From slave to master

Chapter 1

~Emily~

"Emily!! Emily!" 

My mother's voice echoed from outside the house as she ran inside, gasping for breath. 

Her face was covered with sweat and her breathing tensed as she struggled to catch her breath.

"Mother," I called, my voice laced with worry as I approached her.

I just clocked twenty and as per usual tradition, I was tasked with taking care of the newborn in my small village.

"Where's Steph?" She asked, her eyes darting back and forth as though she was searching for something.

Stephanie or Steph as she was fondly called was my twin sister, even though we were barely identical and always at opposing sides. 

"Where's your sister? Fetch her immediately," my mother, Rose, sparked, making me flinch. I had never seen her this way before.

"What's going on mother?" I asked, my brows creased, a look of confusion etched on my face.

"Get your sister Immediately," she snapped, her voice filled with rage. "Now!" She roared.

I dashed out immediately, my heart pounding in my chest as I went in search of my sister.

"What could be the matter?" I wondered. 

My village, Riverdew, known to harbor peaceful and peasant fishermen  was a small village hidden deep in the woods.

For years, we had maintained peace and unity by staying low and not meddling in the affairs of other scary creatures, like the werewolves and vampires.

My father, Chief Raven, had ruled as the chief before his death. Even though the cause of his death was still unknown as his body was never found.

"Steph! Steph?" I screamed my lungs out, my eyes darting back and forth as I scanned the vicinity in search of her.

The air was filled with the smell of decayed fish, which was the usual in Riverdew. "Arghh!" I groaned, stomping my right foot angrily as the rays from the scorching sun were beginning to get to me.

"Where the hell could she be?" I wondered, my face twisted in a frown.

Although we were twins, Steph had very opposing characters compared to me.

I was fondly known as the humble and cool headed one. Steph on the other hand was indifferent, she believed in going toe to toe with everyone, even our mom, they never get along.

"Steph!" I shouted again, already visibly pissed. The sun was boiling hot and I could no longer withstand it.

"Lycans! They are here!" Someone screamed, panting from afar as he ran past me, almost running me over.

"Run for your lives," the crowd suddenly shouted as people scampered in different directions, screaming for help while they gathered their loved ones.

"What's going on?" I muttered, my voice trembling as I spoke. "Run girl! Run!" A woman barked at me, her face twisted  in disgust.

I cowered stealthily, still heading deeper into the market. "No matter what happens, I can't leave her," I muttered underneath my breath.

The thought of Lycans being real sent a wave of shock down my back. I had taken it as a mere fairy tale parents tell their children to keep them away from the boats at night.

Unlike humans, Lycans were said to be  stronger, more intelligent and definitely more attractive, their only flaw was their intense rage and lust for blood.

But if my childhood stories were real, then it meant only one thing, doom.

"Emily, wait up!" Someone shouted my name from behind, making me turn immediately.

There she was, Steph, dripped in mud as she ran towards me, balls of sweat all over her face.

"I'm sorry......." She started to say but I cut her off. "Just shut up and run," I snapped, pulling her arm.

We had barely run a distance before the cries of villagers began to fill the air. "The blood suckers are here!," They shouted, scampering away in their numbers.