Simon's P.O.V.
We arrived at the pack house within two days or what was left of it. It was a burnt ruin of and the smell of smoke still lingered in the air almost stifling me. Each wolf wore a white or blue mask has they search through the rubble for anything useful. "Bulzar," I growled the name out as if he was here. Why brother?
"Why brother? Why did you do it?" he pushed me off him.
"For power what else. The deal If I kill mom and dad we'll be immortals," my fist collided into his face, "did I tell you I wanted to be immortal? Look at you....now your a demon you're no longer a wolf," he folded his arms ignoring bruised cheek and bloody nose. "I did this for us. You always love history now you'll be apart of it for ever brother."
I shook my head then kneeled down beside our dead mother. The blood pouring from her chest mixed with my father's who laid inches away from her. Her hand was still in his. "I want to leave here as of now you are no longer my brother,"
"What! You don't mean that," my eyes were black now and my teeth began elongate, I said leave and never return! Go!" Bulzar eyes watered, as he shakily took a step back. His quivered as he spoke, "brother," I shifted mid air as I aimed for his throat. He ran through the front door and my wolf ran after him. I allowed him to take full control I too wanted him dead. A portal opened in front of us causing my wolf to skid to a halt. Bluzar stood directly in front it, "one day brother...one day you too will suffer."
My hands burned from squeezing them too tight. "How strong are you witches?" a witch with bright pink hair placed her hands on her hips as she spoke, "we're the strongest coven in this world and no we can't repair this because this is hell's magic the only thing that restore this place is rebuilding it or drag and an angel from heaven who is willing to help us," I looked around at my damaged pack house. When we get Kaylee back she'll have nothing to return to and the witches castle isn't big enough to hold my pack. "So what now?" Miguel asked me. I noticed a small girl holding his hand but I couldn't see her face because his body was blocking my view. "Michael," he stepped forward and looked around. "We might as well rent out an entire hotel, especially since we have nowhere to go."
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Shattered
ParanormalI can recall clearly when I said I can't be tamed. I thought I couldn't and that all changed thanks to him. He didn't just tamed me, he broke me beyond repair. Now I'm shattered. This is the Sequel to Can't be Tamed.
