Whispers of the Blood Prophecy

Alisa's POV: I woke up with a start, hitting my already bruised head on the very cold, rough floor. Getting up was especially difficult because the chains and restraints I was in made mobility an issue for me. They're so heavy. It was difficult to tell time in this hole or prison. It was always dark. I haven't seen daylight in a very, very long time. Maybe years? I don't even remember. I cannot believe that nobody has come for me yet. Nobody has stopped or even challenged Jennifer yet to the best of my knowledge. She stole my identity, my life, my mate, everything. And all of this, this very terrible nightmare started the day I turned 18. The day I was supposed to be with my mate finally and my life was supposed to start making sense. The day I turned 18, a birthday I'd anticipated and looked forward to, for many years, my life was shattered forever, to a million pieces. The memories from that day forever haunt me, even till this day. It echoes through my mind day and night, like an unrelenting nightmare that doesn't stop even when I wake up. My name is Alisa, Alisa Clark. I am the older twin sister according to my mom. I'm 30 minutes older than my twin, Jennifer. As twins, you'd probably think we'll be as inseparable and as thick as thieves, but we're not. Maybe it's because we're not identical twins? I don't know. But my twin sister, Jennifer, hates me. Ever since we turned teens, she's taken it upon herself to make my life especially miserable. Dad is never home and mom? She covers her sins. Sometimes I wonder if I'm actually the firstborn daughter of the Clark family. Or if I'm actually their daughter at all. I don't blame them anyway. Jennifer has always been super gifted at fooling people with her nice and harmless-looking exterior. She was sweet to me in the presence of family, but when we were alone, she was so mean you'd wonder if I'd done something to her in a past life or something. And now, apparently, the alpha needs my blood to survive, to feed his curse and sustain his strength. The irony of it is cruel and heart-wrenching, isn't it? The only thing that apparently makes me valuable, is also the source of all of my sufferings. For the past three years, I've been down here. Held captive in this cold, dark, damp and awfully smelly place. For three long years, I've been in this dark hole, subjected to the most unspeakable torture and torments, both physically and emotionally. I've been my sister's torture guinea pig. My own blood sister, isn't it crazy? A sister with whom I've shared everything since we were born, including birthdays. All I'd ever wanted was a closeness to my sister, a connection. Even now, I still do not understand why she'd hate me to this extent. Her intense jealousy, disdain and resentment towards him had completely consumed her, driving her almost to the point of insanity. Like a demon, she feeds off of my sufferings, reveling in my pain, growing even stronger by the day. Sitting in the cold damp darkness, I couldn't help but wonder how and why it had come to this. What have I ever done to deserve any of this? My mind was numb and a little hazy, my body broken and almost numb from all the pain. Jennifer had somehow managed to break my spirit as well. I mean, how can one's own twin do this to them? How? How does one's own sister become their very own tormentor? I'm in hell and I haven't even died yet, although I'm certain it wouldn't be too long from now before I do. I can't take all of this pain anymore. And Alpha Jacob, my so-called “destined mate”, doesn't he care? Did he really just stand by, allowing my sister to do whatever she wants? Was he oblivious of my sister's evil activities or was he truly a heartless monster? I can still vividly remember the day Jennifer married Him in my name. I'd been locked away down here, unable to do absolutely anything to stop the ceremony. I can recall vividly the sound of her laughter, a sound so evil it haunts me even in my dreams. I could hear the smile in her voice as they exchanged vows, she and the man who the moon goddess had destined to be mine. The clicking of heels had echoed all around me, growing louder and closer with each step. By that time, I'd become very acquainted with that sound, a sound that heralded the arrival of my evil sister, my tormentor. The pain, sorrow and sadness I'd felt that day had lingered and transformed into anger and betrayal and unfiltered rage. A rage that has started to fuel my determination to get out of this hellhole. But was Alpha Jacob truly unaware? Or was he part of the conspiracy?? Soon, I intend to find out. Jennifer's voice grated on my nerves, scraping against it like an old rusty gate as she opened her mouth to say the vilest things to me. “You've been such a loyal pig to us, dear sister,” she sneered, each word dripping with malice. You know, he can smell you down here. I mean, he's known this whole time. Nobody's coming for you Lisa, you're irrelevant.” A mirror was suddenly thrust into my face, the reflection in it I barely recognized was me. Even though it was dark, the lights always came on whenever she walked in. I was almost fascinated by it at first. I haven't seen my reflection since I was kidnapped and imprisoned down here on what was supposed to have been the happiest day of my life. I'd been so vibrant and healthy that day, so full of life and even beautiful. The person in the mirror looked like a ghost, a shadow of my former self. My face had become so hollow and pale, like that of a sick person. The scar on my cheek throbbed and burned so intensely, a constant reminder of all the pain and torture I've endured. My once bright and beautiful eyes that had been so full of life, were now dull, red-rimmed and sunken. Every trace of the once beautiful Alisa that was so full of life, was gone. I was a shadow of my former self, a mere specter of the she-wolf I used to be. Just like she'd wanted. A wave of despair washed over me almost immediately. There is absolutely no way he'd ever accept me like this, no way he'd ever pick me. I smelled like a pig and looked even worse. Jennifer's evil laughter cut through my heart like a knife. “Imagine him deciding to mate with you darling, when he could just have me. Doesn't make sense now, does it?” Her words cut even deeper than her laughter, striking at the very core of my pain and insecurities. I felt a very familiar sting in my eyes, as tears began streaming down my cheeks like rain. But I didn't make a sound. Neither did I cower like I'd done in the last period. I refuse to give her the satisfaction of seeing me break ever again. I took a very deep breath, steeling myself against the familiar pain and humiliation. I would survive this, I vowed silently to myself. No matter what it takes, I will rise above all of this. I'll make sure Jennifer pays for everything she has done to me. I'll find out the truth and if Alpha Jacob is truly her ally and has been aware of all this from the beginning, he'll pay too. I'll make sure of it. So help me Moon Goddess.