Alex Lunaria
"I never wanted to leave you," tears flowed down my cheek. I didn't know when I sobered back to reality.
I slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in my surroundings. I was met with an unfamiliar ceiling and a strange, pungent smell.
My body felt a bit... different. I couldn't explain it. I tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over me.
"Where am I?" I looked around, picking up my hands to sniff the air, but no access.
I didn't know when a heavy headache fell upon my head. I gripped my head tight.
"Argh!"
Flashback
"Father, please, I need to go and have fun with my fellow friends," innocent me looking at my father who sat down on the throne. He scanned my body.
"I won't allow you to go. I need to protect you. No one must ever find out that you are a female," with his eyebrow raised, I looked at him scared, running into my chambers.
"Little prince, open the door," lots of bangs on my door from the maiden.
With my brain cracking and all vivid images appearing, there was one last thing that I never wanted to remember that I remembered.
There were lots of cheering sounds. After running away from the Ashwood pack in annoyance, dressed like a female, I walked into the forest. A group of rogues came and were ready to attack me.
"Help me!" I screamed. All of a sudden, an arrow flew in the air, trapping down the wolf coming to pounce on me. The growl lay down on the floor growling.
The young, tall, handsome guy showed up. Each step he took gave me a rhythm in my chest. I felt my wolf excitement, my eyes glowing.
"He is my mate," my wolf said. As we could feel the strong force bringing us together, I moved to him as his aura was captivating.
"I claim you, mate," he uttered, holding my hands as we both kissed. A strong bond connected us together.
Blood was running through my veins. That night, I never thought I would ever have a mate.
Flashback ended
"Michael Alpharia, the prince of the Skywood pack." Those words came back to me, to reality.
Tears flowed down my cheek. Sniffing, "I remember I'm back to life."
"I never wanted this to happen. I have the chance to apologize for betraying him." Those words came out from my mild, tiny voice.
All of a sudden, I looked around and checked where I was. In a small cottage, my eyes scanned around the small door.
I stood up immediately, trying to open the door, but it wasn't working.
Taking a deep breath, I decided to use my abilities to break the door.
I squeezed my eyes, trying to focus, bringing out my abilities to open the door. My chest began to pound heavily.
I fell down with the strong force. I was so confused by what was happening.
I pulled off my tattered clothes and tried, "woooooooooooo." I howled, trying my best to bring out the wolf in me.
"Woooooooooooooo," I kept howling and howling till I sat down on the floor in frustration.
"What's going on with me?" I asked myself, holding my head.
"Someone help me!" I yelled, still holding my head, trying not to go crazy. I was already losing my mind.
After a few attempts of trying to open the door, I grabbed my tiny legs to my shoulder, placing my head on my knees, with all hope lost.
As I sat on the floor, feeling defeated, I heard the sound of footsteps approaching.
The door creaked open, and a lady entered with a tray of tea. Her eyes widened in shock as she took in my appearance.
"Arghhh!" she screamed, covering her mouth.
"She is alive, ma'am," she hurriedly ran away. Waiting for the opportunity, I stepped out from the cottage I was put in.
The sun rays shining on my face felt a bit awkward in my body. I hadn't felt that in a long time.
As I walked away from the entrance, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease.
The sounds of moaning and laughter echoed in my mind, making my skin crawl. I quickened my pace, searching for a way out of this place.
"Hmm," a man cleared his throat, looking at me. I could hear all kinds of romantic sounds.
"I love you," lots of moaning sounds, lots of females naked and guys having affairs, some being forced to. I felt awkward walking away from the scene immediately.
"What am I doing in a slut house?" I whispered to myself.
"Hello, teen," an old man winked at me. I quickly covered my breasts with my hands, playing dumb.
"I'm talking to you, teen." I kept on walking to where I didn't know I was going.
"Why are you running away from me, huh? Come on, daddy needs you." This time around, he was going too far. I saw some guards.
"Please help me, he is trying to molest me!" I talked to the guards. He started laughing.
"No one is here to molest you, child. He is just trying to massage those pointed nipples of yours," he said, and they both started laughing awkwardly.
At this point, I was totally lost in my life, needing someone to explain my entire confusion to.
I tried running when the man placed his hands on my shoulder. I shivered in fear, trying to use my abilities, but I couldn't.
"Enough, man!" The lady who came to my room earlier appeared with some girls. They were all dressed in long, flowing gowns with corsets, bustles, and petticoats, with a high neckline, long sleeves, and intricate embroidery.
More similar to that of the gowns, with their lips painted in a red color and hair packed in a basket form.
"Take her, girls," she signaled, and I was dragged out of the scene of that old fool.