Her Revenge, His Regret

Chapter 2

I did not bother to look over my shoulder as the bedroom door clicked shut behind me and the lock turned. The sound of voices and footsteps as Callum’s security clowns walked away.

Locked me away like I was a damn criminal. Who did they think they were?

And him?

He was supposed to be my life, my protector and yet there he was down there with that b***h, and I was being punished for catching him cheating on me.

That smug smirk on her face made me sick to the pit of my stomach.

He had promised me a walk under the moonlight night tonight. Had he forgotten that?

Tomorrow was supposed to be my birthday. Just a few hours away now.

He said he had wanted to make me feel special.

Right now all I felt was humiliation and shame.

Helena’s words rang in my head.

Wolfless orphan.

Was she right?

I didn’t remember much from my past.

Just what I had been told.

I was taken in by the Voss family as a newborn, abandoned on the side of the road just outside the borders of Mooncreft territory.

I had grown up not knowing a thing about my blood family. Full of questions that would never be answered. Helena had hated me from as far as I could remember. She hated that the Voss family had given me protection, a roof over my head and most of all she hated that Callum paid me more attention than her.

Even if I was a wolfless orphan as she liked to remind me daily.

I didn’t let the tears fall because they were not worth a single one of them. Why should I waste a second worrying about them when they didn’t care less about me or my feelings. Callum hadn’t even bothered to come and check on me.

Fine.

Let him stay down there.

Let him enjoy her.

Let him pretend I didn’t exist.

A hollow laugh escaped my lips as I paced the room, the walls suddenly feeling too close, too suffocating. My fingers curled into fists at my sides, nails biting into my palms as if the pain would ground me.

It didn’t.

Nothing did.

I must have fallen asleep at some point, because the next thing I knew I was surrounded by darkness, thick and endless, pressing in from every side. There were no walls, no bed beneath me, no sense of where I was or how I had gotten there. It felt like floating, but heavier somehow, like the air itself had weight.

Then a ripple of pain woke me.

It wasn’t sharp or sudden. It spread slowly through me, deep and aching, like something long buried was beginning to stir. I sucked in a breath, but the sound echoed strangely, too loud in the empty void. My eyes snapped open, even though I hadn’t realised they were closed.

Nothing.

Just darkness stretching endlessly in every direction.

“Hello?” I called out, my voice sounding small and distant, swallowed almost instantly by whatever this place was.

There was no answer.

Another wave of pain rolled through me, stronger this time, forcing me down to my knees. My fingers curled instinctively, but there was nothing to grab onto. The space around me didn’t feel like air. It felt thick, almost alive, as though it was watching me, waiting.

“What is this?” I whispered, panic creeping into my voice despite my effort to stay calm.

Then I heard it.

A sound, low and distant.

A growl.

My entire body went rigid as the noise echoed again, deeper this time, sending a shiver down my spine. It wasn’t coming from around me. It was coming from within me.

My heart began to pound, fast and hard, as heat surged through my veins, hotter than anything I had ever felt before. It burned, spreading from my chest outward, consuming everything in its path. I gasped and doubled over, clutching at myself as if I could somehow hold it in place.

“I don’t understand,” I choked out, my voice trembling.

The darkness shifted.

I couldn’t see it move, but I felt it. Something in the air changed, like a presence had stepped closer, something powerful and ancient. My breath caught as two glowing eyes appeared in the distance.

Silver.

Cold and piercing, locked directly onto me.

I froze, unable to look away. They didn’t move closer, but they didn’t need to. I could feel her now, feel the weight of her presence pressing against me.

“You left me,” a voice echoed, low and female, layered with something wild and untamed.

“I didn’t,” I said quickly, shaking my head even though I wasn’t sure she could see me. “I didn’t know.”

A sharp pulse of pain cut me off, stealing the rest of my words. I gasped, my hands digging into nothing as the ache spread through me again.

“Lies you were fed are not truth,” she said, her voice colder now, edged with something fierce. “You were never empty.”

My chest tightened at her words, something deep inside me reacting instinctively, like it recognised her, even if my mind didn’t.

“Then what am I?” I whispered.

For a moment, there was only silence.

Then the darkness began to c***k.

Thin lines of light split through the shadows, spreading wider, brighter, until the figure stepped forward into view. My breath caught as I saw her.

A wolf.

But not like any wolf I had ever seen before.

Her fur shimmered like liquid silver, every movement graceful and powerful. There was something regal about her, something commanding that made it impossible to look away. Her presence alone felt overwhelming, like standing before something that demanded to be obeyed.

“You are what they feared you would become,” she said.

My pulse roared in my ears as her words settled over me.

“They hid you,” she continued, taking another step closer. “They suppressed you. They made you believe you were nothing.”

My throat felt tight as I stared at her, my mind struggling to keep up.

“And now,” she said softly, “you are waking up.”

The ground beneath me trembled suddenly, and a scream tore from my throat as the pain surged again, this time violent and unbearable. It felt like my body was being torn apart and rebuilt all at once. My bones burned, my blood raced, and something inside me pushed harder, demanding to be free.

“Stop!” I gasped, but it only grew stronger.

Her voice cut through the chaos, steady and unyielding.

“You don’t stop it.”

The pain pulsed again, sharper.

“You become it.”

My eyes flew open.

I was back in the bedroom.

Gasping for air, my body shaking as I lay tangled in the sheets. Sweat clung to my skin, my chest rising and falling too fast, too hard. For a moment, I couldn’t move, couldn’t think, couldn’t separate what had just happened from reality.

But something was different.

Everything felt sharper.

Clearer.

My head turned slowly toward the door as I heard it.

Voices.

Footsteps.

Heartbeats.

All of it, loud and distinct, as if they were right beside me.

A slow, dangerous smile curled onto my lips.

“Wolfless,” I murmured under my breath.

No.

Not anymore.