Tiger's Obsession (6 page)

Melodies from
Florence and the Machine
band that Pet Torres listen to write this series.

No Light, No Light

Shake It Out

All This and Heaven Too

Remain nameless

Never Let Me Go

Only if For a Night

What the Water Gave Me

Seven Devils

Spectrum

Leave My Body

Bedroom Hymns

Falling

Say My Name

The

Black wolf’s Mark

Book 1

In the Black wolf’s Mark Series

By

Pet Torres

Synopsis

When the seventh male son from a same family is born, it occurs ‘
the black wolf curse’
over this child.

T
his baby must be sacrificed for the good of all humanity.

Or the black beast will awake after 277 full moons.

Prologue

The black wolf legend comes from millions of years ago, where it extends into generation into generation among divers villages.

One of the legends more well-known is the black wolf’s mark.

T
hat occurred since the birth of a little boy, he was the youngest child among seven brothers.

Always
that this occurred, his extermination was absolutely right after his birth.

Chapter 1

Vistancia Village

A mother ended up giving birth to her seventh male son, and as soon as he is born she is hindered from breast-feeding her suckling.

However, that woman cries, as soon as several men from her village catch up the child from her arms.

“MY SON, NO! NO!”

She cries losing her self-control and her husband hugs her with zeal and says.

“Darling, we cannot stay with this child.”

“He is our son!” she insists.

“He is cursed!” her husband insists.

While that, the little boy that ended up coming to light is carried to a house in the village, where it has a set of ten men waiting for him.

“Here he
is.” A grizzled hair’s man says, bringing the little boy in his arms.

“Give an end to this child! He cannot remain among us.” the village leader orders, while he verifies the state of the child, “But first of all, he needs to be marked.”

After
that, they take back the child to the outside of the house and they walk to a lit bonfire.

The village leader holds a steel stick and brings the lance tip into red - hot fire.

A
fter some time, he pulls the lance and walks in the direction of the grizzled haired man, who is holding the child.

“Turn him from back!” the leader orders to him.

Then, the man turns the child with his belly down, and his delicate lung is exposed to time, because the child is rolled up in an old cloth.

The
entire village listens to the boy crying, after the leader from there, leans the hot lance against his left lung and marks him with the wolf symbol.

The mother of the boy hugs her husband, as soon as she feels and listens to her son’s crying and she cannot do anything to save him.

A
t this moment, the boy is carried by the grizzled hair man, who is assigned a duty to eliminate the boy distant from the village.

The man walks with the child to the edge of a river and his most important function is to throw out that boy into the river’s dark water.

His death must be inevitable.

But before He has this courage, he holds the child as if it was his son and a guilty feeling torments him.

Then the gray hair sir gazes in front at a wood piece, and he has a sudden idea.

“I’ll leave his life on the destiny account.” he says gazing at the child that is fastened on to the wood piece.

“If you survive to this – it is because destiny wishes you remain in this world.”

After
those words the sir holds the wood with the child and places it carefully over the river waters.

The river’s dark water goes taking away the wood and also the child to an uncertain destiny.

“Your luck is thrown, boy!”

The man says still gazing at the boy that is going every time more distant with the help of river little waves.

Chapter 2

21 years after

“He is coming back! He is near!”

Amarilis exclaims, while she runs from side to side, sustaining her hands on the house walls.

Her aunt holds her and she looks for refuge into the arms of her.

“He is coming back, aunt!
I feel!”

“Feel what, my dear?” she questions and kisses the long black hair of her blind niece.

“He is coming back.”

“Amarilis is getting crazy!” her male cousin says, while he turns a water can onto his mouth.

“Norton, believe me!” Amarilis insists, even not seeing the real image of her male cousin.

“Is who crazy of believing in a blind girl?”

The dark hair youth says and leaves his house.

Lyra patiently walks her niece to a seat in the living room and she sits at her side.

The girl, with her black hair and white eyes, fixes her gaze just at a direction, while her aunt caresses her long Black hair again.

“Now, tell me! Is who coming back?”

“The black wolf.”