Five years ago, he left only to be worthy of her. Five years later, he came back with shocking skills and glory and found that he had a daughter...
Five years ago, he left only to be worthy of her. Five years later, he came back with shocking skills and glory and found that he had a daughter...
The tight silver collar burned my throat as I tried to pull against the heavy chains that were keeping me captive. The bitter cold nipped at me and chilled my bones. My fur coat gave me no heat, it was falling out do to fear, stress and anxiety and was now very thin. The lack of food and water didn't help my situation either. I have not been in my human for since I've gotten here. They kept us chained up in wolf form. I was so weak that I couldn't shift back. They were treating me like a mutt, chained up outside, as if I were being punished.
Well technically I was being punished, for my existence, for my wolf.
The snow and ice crunched underneath my paws as I paced around the limited space I had, trying to warm up my stiff muscles. I had to fight again today. They treated us like fighting dogs, like savaged pitbulls. They placed bets on us on who would win, who would be the first to draw blood. I could still feel the stinging pain of the healing bite mark on the shoulder from the fight. I had won but there was no grand prize. They might give the winner a small cup of dirty water and if you are one of their favorites, a small hunk of rotting meat. Apparently, I was one of their favorites. I sat down on the ground with my head down and waited to be escorted to my fight. I've been here for a long time, almost two years. Only one other wolf has been here almost as long as me. I've never seen her, only heard the faint snickers of the men talking about her after her fights. The others are fairly new, most only stay a few months, and die. New ones are constantly being brought in. The only one I can see was a few hundred yards away from me. She was a small, copper colored wolf. She was weak and we both knew she wasn't going to last very long.
I jerked my head up as I heard footsteps approaching me. It was a fairly tall, bulky man named Butch. He was one who always escorted me to the arena.
"You know the drill. If you try to run, I'll kill you." He unhooked the chain from collar and grabbed my scruff. It stung very badly. The skin on my neck was raw and red from the tight, silver collar. He drug me through the forest until we reached an open field, the place served as the arena. The white snow was stained red from the previous fights, making the air smell of iron. Butch shoved me into the middle of the men. They took their turns grabbing at me, throwing punches and pinching my ears as I made my way to the center of the make shift arena. Across from me was a fairly large brown wolf, probably a gamma's daughter. her coat was also thin, covered in dry blood and dirt.The men then closed both sides, closing us into a open circle.
"Make your bets now! This fight is between our two oldest!" I watched as the men took out stacks of money and handed them over to the ring leader. I eyed up my opponent, looking for her weaknesses, as she did the same to me. We both knew what would happen if we lost, both of us desperate to win. "You know the rules! Go!"
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The brown wolf immediately launches herself at me. She caught me off guard and pinned me underneath her. She was snapping her jaw at my neck, trying to sink her sharp teeth into my skin. I lifted up my back legs and dug into the soft flesh of her belly. She whimpered as I tore of hunk of her skin, warm blood poured from her abdomen and started to soak my fur. The men cheered as I drew blood. They were sick. I pushed her off me and circled her, with my hackles raised. I let out a snarl as she tried to near me again. She raised herself on her back legs and tried to scratch my face with her front claws. I dodged it and bit into her front paw. She growled and dug her claws along my side, near my ribs. We started rolling around and growling, ripping and biting at any flesh we could get to. She made the mistake of leaving her neck unguarded and I took it. I sunk my teeth deep into her neck. Her blood filled my mouth, leaving a metallic taste. She struggled against me and I put all my body weight on her, pinning her tightly against the ground. The mens' cheers got louder as they hollered for me to finish her off. I dug my canines impossibly deeper ad she fought desperately to throw me off. I felt her bonce crunch under my hold and she whimpered and snarled loudly. With one last twist of my head, I snapped her neck and her bloody body went limp in my mouth. When I knew for sure she was done, I dropped her lifeless body on the ground. The men were cheering loudly, some yelling at others as they lost their bet. I blocked them out. Why would they cheer about taking someones' life? I never wanted to kill, to take away peoples' ability to live but that's how it worked here.
It was either kill or be killed.
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
Elisa watched as the most important people in her life showered the evil imposter-The fake heiress, with love. Elisa, the lost daughter of one of the most wealthiest family was found 18 years later and was brought back to her rightful home. However, someone had already taken her place. A fake heiress, the pampered little princess. Her coy acting and innocent façade made Elisa's real mother love her more than Elisa, her real daughter. That made Elisa, though, the true daughter end up as an adopted child. "Elisa, could you try not to appear in front of her too much as it could trigger her insecurities." Her parents had told her because of the fake heiress. "Elisa, You've taken everything away from her. Why can't you give her a little more?" Her fiancé had ordered her. Because of an unfortunate accident plotted by Isabelle-The fake heiress, Elisa was sent to prison and her family cut ties with her without a second thought. Four years, after much torture which led to her being crippled and blind on one eye, she was released, but got hit by a truck. While laying on the pool of her blood, she wanted to question, Why? Why had they all treated her so cruelly, while they love Isabelle unconditionally? She badly wanted to rip off Isabelle's mask of innocence, to reveal the fake, manipulative woman beneath. She was full of hatred. But after her death, she woke up back to when she was 18 years like all that happened were all nightmare. She was elated. She was reborn to re-live all that had happened in her last life, but now, her mission was to reveal mask beneath that woman and make everyone that made her suffer in her past life pay. It was her time for revenge! And definitely, she won't mess this up!
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
Dayna had worshiped her husband, only to watch him strip her late mother's estate and lavish devotion on another woman. After three miserable years, he discarded her, and she lay broken-until Kristopher, the man she once betrayed, dragged her from the wreckage. He now sat in a wheelchair, eyes like tempered steel. She offered a pact: she would mend his legs if he helped crush her ex. He scoffed, yet signed on. As their ruthless alliance caught fire, he uncovered her other lives-healer, hacker, pianist-and her numb heart stirred. But her groveling ex crawled back. "Dayna, you were my wife! How could you marry someone else? Come back!"
Arabella, a state-trained prodigy, won freedom after seven brutal years. Back home, she found her aunt basking in her late parents' mansion while her twin sister scrounged for scraps. Fury ignited her genius. She gutted the aunt's business overnight and enrolled in her sister's school, crushing the bullies. When cynics sneered at her "plain background," a prestigious family claimed her and the national lab hailed her. Reporters swarmed, influencers swooned, and jealous rivals watched their fortunes crumble. Even Asher-the rumored ruthless magnate-softened, murmuring, "Fixed your mess-now be mine."
When Corynn mustered up the courage to tell Elliot about her pregnancy, she unexpectedly found him gallantly helping another woman from his car. Her heart sank as three years of effort to secure his love crumbled before her eyes, compelling her to leave him behind. Three years later, life had taken Corynn down a new path with someone else, while Elliot was left grappling with regret. Seizing a moment of vulnerability, he pleaded, "Corynn, let's get married." Shaking her head with a faint smile, Corynn gently replied, "Sorry, I'm already engaged."
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