Chapter Two
The Resistance
Colours surrounded me.
Pink
Blue
Green
Red
Purple
White
It was magical.
As I ascended in to the air, my body in a laying position. I saw the night sky, the new full moon shimmering in the darkness, illuminating the skies with assistance from the stars.
It was beautiful.
I felt at peace.
A wolf.
Part of my heritage.
Who I was.
Who my father was, my mother, my sisters, my king and my queen.
This was my world, it was who I was destined to become.
I felt her stir, I felt her rejoice. She was finally out.
My wolf, no longer caged in the confines of my mind.
No longer was I a slave to my bed, no longer a slave to my body, and no longer would I be suffering and dying because I wasn’t who I was supposed to be.
Finally set free.
And as she let out a howl of joy.
Blackness
Two days later
Harper’s P.O.V.
Why is this happening to me?
When did everything start going wrong?
I grumbled as I got out of bed to get ready for today. I knew there was no way out of it. I had accepted who I was.
This was my chance to go out into the world, to experience life.
I was always confined in my room, away from my pack and the castle. I was sick of being restricted from the world.
I needed to live.
So what if made a stupid promise when I was a naive fourteen year old?
That shouldn’t have stopped me from living, but it did. No longer was I going to feel guilty. If Thorne wanted me to stay away from him I would, he doesn’t exist, not anymore, not after everything he has put me through.
Times have changed, we have changed. Things can’t be the same, and now that I have my life back. I’m determined to keep on living life as if I was never withering away.
A smile appeared on my face, because of how logical it all seemed. I was a fool for not thinking of this sooner.
I got ready and dressed in dark skinny jeans and a loose grey and white top; I slipped on grey pumps as I tied my dark brown hair in a messy pony, not bothering to put on any make up.
I looked at myself in the mirror, pleased with my appearance. I looked better, I no longer had bags under my eyes, colour was slowly returning to my skin.
I took a deep breath, before I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs.
“Harper!” my sister Kyra tackled me as I stepped into the kitchen. She hugged me tightly, “I’m so happy you’re well again, and that you’re finally coming to school with us!”
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The Resistance (ON HOLD)
Werewolf"I tried to keep your promise Thorne, but the past week has turned everything upside down. I would have died if I didn't do the ritual, my wolf wanted to be set free, but I wanted to die. Anything was better than being alive but not living. I would...
