The Gensis of Sarah Blackwood: The Man from hell
WARNING: R18!!
Sarah Blackwood lives a life of pain and tragedy after her perfect and peaceful life was sudden thrown out of proportion and shattered. She was the daughter of the great and formidable Lord and alpha Harrington Blackwood of the revered Black Clove pack. But just in one night, her entire pack was brutally slaughtered, leaving her the sole survivor. Narrowly escaping this misfortune, Sarah was left a young,orphaned stray and the trauma left her inner wolf latent and dormant.
Forced to flee and in a twisted fate, one thing led to another and she ended up in a predicament, an entangled web that left her a mere property of the sinister Viktor Darkov who was a mastermind crime-boss, pulling strings behind the shadows of human trafficking, drugs and smuggling.
Her life was pitiful, from the daughter of a respected Alpha to a mere property of a dangerous man and notorious organization.
But her life takes a turn. For better or for worse?. After she is sold to a mysterious, feared and feral man. And why had her inner wolf who had been asleep and latent for years suddenly stir awake from it's long slumber, trying to tell her something?,why couldn't she understand what it was trying to tell her?,what could it be?
And who was this shadow of a man and what power did he have, that left everyone, including his subordinates terrified of him?
*Excerpt*
"Wait here for the master, do not get up. Keep your head down", a distant voice finally spoke, then quietly adding in a whisper with a cautious tone. "Whatever you do, try not to make the master angry. For your sake".
The doors closing behind me, leaving me again in the eerie slience, except for the sound of my ragged breathing,beads of cold sweat began forming on my forehead. My palms felt wet and sweaty against the chains.
I waited and waited, and waited,the minutes ticking by. No one was approaching the doors, no footsteps. The place was awfully quiet. I consider peeking beneath the blindfold to find a way out, but the fear of the unknown, the ghost- like atmosphere horrified me, and kept me still, glue to the ground.
"What are you?"
A cold, low, menacing growl spoke from nowhere, emanating from all around me, causing me to jump but I maintain my posture. Head down,still kneeling down. I didn't hear him enter the room,the doors never opened and I didn't sense him. Like a ghost. It was chilling,like he had materialized out of thin air.
"Speak," the voice came out as a low vibrating echoing through the room.
"I..I don't know, you bought me..to be whatever you wished me to be." I stammered,my lips trembling as I spoke, he cut me off.
"You're neither man nor beast. But unlike you,I know what I am...I am a beast." The voice made my skin crawl, heavied my body,the voice felt like a thousand weight pressing my body,the more he spoke the heavier I felt,like I was about to crumble to the ground from the dying weight.
Though his voice seemed far,his aura creeping closer and closer, I could feel his presence drawing nearer and nearer, menacing.
"I ask you again,WHAT. ARE. YOU?."
The voice,this time, whispered in my ear from behind me. The malevolent breath, the feral, inhumane aura enveloped me,this time intensifying. My body couldn't move, my body couldn't react, it was like my subconscious was trapped in a statue, I was paralyzed.
Everything began to feel wobbly,like my body had finally succumbed to the crushing weight of his feral aura spewing, radiating from him.
"I don't know..."
My voice was barely audible. Those were the last words I remembered coming out of my mouth before darkness consumed me and I slumped into unconsciousness.
A beast he said?, What man would call himself a beast?.
