Chapter 11 Get out

It was the blood moon that comes every once in a century, it was the night of my coming of age. It was a special ritual performed in our park which was to acknowledge the coming of age of every child in each family. Today was my turn.

I stood in front of our pack, after the seer of our pack sprinkled some holy water on my head and face, then It was midnight I was supposed to transform, I tried connecting with my wolf all to no avail. I stood there till after midnight, my father the alpha was so angry that I could feel his rage from where I stood.

Mood Goddess please don't forsake me, please let me transform, I tried connecting with my wolf severally but all to no avail.

"Get out" his loud voice filled with rage,and animosity.

I jerked from from my sleep, tears filled my eyes, pain was clear in my eyes, my heart was drumming in my ribcage like it wanted to explode, my face was drenched with sweats, I looked around me remembering I was still in the hospital, I took my crutch one I used in supporting myself in walking.

I headed straight into the restroom, I washed my face by the sink, and dried it off. Thinking of my 18the birthday flooded my mind again, tears flowed freely from my eyes.

"Mom, why did you leave me alone?, I miss you so much, am I really just a normal person without a woof", tears kept flowing from my eyes as I walked back to the bed and sat down.

I checked my phone and saw it was almost midnight. I turned towards the window. It was a full moon. The stars were twinkling and the moon gave enough light and it lit up my room a bit.

I layed back on the bed after a few minutes of calming myself down, but my mind shifted to the time where I was in Zechs company. The humiliation I felt, the disgust I saw in his eyes was just like how my father saw me.

I felt my heartbeat increase and soon I started feeling a strange pain, I held my chest but the pain only multiplied, I felt like I was being pricked by a thousand needles, I rolled and winced in pain, I could no longer breath well,i was now gasping for air before my attending nurse rushed in and injected something into my neck soon the pain subsided and I was pulled into darkness.

I spranged up from the bed in the middle of the night, panting with beads of sweats all over my face, my body trembled slightly due to the effect of the nightmare.

I stood up not able to sleep, revenge was all I could think of now, I had finally found them after several years of searching, I walked out of my room, it was so dark but I didnt have any problem seeing thanks to my wolf vision.

I headed straight to my Personal Gym room, pain was clear in my senses, I tried to distract my self by thinking about Rachel, but instead the face of Peter smiling at her came into my mind, I felt mad rage.

I shook my head as I reached the Gym room, which was just down stairs right below my room, I walked in andocked the door not wanting to be disturbed, everyone was asleep because it was the middle of the night, I had to to avoid Vincent from coming in.

I had decided to train relentlessly and channelize my rage to a better direction. I walked into further with only stocks on, wearing just boxers without putting any upper cloths.

I scanned the room thinking of what to do first.

My gaze landed on the punching bag hanging by the left side of the room, I was feeling the mad urge to punch someone to death. Hence I neared it and wore some punching gloves before letting out a breath.

Then I held both hands in front of me and began punching the bag. I was relentless as I kept raining down blows on the bag each time harder than the first.

I wanted to let out all my emotions and empty myself of the feelings that have tormented me for the past few minutes.

The Gym was quite big and spacious with different kinds of training equipment, the room was so quiet that the only sound to be heard was the sound of the heavy bag swaying back and forth and the rhythmic thud of gloves hitting leather.

"I will kill that Bastard" I said to myself repeating it like a mantra, as it was what kept fueling my anger and rage.

I slammed Harder and Harder,I stopped and pulled the gloves and started punching with my bare hands.

I circled the heavy bag, my eyes never leaving it as I sized up my opponent, after a few more minutes of nonstop, I stepped back, catching my breath for a moment before I resumed my activity again.

Every kick and very thrust was thrown with speed and power, and my punches were becoming more and more relentless.

Sweat poured down my face like rain drenching the ground, but I didn't stop. I couldn't stop, I was consumed with rage that the image of my past came to my mind again.

I threw a vicious uppercut that sent the heavy bag flying off its hinges, the chain clanged against the ceiling and the bag swung back and fell flat on the ground.

I simply went towards where the weight lifter was kept and I began lifting it up and down, but they were just too light for me.

I needed something to really pull me down but I couldn't find any. I would have to ask Vincent to replace the punching bag tomorrow. I could already feel my hands and muscles sore but that didn't bother me to the least.

I imagined her face craving Peter, wanting him, kissing him and having to make out with him on the hospital bed flashed in my head. I knew my mind was playing tricks on me but I believe it.

I grit my teeth as a new flame of rage sparked inside of me again and I threw the weight in my hand. It landed on the other side of the room with a loud thud, one loud enough to wake the entire house, but it didn't bother me.

I stood up and walked towards my room, I arrived and entered the shower immediately hoping the cold water could offer some escape for me, I stood under the water for more than an hour.

Before I walked out my wolf spoke to me in my head, 'you better admit you love her, she might be our mate' he said and shut me out.

"She doesn't even have a wolf yet",I spoke aloud knowing he could hear me but he didn't reply to me.

We hadn't been on Good terms, he actually hated me since our coming of age ceremony, I had earlier told him we wouldn't be finding out mate because I didn't have time for love, revenge was all I could think of then.

His name is Orion, he loves hunting a lot, but we don't always get along, only during hunting periods he comes out, but after that he's gone again, he hates me more for sleeping around, not honoring myself for my mate.

I went to lie on the bed trying to sleep, but I couldn't sleep, i decided to go through some files, so I stood up and went into my study and began going to some files.