Cursed Reflections

AL

s voice echoed in my head, wan

hrough the woods as far

ks as I thought about eve

's so-called friend, Jolia John. She'd always been jealous of

but a coward! Maybe my father was wrong about me.

his hardest to catch up with me. I noticed his thick sw

rrently in a dangerous situation, hearing the chants of our guards pack

nce childhood and has always suppo

r; she fell in love with my father and purposely agreed

, feared and respected by all. She looked for power

as a fierce wolf. She died the night I was b

and take her friend's place. My father declined as he

alarming me, turning to an a

hove his elbow through a painted piece of glass, it shatter

ow, the glass scraping my legs, bu

caped through the guards of our wolf pack. No one talks, a

asked as he examined me. "Oraliy

out angrily, "She just sent us out of the pack without having

respond, a wave of excruciating pain ran over my body,

d clasps my face between h

Jolia John for doing this to us. I will do anything

e once more the

ur father," a thick voice said loud

g my dad, my eyes opened, a

ink she was going?" A

is men. We are close to his pack, and he is known for his pow

e a mistake, I wasn't who they thought I was. I couldn't fight

ulling me back to the mundane world. Stephen Colb

and, he is said to be nice, while Stephen Colbert

er has done nothing wrong! Tears

him free, and we will go

one dares to move around our

here, we mean no harm." Raising my voice with anger

noring my plea. Stephen carried my

nd your wicked alpha, looking for weak wolves to prey on,

mouth," Stephe

sympathetic smile, "My dear

ff as a strong sensation built up in my body. My time woul

wound, keeping in place as we w

e before me, feeling a pit of frustration i

n the edge without giving me a chance to take my

want to see the red side of me," I

the dusty floor, my body was grabbed and thr

om the pain, but I ignored it. The man from the forest shut the door

to do with you." He smiles towards me before tur

, I calmed it, saving the stren