me. Anticipating my next me. Mocking me.
They are waiting. Waiting for me to shift but also hoping that I wouldn't or in this case, can't.
Wolfless werewolves were not common in our world but it doesn't mean that they are not existing. In a thousand wolf born, there is one wolfless wolf. Most times, this type of wolf are kicked out of the pack and forced to become rogue and since they have no wolf, they don't usually survive the rogue life.
Their gazes on me makes me so anxious that my breath becomes harsh. I tried to gather as much air as I could but I couldn't seem to breathe.
I knew it was coming even before it hit me.
A panic attack. I am about to have a panic attack in front of the crowd of people who hate me.
My chest becomes heavy, my body starts shaking and my vision becomes blurry. I try to focus on the things around me but I am unable to.
Everything around me turns blank and I can see nothing but the face of Him as he laughs at me, reminding me that I am weak and pathetic and a disgrace to our family.
The voices of the man that ruined my life and his men are the only sound I can hear in my head. Every other voice zeros out.
Their mocking laughter and accusing fingers pointing at me as they leave me there on the floor, bleeding and crying after having their feelings with me is the only thing I can see.
I can't make out what is going on in the environment around me anymore and I know something is going to happen and I'm going to ruin something good for myself.
A scream ripples through me before I can stop myself. My head rushes to my head, gripping it as the voices get louder, reminding me of the things I want nothing more than to forget for the rest of my life.
His eyes are staring right at me, red, evil sexual desire for me, and desire for my blood too.
Someone is shaking me, trying to snap me out of my unwanted trance but they are not having much of a success in it.
I am being shaken violently, my name being repeated countless times to make sure I haven't lost my mind but it's the same thing. I am still stuck in that mindless place where only my demons ruled.
Just when I think I am going to drown, I feel warm lips on mine.
My lips react to the kiss before I can think of who it is and I find myself turning into mush as I kiss those soft tasty lips.
Suddenly, nothing in the past mattered and all I can think of is how I never want to stop kissing the person.
The feeling of ecstacy soon comes to an abrupt end when the person kissing me is pushed off me.
My eyes open, watching in shock as I watch Asher fall to the ground.
Asher was the one who kissed me. Asher kissed me.
My hands moved to my mouth in shock, a smile threatening to find it's why on my face.
That was the mate bond kicking in again, happy that I got some sort of acknowledgement from my mate.
He actually cared about me enough to try his best to pull me out of the dark place I was stuck.
Maxwell pounced on Asher, throwing punch after punch on his face.
I feel every pain Maxwell is causing on Asher and my knees buckle and fail as pain ripples through every part of my body.
I try to beg him to stop hurting Asher but my words are stuck in my throat as I feel intense pain.
It is as if I am feeling all the pain Asher should be feeling because he doesn't look like he is in any pain. If anything, he looks smug about the situation.
I still can't fathom how or why I am feeling Asher's emotions this deeply if I haven't mated with him yet. He hasn't even touched or marked me, nor has he accepted me but yet, I feel everything he feels even though he has rejected me twice.
It shouldn't be like that. Only mated mates should feel that way.
The beta and gamma pull Maxwell off Asher, forcing them apart so that they wouldn't cause more damage to each other.
"How dare you kiss her. You fucking bastard." Maxwell screams, trying to lunge at his brother again.
He is held back by Asher's men and they don't let him go until he is calm but what he does next shocks us all.