Chapter 1:The Entrance
My name is Lysandra. I'm 21 years old, the future Alpha queen of Eldrida and this is where my journey of truth started.
As I walked into the city of Eldrida, I met two security men who refused to let me cross the gate. They asked me to provide the information that said I was allowed to enter their city. I didn't have any information. One of them grabbed my two hands and said, "For us to allow you in, you must serve the purpose of being a woman to us." He aggressively dragged me to their security cabin and pushed me down to the rug with both of my hands cuffed; the other one threw my bag at me from the window.
I was very furious but decided to go by their rules so that I wouldn't be noticed. It was getting late, and it was time for them to hand over to the next set. I looked through the window and saw the officer who threw my bag at me coming. I grabbed the knife I saw beside me and hid it in my dress. He came in and uncuffed me.
“Lie down, or I’ll force you to," he ordered me.
"Oh officer, you don't have to be harsh on me because I want you too."
As I said that, he relaxed his mind and smiled. I walked close to him and opened the slit part of my dress that showed my lap to get him distracted. As I came closer, he lost control of himself; all his gaze was on my lap. I could see his whole body shaking and waiting to grab me. I gently sat on his lap, rubbing his chest with my left hand while gently bringing out the knife with my right hand. This time his eyes were closed.
I stabbed his shoulder three times to make sure that he was dead and wouldn't attack me. I jumped out of him, looked through the window, and saw the other officer coming. Not knowing what to do, I used the big blanket I saw and covered him, making it look like he had fallen asleep, hid the knife under the rug because it was stained with blood, and ran to the spot where they kept me with my two hands at my back to look like I was still handcuffed. He tapped him, but he didn't wake up. At this point, I was breathing so fast and sweating like a Christmas goat.
“Oh, that was so fast; you didn't even last up to seven minutes," he said, trying to grab me, but there was a knock on the door. As he went to get to the door. My heart stopped racing. I was now thinking of a way to escape because the blood of the other officer was dripping out of the chair.
Luckily for me, there was a back window, but it was locked. I closed my eyes and forcefully ran into the window in order to break through. As I broke the window, it made a very loud sound that alerted the other officer; I immediately threw my bag and jumped out.
I ran into the woods because I didn't want them to see me, and I knew running into the woods was safer at that moment than going on the main street.
I became so tired as I walked down the woods in my blood-stained dress; it was clear to me that no one was after me, so I changed my dress and stepped out on the main road. I walked down the road tirelessly; it was already late; the only thing on my mind was to eat food and find somewhere to crash the night, but the road was lonely and empty, so I sat at the bus shelter to rest before continuing my journey, but after twenty minutes, a taxi man showed up and offered to help me.
“I can drop you off where you're going; you just have to pay me twenty bucks for us to start the journey.” I opened my bag to give him the twenty bucks and heard a clock ticking, which shows that he's a werewolf hunter, so I declined the offer.
“Come on, young lady, it's not safe out here,” he said, coming down from the vehicle and walking up to me.
“Don't come close, or you will see the other side of me.” I warned him; he kept on coming close to me, and I kept moving away from him. Seeing how persistent he was, I decided to give in and be ready for any drama he wanted to pull out that night. I carried my bag and entered the back seat, but as he drove, he kept looking at me through the mirror.
I became worried and alert; my leg got stuck, and I couldn't raise it anymore. It was a trap set on the car. I pretended like I didn't feel anything holding me in order not to alert him. Looking for ways to get him, I pulled out the belt from my dress and grabbed his neck, tying him to the seat.
“Unlock this trap right now, or I will strangle you.” He was losing his breath and surrendered to my order; he unlocked the trap and stopped the car.
“ I didn't ask you to stop," I said, still holding onto his neck. He was already getting tired and weak. I decided to free him and go, but as I was stepping out of his car, he rushed me through the front seat, grabbed my right hand, and cuffed it to the car handle. I smiled because he didn't know what he was getting himself into.
As he cuffed my hands, he went to the trunk to get his materials to slaughter me, but I was fast enough, so I put my finger in my cuffed hand and used my strength to tear it even though it was painful, but my strength healed my wounds. I rushed him and ripped off his heart before he could raise his head up.
