Violet Scarlett by Beky Cybille (best biographies to read .txt) 📕

 1 MORE YEAR LATER

Derek

I could never forget the day I met Violet.

Wandering in no man land avoiding other pack territories trying to recover from a fight with a couple of nearby pack members. The way they treat rogues is sickening, how do you think they get all crazy?

Being on the run, in isolation no place to go does that to you. Yeah we kill, but its pure self-defense- most of the time.

I know there are truly bad rogues like they think out there, many who lost their mates who sank into pure wolf instincts or just plain cruel wolves, like the ones who wiped out my pack and killed my mate. I've hated packs of rogues and other vicious rogues ever since then, I do kill but I never allowed myself to sink into pure wolf instincts and bloodlust.  (The bloodlust part is kind of hard, perks of being a rogue- not)

Anyway I was wandering around when I heard a scream filled with pain. Don’t get me wrong being a rogue you’ll here that at least once a day on no man’s land. It’s not a really safe place to wander on unless you have experience. This scream was – different. I was drawn to it.

Apparently I wasn't the only one since I found a rogue before me.

I didn’t expect to see a girl on the ground in pain shifting when she looked about 15 or 16 years old with a rogue about to pounce on her and eat her. (Most turn into cannibals and eat any meat they could find- not pretty- they a rabid animals in a literal sense.) I knew the girl was special, my wolf was so frantic on saving her that he took over.

When I got back control she was still on the ground unconscious and in pain her body deforming and reforming. She was very skinny, you could see her bones and not because they were rearranging. She looked beautiful nonetheless- but who would hurt a girl like her, she was all bruised up.

I stayed there watching, guarding as she shifted. Imagine my surprise when she shifted into a black wolf- well not really I knew she was important I just forgot which Legend or prophecy involved a shifter at 16. 

Her physical appearance changed her dried brown hair became silky black. Seriously her hair was so soft I just couldn't stop touching it along with her fur. Her skin was spotless, no bruises left and her blue gray eyes that turns red when she's angry or her wolf is on the surface.

Don’t know how but we kind of bonded like an instant connection. My wolf pretty much bonded with hers, she’s like a sister to me.

We also bonded over our pasts and our twisted sense humor in a literal sense. We have a really twisted sense of humor when we kill. I rubbed off on her along with her wolf.

Violet was a kind soul, putting herself before others enthusiastic and can make you smile at tough times, but her mate, he pack ruined it.  I had to watch as her soul turned dark and turned into the Violet I see today.

Her eyes void of emotions unable to even feel pain from her physical wounds. Sometimes I get a glimpse of the girl I first met but it became less and less before it was on special occasions for her to even show emotions. 

Sure my mate died but hers is alive destroying her from the inside. She along with her wolf- which I think was already psychotic- turned to bloodlust and the thrill of killing to ease the pain. I couldn't bring myself to hate her, I know deep down no matter how numb she is she's hurting on the inside.

She is still my sister and I will protect her even if she thinks she doesn't need it. She needs someone to protect her from insanity. I'll be that person, her hold to sanity.

Speaking of sanity.

"I am going to kill that bastard of a mate" Violet grumbled to herself and many other profanities eyes a little red.

Yeah you could say it’s one of the times where her mate gets it on, she is like a girl on period times ten during that time. She is on edge her wolf close to the surface. 

I know it hurts like hell even though she isn't showing it. Two years and it still isn't any better, whoever said it gets better is so wrong because I've got a PMS’ing girl and wolf to prove it. Let me tell you when Violet and her wolf agree on something, you better hope it does not involve killing, they will tear the place apart.

Just ask the first rogue pack they wiped out when her mate first got it on which, you can’t. They’re in literal pieces. People are still having trouble finding body parts and there were like twenty rogues- that will take a lot of work. On the bright side the heads will be easier to find, thought it might be buried somewhere.

Like I said twisted sense of humor- but in my defense, every rogue develops it.

So now were just walking aimlessly in the forest. Violet is battling her wolf and herself not to go on a killing spree, she mastered that after a few months during her mate’s unfaithfulness- Surprised I'm still alive. Really I am.

We've been traveling around for two years now. Let me just say Violet cannot go anywhere without someone's death on her hands or body parts.

“-but no I just had to be mated to that bastard, mother why do you hate me so-“ I heard Violet grumbling before I tuned her out like I do after the last ten times years ago.  I've got to say it’s amusing sometimes how she goes on and on about how she was mated to her mate as a curse or something. But it got old, amusing but old. She always comes up with new interesting torture ways.

I would agree with her, I swear even I want to kill him too. Too bad he's the only one to actually bring more emotions out of her. Even if it’s anger, pain, hatred- she has turned into a really dark person.

I felt a weird force as we kept walking but I just ignored it listening to Violets usual rant too bored to tune it out anymore. "......not only do I get fake uncaring parents and packs but a mate too, I swear mom when I get up there where you are you are getting a peace of my mind......." She growled.

Well now she's pretty much talking to her mom. I am curious about their little mother daughter talk when she does see her. I mean she’s the actual moon goddess.

I stopped when I smelled nearby werewolves. Werewolves not rogues, shit. Violet froze in her spot probably smelling it too, She has enhanced sense shouldn’t she have smelled it before? I guess her mate was distracting her.

Suddenly I heard a growl and smelt their scent behind us. I turned around to see four wolves and one in human form. By the power coming from him I can tell he's beta like me. Yes I have Beta blood in me, it was a big betrayal to find out my mate was having an affair with my best friend behind my back.

"What are you doing on our land rogue" The beta growled out. I groaned in realization "so that’s what that force was, we walked into a packs territory" I stated turning towards Violet who gave me a glare.

"Really" Violet growled hitting the back of my head. I just smirked sheepishly "in my defense you didn't know either." ok probably a bad thing to say.

"Because I was distracted, I didn't even smell those mutts coming towards us" she growled out her eyes turning a little redder then it already was. I lifted my hands in surrender mode before she teared me apart.

"Hello?" A voice interrupted us. "What?!" Violet growled turning towards the beta.

I saw him whimper a little from her tone and eyes before he regained composure. "What are you doing on our territory?" He asked this time.

"I don’t know passing by." Violet rolled her eyes. The Beta frowned annoyance clear in his eyes. "Sorry but were going to have to take you to our alpha." he said sounding not so sorry.

Violet sighed in annoyance crossing her arms. I saw some of the wolves including the beta stare at her chest. I growled protectively, guys these days, no dignity. Oh who am I to talk, while Violet leave body parts in her path I leave broken hearts.

Two of the pack members shifting back after snapping out of it before grabbing us. "Watch it" Violet growled at the man holding her. I saw the man move away a little, poor dude caught her one bad time.

Let’s hope we can get out of here with no murders.

'Would it be wrong to tear off his hands- both of them' I heard Violet growl in my head. 

'Yes' I answered her in a stern tone in her mind, I saw her face turning into a pissed off expression.

'Yeah let’s definitely hope no murders happen, although it might be a one to one hundred percent chance' my wolf chuckled.

I groaned at his statement. ‘Not really making me feel better.’

Violet

It’s officially been two years since I left my pack and it seems my mate still just hasn't stopped giving.

Pain that is.

I swear I will kill him slowly and painfully and torture his love ones right in front of him just to bring him pain. Though it will never compare to the pain.

'Agreed on torturing him and killing off that basted pack.' my wolf growled out.  It’s taking a whole lot not to go on a killing spree right now and this Beta isn't helping.

Along with the dude holding me. "Watch. It." I growled at him as his hand started wandering. He moved back a bit making me satisfied but then his grip got even tighter. Angry are we? Well so am I.

'Would it be wrong to tear off his hands-both of them' I growled through our connection.

'Yes' he answered in a stern tone I was used to. Don’t you dare try anything, as much as I barely listen to it, this is one of the rare times. I groaned inwardly in annoyance while my wolf just chuckled.

'Oh shut up you wanted to do that too' I scowled towards her. 'Guilty' she giggled.

Then another pain hit putting us both back in our pissed off mood. Seriously, how many times is he going to go at it he must have went like four rounds right now! Can’t he put that energy into something else?

Soon we arrived at the pack house and its nice; A mansion more than a house but looks homey and well taken care of. We walked inside the pack house and since I was getting bore I began reading