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ANNA’S POV
I could remember it all now. The more the memories came rushing back, the more my anger tripled and the harder I pulled at Sophie’s clothes, tearing them into pieces like my hands couldn’t stop even if I wanted to. I hated her. I hated her with every part of me that had ever felt pain.
“I HATE YOU!” I screamed, my voice raw and broken. “I HATE YOU, SOPHIE!” My heart was pounding so hard that it felt like it was going to burst through my chest, and I didn’t care. I wanted her to feel everything she made me feel. I wanted her to feel it all and more.
Sophie screamed, trying to cover herself, but I wasn’t done. I wasn’t even close. My nails dug deep into her skin as I tore at her again, blood dripping down my hands, staining them red, but I didn’t care. I wanted to hurt her the way she hurt me.
“Anna! Don’t kill me! Please!” Sophie cried out, her voice trembling as she tried to fight back, but her strength was nothing compared to mine. I didn’t care. I didn’t care if she cried, screamed, or begged. All that was in my mind was to destroy her. This was Sophie, my greatest enemy. The reason I’d suffered so much. The reason I lost my baby. The reason my family was destroyed.
I grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head back until she cried out in pain. “You wanted me dead, right?” I said, my voice shaking with fury. “Well, here I am, Sophie! Look at me!”
She shook her head rapidly, crying harder. “No, Anna, please, I didn’t mean—”
“Shut up!” I yelled, slapping her hard across the face, the sound echoing through the room as she whimpered, clutching her cheek. She didn’t know I knew. She didn’t know I’d overheard everything when Ryan spoke with Dad and Mom last night. My lost self had been too blind, too foolish to see her for the enemy she truly was. And now she thinks begging can undo everything she’s done? noveldrama
Sophie was trembling now, her eyes wide with fear as she stared at me. “Anna, I swear, I didn’t want to kill you! It was my dad, he made me do it, he-”
I laughed bitterly, cutting her off. “Your dad? The same man who ordered the death of my parents? Don’t even start! I know everything now!”
Sophie shook her head again, her tears falling harder. “Please, I didn’t know it would go that far! I just―”
“You just what?” I screamed, grabbing her throat. “You just wanted to see me bleed? You just wanted to see me lose my child? You wanted to take Ryan from me too, didn’t you? You wanted to destroy everything I ever loved!”
Sophie’s voice broke as she tried to speak, her words coming out in short, desperate gasps. “I was jealous, Anna … I was jealous of you! I thought if you were gone, maybe Ryan-
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“You thought wrong!” I snapped, my hand tightening around her neck. “You thought you could take what was mine, but you can’t. You’ll never have him. You’ll never have anything I love.”
Her face was red now, her breathing fast and shallow as she tried to pry my hands off her. “Please,” she
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whispered weakly, “please don’t kill me…”
I let go of her neck suddenly, watching her collapse to the floor, gasping for air. “You want mercy now?” I said coldly. “After what you did to me? After what your father did?” I could feel my heart beating faster, my skin burning from the inside out. The rage in me was too much. My body was shaking, my vision blurring as I felt the familiar ache deep in my bones. 1)
I was shifting.
My wolf, the one I thought I’d lost forever, was clawing its way to the surface. The anger, the pain, the grief, it was too much for my human body to contain. Sophie scrambled backward, shaking her head in terror as she watched me.
“Anna, no! Don’t! Don’t do this!” she screamed, but I couldn’t stop it. My eyes burned, my bones cracked, and my hands turned into claws. I felt my wolf take over completely. It was angry, angrier than I’d ever been. It wanted blood. It wanted revenge.
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Sophie’s body trembled as she shifted too, her bones snapping, her clothes tearing as her wolf emerged, a small
fragile–looking brown wolf that looked nothing like mine. My wolf was huge, golden, and powerful, its eyes glowing bright. Sophie whimpered when she saw me. I could smell her fear. It was thick, heavy, almost sweet.
“Please…” she whimpered, her voice trembling even in her wolf form, but I didn’t care. I didn’t care if she begged. I didn’t care if she cried. She wanted me dead, right? So was I. I was done being weak.
She lunged at me, desperate, but I was faster. I caught her midair and slammed her to the ground, my claws digging into her side. She cried out, her body shaking as blood stained the floor beneath her. She tried to fight, snapping her jaws weakly, but she was no match for me. I was stronger. My wolf was stronger.
I leaned over her, my teeth bared, my breath hot against her neck. She whimpered again, trying to move away, but I pushed her down harder. “You took everything from me,” I growled, my voice a low, rumbling sound that didn’t even sound human anymore. “Now it’s your turn to lose.”
Her eyes widened, filled with terror as she looked up at me. “Anna, please… don’t kill me. I’ll do anything. Please …”
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I growled again, pressing my paw against her chest, feeling her heartbeat under me. She was shaking, whimpering, her tail tucked close. I wanted to tear her apart. I wanted to end it right there. I wanted her gone.
Sophie whimpered louder, crying now. “Anna, please! I swear I’ll leave! I’ll never come back! Please just don’t kill me!”
I stared at her, my claws tightening against her fur, my chest rising and falling fast. I didn’t say anything. I didn’t need to. My wolf moved on its own. I leaned closer, my teeth grazing her throat, ready to bite, ready to
end it all.
And just as my wolf was about to tear her apart with my teeth, the door slammed open.
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Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
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