Rejection My a*s

Nothing but the Truth

Chapter 4

Accalia is sleeping on her bed. Amoux stands over her in the dark, a g*n outstretched, pointed at her head.

Sensing that someone is in my room, I burst from my covers, smash the pistol from Amoux’s hand and smash him back into the wall. The whole cabin shakes

I grab his pistol, point it at his face, he snatches it quick, i snatch it back, he smacks it out of my hand.

 He lunges at me, he seems intent to hurt me, more than ever before. I slip my hand into my mattress, grab a flint knife. I slice Arnoux’s forearms and spin him around until I have the tip digging into the side of his neck. I am breathless and angry, I ignore the wound on his forearm. Werewolves are tough s**t.

“ I am ready dad, I am ready already” I growl out in frustration

We both are breathing heavy. I drop the knife, exit my room, racing out of the cabin. Amox sits there, utterly defeated. He knew this was coming, he just hoped it never would.

Amox takes long lunging strides straight out of the cabin, he counts his paces.

“one, two, three, four….” Tries to calm down his rage, trying to reason with his wolf, waiting for Accalia to return.

Accalia, alone, racing across the lake, the hole where she fell through already frozen over.

Amoux still continued to pace “five, six, seven, eight, nine, Ten.”

After ten paces, Amoux makes a 90 degree turn and enters the tree line. The snow and mud crunch under his boots. Amoux still walks and counts the paces in his head. After 60 paces, with the cabin light distant, he falls to his knees. He unsheathes a large knife and jams it into the frozen earth, letting out long howl, filled with rage and grief.

Accalia is in the isolated part of the forest, she spies a fox pup staring at her from the tree line. She crouches and hold out her hand, scratching the ground gently

“hello little foxy, foxy, foxy”

The pup approaches, excited but weary. I shuffle in my crouch, slowly making up the distance, I reach out a hand and rub its tiny head.

The pup gnaws at my open palm, it's pink -like teeth doing minimal damage. Its paws wrap around my wrist, hugging it. I push it over on its back and rub its protruding belly.

It grunts and growls and I mimic it perfectly. Suddenly, the pup rights itself as a low buzz fills the air. I look up through the trees, the buzz grows closer. I jump to my feet, sprint towards the sound, through the trees, to a clearing as a plane roars overhead.

I watch the plane, now barely a speck against the endless, snowy reaches of my isolated domain.

Back at the cabin, Amoux is sitting at a table. A metal box caked with frozen dirt sits open in front of him. He hears footsteps, Accalia enters breathless and excited

“did you see it, did you hear it? It was like thunder. It was so beautiful” excitement is clear in her voice. Accalia has only seen planes in a book never in real life.

“it shook the snow from the trees” I continued, until I see the strange box sitting infront of Amoux. I reach a hand out to touch it

“what is it?”

“ sit down Accalia, it's time you know”

I sit down, still looking at the metal box as Amoux opens the lid. Amoux takes out few pictures and hands them to me. I look at the pictures and see mom when she was young, about my age holding the hand of a handsome young man, both are smiling in the pic. I look at the other photos, again same pair, sometime smiling, sometime laughing, all the pictures show my mom being very happy.

I look towards my dad, who is looking towards the pictures with a pained expression that I have never seen before.

“Dad who is this?”

“that is Ernouf (meaning strong as a wolf), Alpha of red moon pack, the man responsible for your mother's death”

“what, but but the pictures, they show” I stuttered, not understanding

“yes they show that your mother was happy, these pictures were taken on the eve of your mothers sixteenth birthday, your mother was childhood friends with Ernouf, they both loved each other, Ernouf wanted to make your mother Luna after her sixteenth birthday, your mother was happy as she loved him, but that was before she met with her true mate, before she met me” Amoux continued with pain in his voice and expression

“once she met me, the mate pull was too strong, she couldn’t deny her feelings, so we accepted each other, I wanted to mark her, but she told me that she needs to explain to Ernouf first”

Accalia listened intently without asking questions, there would be time for questions later

“I agreed, I thought that once Ernouf realises that Kiyiya would be more happy with me, her true mate, he would let her go, but I was wrong, Ernouf grew angry and jealous, he forbade Kiyiya from seeing me, he was in a jealous rage and because he was an Alpha, his rage was more intense”

“Your mother was very scared, so that night your mother and I left the pack, moved far away, losing all contact with our families and pack, we thought that once we are far away, Ernouf would forget about us, forget your mother, but we were wrong, with Kiyiya gone, his obsession grew” Amoux grew silent, looking at the dying embers as if seeing the past

‘then what happened” I prodded, wanting, needing to know the whole story

“for a year we were very happy, I marked and mated your mother, and then you were born, little Accalia, our happiness grew tenfold, your mother loved you very much, but our happiness did not last long, one evening, we were at home sitting on the couch watching tv, while you were sleeping in the cot besides the couch, Ernouf and his wolves found us, once he saw you, he flew into rage, cursing, throwing furniture, breaking anything in his path,

‘

I tried to fight them but there were too many wolves, they held me, Ernouf told your mother to go with him, saying that he was her true mate, but Kiyiya refused, I tried to go to your mother but one of the wolves knocked me down and with the help of other wolves, they held me down,

Ernouf went towards your cot, your mother was pleading with him to stop, telling him not to hurt us, but he would not listen, once he reached your cot, he turned to your mother who was being held by two men, he said to her, that this child could have been his, before he raised a silver dagger intending to kill you, but your mother broke free from the men and ran towards you, it was too late to take the dagger from Ernouf, so she threw her body over you, and Ernouf’s silver dagger plunged into your mother’s back” Amoux sat there with tears escaping from his eyes and running down his cheeks, harsh choking sobs escaping from his mouth so much so that he could not speak

Accala sat there, shocked to the core, she knew something terrible had happened to her mother, but she could never have imagined this, could never imagine the brutal way her mother met her death.

Accalia continued to sit on that chair as if turned to stone. After some moments she finally turned her eyes towards her father who has calmed down by now. Amoux wiped the tears from his cheeks and looked towards his daughter

“ once Ernouf saw what he did, he fell down,  holding your mothers limp body in his arms, rocking back and forth, not believing what he had done, I felt your mother's pain through the bond, felt her die, I wanted to die as well, I waited, prayed for death, but then you started crying, I knew i could not leave you to the mercy of Ernouf and his wolves, so I broke free, ran towards you, picked you up and left. Ernouf was still holding your mother, Ernouf's men wanted to chase me but they did not want to leave their Alpha in that state,

“that is why I took you to this forest, away from civilisation, away from danger, trained you to be strong, be able to defend yourself, because once Ernouf finds you, he will kill you”

“not if I kill him first” the word flew out of my mouth before I could stop it

“No, Ernouf will kill you”

“Dad, I will be fine, you have trained me since I was two, I can do this”

“if Ernouf finds you he will kill you, he will never give up until you are dead, or he is. You understand? I won’t be there to hold your hand. So be sure. Be sure it’s what you really want”

“I know I can do this dad, I will get revenge, besides, Ernouf has not seen me, he won’t be able to recognize me, I will contact you once it's done, then we will never have to hide again”

Amoux was reluctant, but he knew that he would not be able to stop Accalia.

“ we will discuss this in the morning, lets go to sleep” but they both knew the decision has already been made.

Accalia went to her loft and stared at the ceiling as a plan began to form in her mind