Chapter 164
Chapter 164
Fiona POV
I was through with Celeste. Through with being used as a punching bag and through with constantly being humiliated by her. I saw her move towards me, saw the deliberate way she had grown her nails into claws and knew instinctively she was going to severely hurt me or disfigure me while claiming it was an ‘accident! I saw the way she narrowed her eyes and saw the displeasure cross over her face. I stepped backwards, but something made me pause, pure rage causing the to stop in my tracks,
Little bitch. Thinks she can harm us, does she? We know her game by now. She’s about to find out what happens when she tries to cross us. It’s time you let me out, Fiona, a voice inside my mind purred.
A voice I had never heard nor was familiar to me. It seemed to come out of nowhere and made me feel as though I was going crazy.
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What was happening to me? Where had this voice come from? Could this be…but no, it was impossible, I thought to myself
dully. How could I be hearing my wolf when I didn’t have one? Was I imagining things? It made the most sense, but the voice
spoke again, sounding thoroughly put out, bringing my focus back to Celeste. It was like seeing things in slow motion, her hand up, her eyes glinting. The voice spoke again, impatiently this time. I felt as though I was a small child being admonished by this stranger. It was not the nicest feeling.
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If you stay there, you’re going to get hurt. You’ve confined me deep in your mind long enough! It’s time to free me and finally free yourself. We have the strength now. Being mated and marked is enough to give you the strength you need to shift. Now do it, the voice thundered, the voice’s tone dripping with authority.
It was as though I reacted instinctively. As though my body already knew what it had to do. My body began to ripple, and I saw Celeste take a step backwards, her mouth dropping open in shock as she stared at me, her expression filled with disbelief. I dropped to the ground, letting out a small shriek, my body convulsing, my bones cracking and adjusting in what could only be described as the worst pain imaginable. It was far worse than I could have envisioned and it felt as though it was a lifetime before it stopped. In reality, it was no more than a few minutes, far quicker than any normal shifter would be able to transform, and questions boggled inside my mind as I slowly stood up on all four paws, my gaze going downwards as I took in the black fur, pure black like midnight. I was beautiful. Glorious to behold and very, very angry now as I took a menacing step towards my half sister, who looked as though she was about to faint as she clutched at the bedframe in desperation. It was almost laughable to see the incredulous expression on her face. I had dreamed of this moment, but now it was finally here, and she was at my mercy. It was a heady feeling.
“How,” she whispered as I growled menacingly at her, enjoying the power and the strength flooding through me. “How is this possible?” she whimpered, almost falling to her knees. “This can’t be right, she continued as though she was speaking to herself. “you can’t be a black wolf. It’s not right. I’m meant to be the one who is leading this pack not you. this is a mistake,” she screeched, sounding unhinged.
Finally, my wolf spoke with a low growl, Finally, I’ve been freed from the prison of your body. I’ve been trying to contact you ever since you turned eighteen with no response. Even as an Alpha wolf, you held me back, kept me contained. Out of fear that you were not worthy enough to have me, but that is all in the past. Your mate’s strength, his endless devotion to you, his love, and his mark on your neck have all allowed me to finally communicate with you today. We are now one, as it should be, it concluded, sounding satisfied.
I was still in disbelief even as my wolf snorted, moving deliberately closer to Celeste, whose eyes were wide and shimmered. with tears like big pearls in the ocean. It was strange that she had not shifted back in order to prevent my attacking her. Surely her wolf was just as strong as my own was? She was born from an Alpha and a Luna or white wolf. She should be plenty able to defend herself without any assistance but she wasn’t moving from her spot on the ground, confusing me.
What should we do with the little bitch my wolf snarled, should we disfigure her like she was planning to do to us? Should we throw her out the window? Don’t be fooled by her sudden show of weakness, for she is fine. She is even capable of shifting, my wolf snarled, she just doesn’t dare to. Cowardly girl, it huffed.
Doesn’t dare to? What was preventing Celeste from shifting? If she had her wolf, then she should be able to easily defend herself against me, I thought confused, even as I inwardly celebrated. I had my wolf. The thing I had desired most. I was no
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longer defenseless and no better than a human. I was a full–on shifter! The fact I had imprisoned it, with my own actions and heart, only saddened me. I had been thinking I was unworthy, but now…now I knew that I had been granted the wolf that was right for me. I was stronger than the average shifter and made to lead. I would be an equal to Liam. I would not have to bow down to anyone, least of all Celeste. No more would I be looked down upon. I was free. Gloriously free, and it felt so good. I continued to preen even as my wolf chuckled to itself, enjoying itself immensely.
“Don’t hurt me,” Celeste whimpered as my jaws pulled back in a vicious snarl. “I was just joking, I swear, Fiona. You know that you can’t hurt me; we’re sisters,” she blurted out almost hysterically.
I wanted to laugh at her. How dare she bring that up? How dare she use that as a method to prevent me from hurting her? She was delusional if she thought that by being blood or partly blood–related it would make some sort of difference.
Sisters. I scoffed inside my mind. We had never been sisters and never would be. There was too much hatred and resentment between us. It was convenient that Celeste was bringing that up now, of all times. I snarled, my eyes glittering dangerously. It was tempting to force her to fight back, to make her shift, but something was holding her back. She looked afraid of me. Her whole body was trembling where she was, and I could also see her beginning to shake. Strange. As it was, I felt victorious. I had the upper hand for once, and I had never felt so triumphant as I did right now, staring at her. I glanced back at the dress I was wearing and saw that it was ruined. A shame, but in retrospect, getting my wolf was infinitely better than worrying about a dress. I grinned crookedly to myself and deliberately swatted Celeste with my tail as she gave a loud grimace and then proceeded to shriek at the top of her lungs, “Don’t do it Fiona. I’m sorry, I said I was sorry,” she screamed hoarsely, causing footsteps to come running in panic.
They thought I was attacking her, I thought numbly, and there was no doubt about it that they were about to try and take me Own without giving me a chance to explain. I could shift back, but I chose not to. I would not be intimidated by the likes of them. I had done nothing wrong. I was tried of Celeste and her manipulative ways, but I was especially tired of being forced to be obedient. It was time Celeste go her just desserts. It was time they saw that I was no longer the daughter they had hurt so long ago but rather a person who would do anything in her path to protect not just herself but those she loved and it did not include my blood family, but rather the ones I thought of as my loved ones, especially Liam.
She looked at me with a grin. I tilted my head and waited, my own grin crooked. If she thought this was enough to win the game, she had another thing coming. She was no longer the victim, and I was done being one for her. It was time to set a few things straight. Bring it on, I thought, resting on my hind paws and cornering Celeste against the bed. If she wanted to play games, then by all means, I would play it. It was about to get interesting.
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