Who was Fenrir?

Fenrir’s POV

If she didn’t want to accept it, I was most definitely going to throw it away. I was about to throw it on the wall when I felt Elena’s hands stop the tray from getting flung. Huh? When did she even get in front of me? I was so blinded with rage.

I turned my gaze sharply to her, and she shuddered under my hardened stare.

“She will eat the omelet. I will make sure she does, Alpha.” She mouthed, her voice shaking from fear.

Elena was different, from what I heard a while ago but I was still reluctant. I would never poison Marsai. That was the last thing I would ever do to her... After a moment, I let the tray go and she collected it.

Marsai and Leah both passed their menacing looks, but she still held a straight face as she headed towards the bed. I hoped Marsai eats it because I made it with so much….so much of love. It was worth giving it a shot.

It would be better than throwing the food away. At least I had hope, and my hard work would not go in vain. I know why she still didn’t trust me. Gosh… it hurts. It made me so inexplicably angry.

It made me want to break something, or hurt someone. She didn’t even see the good in me. She only focused on my vices. I gave her one last look and I could see tears in her eyes. Shit… I made her cry again. I felt angry at myself and my actions.

How could I make my Luna cry? She deserved so much and all I could do was make her upset. I angrily left the room. I stood at the door as my chest started to swarm with a strange feeling. Guilt… I felt guilty for what I did to her. What the hell is wrong with you Fenrir? What are you turning into??

Guilt should never be in your vocabulary.

I didn’t know why I was feeling so attached to her. I didn’t know how that happened. I felt like she was trying to make trouble for me, and no matter how I attempted, I couldn’t hurt her. I couldn’t even talk back to her.

When she was happy, it made me happy. I felt so attracted to her… like her pain was my pain, and her happiness was mine too. I couldn’t even explain it with words. I just felt the feeling in me like a light that was overwhelming me.

It was so strange. Was I falling in love? Fuck… no. It is not possible. I am a very powerful Alpha, falling in love will only make me weak. I didn’t want to have any weak spots. I still wanted to be the most powerful Alpha werewolf this pack has ever seen.

Marsai was making me a good person and taking my dark personality away from me. I didn’t feel like the Fenrir that came into the pack full of anger and darkness. I was feeling a bit compassionate now, which was irritating.


I headed to the next room after a while because I didn’t want to think of what happened. I looked out through the window of the room as so many thoughts swarmed my head. The white light coming from the sun made my head clear for a little while.

The sun in the pack was unique. I didn’t know if it was like that in the place I came from. Their days lasted forever, and their nights were short. Nobody woke up in the early morning, other than me, which made me think that I was different.

My thoughts darted back to Marsai. I needed to get to the bottom of what I felt for her. Did I know Marsai in my past? Like, have I seen her before? Before… I woke up under the tree and couldn't remember anything. Was that why I was feeling this way towards her? Oh my Gosh! Was it the smell? This must be it!

Maybe she was someone special in my past. I needed to remember every last of it. I was going to try hard because I have never really tried remembering my past. I liked it here. I didn’t want to go back to whatever my life was back then.

It must have been boring. There shouldn’t be any other life that would be as adventurous and interesting as this. Being powerful, having people cower in fear of me with just a growl, making women weak in their knees because of my striking beauty… There was no way I lived a better life back then.

Moving away from the window, I sat down on my bed. I closed my eyes as I tried to retrieve my memories. I wanted to see anything at all that would connect me to Marsai. Any detail at all… I just needed some closure. Even if it was something that would remind me of her beautiful red hair, which was the most distinctive feature of her body. Heavens! The happiness I will feel if I find out that I knew Marsai before..

There was a dull headache at the back of my head as I started to visualize some faint memories. Fuck… it made my head hurt so bad. I felt it flashing in my head like a movie.

There was a man. He was me… I could tell. We had the same features, but the look on his face differed from the one I had on me now. His face didn’t hold the anger the present me had on his face. He looked soft… like he was in love.

Yuck! I hated whatever I was in my past. He was surrounded by a group of people. I couldn’t tell who they were, but it was in a strange setting that made me feel disturbed. They had all sorts of strange stuff hanging on their walls that confused me.

What the hell were they? They looked very advanced.

I could hear the people around me call me, but they didn’t call me Fenrir. What? Oh my God… My name is Fenrir… why were they calling me with a strange name I’ve never heard of? How dare they? I suddenly felt angry. What the hell was their issue?

I could see the version of me in my flashback being weak. I was not the leader, which made me infuriated. There is no way I would not be a leader. It didn’t make sense. I was very strong now, why was I weak in my past life? That can’t be happening. Maybe it was just my doppelganger because I couldn’t picture myself ever being weak.

So many questions were swarming in my head with nobody to give me answers. I jerked up from my position as I stood up from my bed. Sweat was dripping on my body as I looked around the room, everything dizzying up.

What just happened? Oh…my… I needed water. I needed air. My head hurt so bad that it was going to burst. I wanted to see why I was attached to Marsai, but from what I saw, there probably couldn’t be any reason why I was attached to her in my present life.

Confusion filled my entire body. I stepped out of the mansion, out to the backyard to receive fresh air and clear my head. This wasn’t something I was going to do any time soon again.

I have never been this terrified since I came to this pack like today after I tried to summon my past self, and I saw that I was a weak wolf with a different name. No way! Fenrir could never be weak- not in this lifetime, and neither in my past life!

But who was the man?