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Feral Heart

Feral Heart

Christ39

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In a world of claws and teeth, love is the greatest risk. However, Bonnie seems to have taken the most risk with a pitiful past that fuels her revenge against her one true love but she's in a dilemma when faced with too many suitors that she has complicated feelings for Will she be able to manavur all this and get her sweet revenge or will she go back to her vomit?

Chapter 1 The gaze

Rhaenyra's POV

In the land of Lunaria, where the supernatural was considered the normal whilst the humans were passed on as the demons but the slaves mistreated. Unfortunately, I fell into both categories but still superior.

I gazed at the full moon feeling a shudder in my bones knowing the next full moon would be bloody for me. Right now, I was hidden in the forest taking a rest from all this whispering and gossip.

Nature gently spoke to my ears, softly whispering in my ears , making me smile. I could hear them say, " My eyes are really pretty". It caressed my hair as gently as it could bring shivers down my smile, the only friend I knew. The birds hoped, chirped and sang on my shoulder whilst my body moved to this beautiful melody. My face full of smiles, the animals surrounded me displaying all wonders as if forgetting the fact that I was the prey.

My heart dropped to my stomach, fear gripped me with the thoughts of my supposed failure that I might experience in the next month.

I dusted my butt, walking carelessly with nothing to worry about when I stumbled upon something- a scroll.

It read out Rayna Cruz, my love.

I was deeply puzzled but clearly distracted when the thunder struck, the wind became aggravated, my world was changing and it was all black. I knew I had left Lunaria, there was a voice in my head trying to communicate but I just couldn't let it in. Everything was blurry but I could only see two figures chasing themselves around in a garden filled with plum trees oozing out the scent of true love, so suffocating but still sophisticated then the lady said, " Honey butt"

"Ahhhhhhh." I woke up with a loud scream in pure agony, my head so hot and tears pouring out of my eyes then I looked around and I saw my hand maid looking at me with scorn. I wasn't shocked nor was I concerned but then she said, " You have been out for 1 week."

I looked at her with my mouth agape.

But soon I was wrapped around in a warm, soft embrace which I snuggled into and wrapped my short hands around, crying out my heart as both of our hearts synced and he rubbed my head gently, telling me to stop. I let the voice into my head and he told me everything I wished to hear.

"Rhaenyra.", he called me gently. I looked into his eyes seeing the passion and love hidden in it as I touched his face gently and responded, " Yes, Luca."

" I'm here for you. Can you stop going into those woods? It's not safe. At least, for now you haven't transformed.", He requested.

I got up from his face with pure anger on my face before I yelled at him, " What do you mean?"

"My lady.", my hand maid quietly reminded me.

But the fire was still in my eyes, the lights flickered, the air limited as Luca held his throat- his face red, blood gushing out of his eyes, nose and mouth. He tried to wave his hands so as to send the maid away but she was frozen in her spot, her eyes pure black and her lips tightly shut until blood started trickling down and she spat out blood before falling to the ground.

Her skin turned grayish- white becoming translucent and pale, her eyes became dull, sunken and without life, her body started oozing out some nauseating smell before it got ignited and burnt into crisps.

Luca was trembling, followed by sharp intakes of breath, clearly astonished before he yelled at the top of his voice, " Rhaenyra, what has gotten into you?."

I jerked slightly before fear came in and I asked with shudder, " No no...what happened? Who did this?"

My eyes scanned every inch of the room, looking at the blood splatters, the faces, the voices echoing in my head. I let out a screech, followed by the tearing sound of the clothing covering my windows. I broke down completely with terror still making its move, holding me tightly in its grip refusing to let go. I looked at Luca to ask thousands of questions since it was extremely rare for one to have their ability before they turned except they were to be lycans.

But I was impure.

He looked away, clearly sickened by my actions and even my face but he quickly covered that up with a smile and said in a rushed manner

" I shall be on my way, Rhaenyra."

"But...", I said trying to convince him with a shed of innocence displayed but that was blatantly ignored before he said again making a clear emphasis

" I will ask my men to clean this up and keep quiet about it."

Then he left.

I felt sad; I just didn't know what to do or what to say or even feel at all but I knew I was a monster.

And he knew it too.

My heart bled blood, ironically, I fed on the heart of my hand maid, the only thing remaining of her corpse with pure bliss shown flamboyantly on my fangs dripping with her blood as I let out a grunting sound of pleasure.

I snarled, my eyes purely silver.

I wanted more but where could I get more.

I felt my heart aching being torn into several pieces as I realized the monster I was turning into..

Several memories dropped into my mind like a bomb finally unleashed...the face of my happy mother with a gleaming smile singing the lullaby of the moon...I hummed to the melody, a satisfied smile on my face but she was gone. Ripped away from my hands with no remorse, all memories of hers erased completely from my mind with the constant reminder that she's scum.

The smile dropped into nothing but a cruel, cold nuance.

I heard the voice.

"Rayna, Come Rayna."

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