Chapter 22
Chapter 22:
Confusion hit me hard as I felt the strange sensation spreading, forming symbols. As much as I tried to follow the movements in my mind, I couldn’t make out what the symbols were.
In the blink of an eye, deafening screams tore from my mouth in waves as I collapsed to the floor, gasping for breath.
What was happening to me?!
I wasn’t allowed to recover as a sunset orange glow emanated from my back, where the strange symbols rested.
It burned so badly that I felt as though I was being skinned alive. It was like someone had poured salt into my bleeding wounds.
I lay on the floor, helpless and whimpering, watching the glow from my back connect to the Moon in a strange way before fading away, like it had never happened.
“You’ll be fine, Aurora,” a voice in my head sympathized.
I jolted up weakly, glancing at the shocked faces of the people around me as I searched for who spoke.
The voice was strange. I had never heard anything like it before. Despite the numerous people in the mansion, I could distinguish their voices.
“Don’t be afraid. It’s Rue, your wolf,” the voice sounded again, clearer this time, sending chills down my spine.
I have a wolf!
A smile slowly began to play on my face when Nathalia found it to be the perfect moment to pounce on me, clawing at me until I bled.
It hurt that I couldn’t fight back. The transformation had drained my energy.
“Get away from your sister, Nathalia!” The Alpha’s voice thundered, but I could sense confusion clouding his mind. What was he confused about? His daughter beating me to a pulp while I lay, slowly losing consciousness, without him intervening?
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What a good father, I scoffed inwardly.
I groaned in pain as Nathalia threw me on the floor like a sack of potatoes. I could feel my ribs cracking.
“She’s got the pack’s tattoo,” the Luna gasped in shock, pointing at the symbol on my back with wide eyes.
The pack’s tattoo? What was she talking about? Why was everyone so shocked by my transformation?
With the last of my strength, I turned my head to catch a glimpse of the symbol.
“Holy shit!” I cursed, my eyes widening in surprise.
How the hell did the pack’s tattoo end up on my back?
My head ached terribly as I tried to think of a possible way the tattoo appeared.
“Everyone, get out!” The Alpha commanded. His tone was filled with authority and danger.
Confusion hit me like a ton of bricks as I watched the perplexed faces around me, even my mother was not exempt.
Except she looked like she was about to pass out. Her fear consumed her, and I could almost taste it. Her heart pounded like a thousand war drums.
Something wasn’t right. I had never seen my mother so frightened.
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