Duty or Desire

's P.

t bled in silence in my chest, the cold of the wind adding to the pricking feeling of the cold rushing through my veins. My father, Alpha Roy Lawson, the man who once stood strong on his feet, sure of the ground below him, now was a tattered person, on his knees in submission to his enemy. Someone who used to be the epitome of strength, was all bruised up, ready to embrace

stard who called himself Kima, cheated. He used a silver platings on his nails, and of course scratched my dad with them. Everyone knew how silver reacted with Werewolves; that was all it took to take down my father who had t

senger of the underworld, his aura radiating total Glee at the fact that he had won. Though the sun hid behind the clouds, the unseathed Katana sword that he held in his hand glistened in the daylight, implMidnight Moon just how sharp it was. My father's eyes opened heavily, as he set his eyes on the other alpha in a hopeless air. I on the other

es, perhaps if I hadn't known just how many sinister thoughts ran through the mind of this mad man. Fear wasn't something that I felt normally, but I could feel it creeping up my skin, and make

legs hurt from kneeling down?" He said, laughing

we were being restricted like a bunch of criminals. I didn't like this feeling that Rose in my chest at all; the feeling of helplessness and despair towards the situation at hand, inabili

t of tension that swirled at the bottom of my

rtlessly, very much to my horror. Blood gushed out, but my father's expression and stance is nearly

ony of watching her mate and husband be

me be with my Roy!

ery calm woman, and a strong one too. This view in front of me, that was unfolding and being displayed

a exclaimed sarcastically, cackling while he held and squeezed his

kin a ghastly shade of pale, and her eyes filled with terror. I hated this man with everything in me; I hated the way that

father, the Alpha of the Midnight Moon pack, smi

r, do you have any last words?" Kima said

the last time on my dad, this time totally ending him. He beheaded him. My father, Alpha Roy

myself break into a million tiny p

e top of my lungs, and sobbing like there were no tomorrow, while the sol

my now dead and decapitated father. Tears ran down my cheeks as I held the lifeless and cold head of my father, staring b

gh my mind, but I genuinely wished that he did. I swore on my very existence tha