“Yes, do nothing. Drop it down. There’s silver in that bullet. Don’t be stupid.”
“I will not.” I screamed. “Do your worst, Kellan. I’m not putting the damn gun down.”
“If you don’t put the damn gun down, I will have no choice but to restrain you. How about that?” Donovan interrupted with a blank look.
“Even you too. You are on his side. After what he did to everyone. You choose to take his side.”
“Clearly, you are the one being delusional right now.”
“What are you talking about?” What was his name again? I had seen him somewhere before?
Who was he?
He laughed hysterically and in a flash; he leaned closer to me. “You don’t know who you are dealing with, baby girl. Should I cut off your fingers before you drop the gun down?”
“Riot, do nothing stupid.” Donovan warned with a groan.
“Why don’t we see her try, then?”
Enzo?
“It will be fascinating, won’t it?”
“Do it, Wendy Nightshade. Aiden will be proud of you in his grave.” Sihwa urged me. “Don’t get distracted.”
I clenched the gun, ready to shoot him in the head.
“Wendy, please don’t do it. You will hate yourself if you do.” Gerhard touched my shoulder, and I kept glaring at Sihwa without even looking at him.
“Even you too, Gerhard?”
“Wendy, I’m not on anyone’s side. I just want you to know that. But please, don’t do this. Aiden wouldn’t want it to be this way.”
Donovan added. “Gerhard, stay outta of it.”
“What do you know about Aiden?” I screamed, with tears gushing down my cheeks nonstop. “Shut up your mouth and don’t tell me what to do.”
“How does it feel to have the life of someone in your hands, dainty dancer?!”
My eyes shot up, and I whispered these words. “What did you just call me?”
“Shoot me, Wendy, I truly want to die in your hands.”
“You called me a dainty dancer.”
“Aren’t your hands hurting from holding that gun for too long? Shoot me, I’m getting bored here. Too much talk for someone who wants to kill me.”
“So, you were truly the one I saw on that night when I ran away from home?”
“Don’t you want to kill me anymore?”
“You were the one that told me to come meet you at a certain forest. You wanted to show me the full moon that night and I didn’t come back. I thought I was hallucinating on the night of the ceremony, but it was truly you. You were the Sihwa I bumped into, 10 years ago, before my mother divorced my father.”
“You are a total omega bitch and a weak-minded one at that.” He pressed my hands and pushed the button as soon as he touched my finger.
Boom! Boom!
Everything around me went still.
He slumped to the floor. His head slammed on it.
I couldn’t breathe and my body froze to the ground, including my tightened heart from beating.
10 years ago, I had an encounter with the leader of the Pure Bloodline pack on the day I ran away from home.
It turns out my stepfather wasn’t truly the leader of the pack. He was just a stand-in for Sihwa and I don’t know why.
Sihwa Grimwolf was the true leader of the clan.
After he introduced himself to me that night, I was relentless in letting go of him because I was terrified of going back home.
“Don’t you have parents to go home to? Stop following me everywhere.” He shifted his attention to me, and I was just ten feet away from him.
As a kid, I was terrified to go close to him because I couldn’t tell what he might do to me. All I knew was that I felt safe, comfortable around him when I didn’t even know him.
“I don’t wanna go home.” I whined. “My schoolmates bully me at school all the time. My mom and my dad are always fighting and breaking things up.” I screamed at him, lowered my voice, and kept talking. “The last time they fought, they added me into their fight. I heard my father was sleeping with his secretary and some people are calling him a homophobic son of a bitch. I don’t know which of them is telling the truth or they are just telling lies behind my back. I don’t know what to do anymore. They never stay in the same house and don’t fight.” I started sobbing. “Will it kill them to be nice to each other? If they hated each other so much, then why are they together? I have tried so hard for them to be together, but it never works out!” I wiped off my tears with my tiny hands when I felt a warm hand on my head.
Both of our hairs waved with the wind as we stared at each other.
“Sihwa.” I called out to him and kept cleaning off the tears from my cheeks.
“You are too young to be wise, but you are not too young to be knowledgeable.”
“Sihwa, what does that mean?” I questioned innocently, without taking my eyes off him.
“Wendy, knowing something gives you an advantage. And never make someone believe you are foolish. See, when they believe you are too intelligent, they will never play you. This girl is just too smart. Let’s not bother with her. Let’s meet the dumb one. That is what they will think of you if you stop making yourself look stupid in front of them. Don’t play dummy. The bumbling idiot. Keep your guard up. When you know nothing, act like you know everything. Act the part. To overcome them, move gently and with common sense.” His voice was so delicate and soothing to my heart, I could stay all day and listen to him talk.
“Allow it to work for you. When you walk inside your classroom, examine everyone. You must now understand who your opponent is and who isn’t. Allow your inner instinct to identify your foes; it will never lie to you. You’ll be able to read everything in the room. Avoid moving too quickly. Just keep it low and don’t feel embarrassed by the appearance of things or the fact that you have problems. Do not worry, you will receive it.” He patted my head. ‘Don’t let anyone walk over you.’ He caressed my head and enquired. ‘What do you do when you get stung by a bee?’
“I kill it.”
“Then do the same to your bullies.” He let out. “Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sihwa, but I heard it is bad to kill someone. I can’t kill my bullies. I will be a horrible person if I do that.” I innocently voiced out.
“I’m not saying you should kill your bullies. There are other ways to mess with your bullies without touching them.”
“How can I do that?” I questioned innocently, pondering on the tactics to use on my bullies as I listened to Sihwa.