Cursed By Fate

“Does anyone care to tell me what happened here?” She screamed as she rushed towards her husband’s corpse but was quickly held back by some of the guards.

She continued wailing, screeching and crying that the new Alpha, Alpha Louis had to order her to be taken to his own personal chambers.

Meanwhile Carl, oblivious to the new development, continued pacing around the woods and thinking seriously.

“Where should I go? Another pack or the human world? Oh well, going to another pack is just another tragedy on its own as he doesn’t have a wolf in him yet. They would only add salt to his injury instead of giving him the peace he desperately seeks.

All these thoughts occupied Carl’s mind and he eventually made up his mind to go to the human world after weighing the pros and cons of all his options.

He got up, braced himself and decided to go home after a while. Yeah, he’s been hearing a lot of gossips and murmurs about himself ever since he was refused to shift. Its not like he refused anyways, he couldn’t have possibly refused even if they think he has the power to.

Grabbing his facemask, he wore it and ran out of the woods like a renewed man. He felt light for the first time in the past few days and he wondered why.

On getting to the entrance of the palace, he sighted the crowd trooping in and out of the palace gate and his curiosity irked. The last time he checked, the crowd had dispersed earlier just after the crowning of the new Alpha. Well…. the fake Alpha according to him.

I noticed that the Alpha looked pale earlier-

“He was coughing too and his lips were darker than before”

“His skin was as pale as a piece of paper”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

These comments and more flew through Carl’s ears as his heart quickened in a race. His brain started connecting the dots and as if suddenly becoming possessed by something, he yanked off his nose mask and squeezed his way out of the midst of the crowd….

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Meanwhile in a far away land of humans, the city where no one believed in mystical beings and creatures, where no one cares about any other being apart from their own specie. A young lady is seen shabbily dressing up to leave for work as she was running. Her black hair which was not properly packed and dried and was still dripping water and tailing after her as she ran out of her small house, probably the smallest house in her area.

She hurriedly locked the door and hailed a taxi.

“B&B restaurant please!” The young lady breathed out as she opened the cab door and jumped in, her ruffled hair scattering as it had not been well packed.

The driver, A young lanky man snorted as he looked at her through his rear view mirror, probably wondering where the shabby young girl is heading to in such a hurry.

After scanning her briefly, the young man drove off to the prescribed restaurant. The taxi screeched to a halt and the young girl whom had managed to pack her hair properly immediately jumped out of the car after dumping a few pennies on the seat for the driver, she barged into the transparent front glass door of the restaurant.

“How rude” the taxi driver muttered under his breath before driving off.

Another young, well… Not too young lady, a supposed receptionist, typed away on her computer hurriedly that one would wonder if she was typing a message for someone at the brink of death. Everyone seems to be in a hurry in this strange city and she wasn’t an exception. They are humans anyway.

Just then, the door flung open and a shabby looking figure barged in almost out of breath. All eyes turned to look at her. The customers, fellow colleagues. All eyes were directed at her and several murmurs followed afterwards.

The young lady felt a bit conscious of herself as she quickly grabbed a mirror from her bag and looked at herself from head to toe. Then and only then did she realize that she looked like a scarecrow. Nope, a zombie.

Heavy eyebags, dark circles around her eyes, pale face. Lifeless looking eyes and all… It was all clear to her now. The reason for the weird looks she was getting.

“Oh no, not again” she muttered silently and grabbing her bag in embarrassment, she dashed towards the staff’s restroom area to brush up herself. She dried her hair properly and brushed it before packing, applied a light makeover which she carried about in her bag and adjusted her clothes before coming out of the restroom.

Determined to hide from any of the higher staffs after the previous embarrassment she had made of herself and caused to the establishment, she tiptoed quietly but luck was not on her side as the manager had seen her already.

“Take one more step and I’ll make sure you get fired immediately!” A loud reverberating voice echoed behind her and she shrieked in fear. That voice was familiar. It was the voice of the manager.

“What was he doing around the females restroom?” She had asked herself inwardly as she froze for a while before his angry voice brought her back to reality again.

“What was that all about?” He asked again. This time literally shaking in anger as he moved towards the young girl.

“I-I I’m really sorry about what happened earlier. I-I I’m sorry” she stuttered, confused and scared at the same time.

“This is the second time you’re doing this but you know what? I don’t care about your reasons for doing it. All I want to tell you is that…. Try it the third time and see yourself getting fired!!” The Manager screamed and the young lady could only nod her head in fear.

The Manager left and only then was she able to breathe.

“What a way to start your day” she muttered to herself as she walked towards her department. Another trouble brewing…