She cheered because I agreed to her request. Even though I felt like I was a burden to them, I was glad they didn’t think like that of me. and now I don’t need to worry about my lunch, I can eat healthy food for few days. Susan grabs my hand pulling me towards the cafeteria door, and I let her since I agreed to have lunch with her.
“You know I can walk by myself. you don’t need to drag me know I won’t escape from here” I chuckle teasing her.
“Shut up and come with me, I'll finally get have a lunch with you, I was looking forward to it from yesterday itself and I’m also excited to introduce you to my friends” she is talking about what she is planning looking forward without turning back to see us.
“Your friends? Like YOUR FRIENDS? the popular’s group friends?” I stop deadpan in my tracks and she tries to tug me forward but she doesn’t use touch force so stay there itself and when she tu
When I come back to my sense, we are already near the table filled with her hyper friends. Commonly all the tables are round and have four to five chairs to sit in groups. But Susan and he friends had managed to convince the faculty and had a long table at the corner of the cafeteria which can fit more than twenty people at one go. And it still is not enough for them they add extra chairs from here and there if they all can’t sit together.It must be our luck or because we wasted the time arguing about my lunch most of them had finished their lunch and left for their next class. There are only eight members are sitting and most of the chairs are empty. They are all involved in a conversation. I see Jack running to the table and sits beside a boy and starts to gobble the food on his plate hungrily. Everybody makes fun of him for his eating style. I and Susan approach the table shortly and Susan sits next to Jack and I sit beside her. And Ron goes and sits at the end of t
The table quiet down when she finished speaking. I could see the mocking smile on Tina's face. She was enjoying it a lot and it was clearly visible to whoever knew her well. She was rubbing her fingers with excitement under the table even though her face masked those feelings well.The table was too silent for my bad and my mind started to wander at the dangerous area, deep fears buried inside my head start to come up. The fear of losing, fear of rejection, fear of being left alone in this world.I have always been alone in this cruel world surviving on my own. And darkness surrounding me is so thick and cold but the warmth I felt from my friends, Riya, Jack, Susan including acceptance from Ron had made a crack in the dark shell I have locked myself in. And a ray of light finally penetratedfrom it to fill my life with little happiness. And now it will be gone I'll be left all alone in this world again, to live in the darkness. I was so indulged in my sor
Maybe she doesn’t notice that she slipped her faced of acting like a concerned sister when she hears that someone was willing to spend their money for me.“Why are you paying for her food?” Tina crosses her hand in front of her. Sitting back comfortably her chin up in the air, she looks like an arrogant boss of a gang who has a say in everything others do.“And why can’t I pay for my friend’s food?” Susan asked Mockery in her voice and a smirk on her face.“Who wants to be her friend, she is just a B*tc-” she stops mid-sentence. Finally, she comes to know that she has exposed her real face in front of them. She looks at Susan as if she has seen the ghost. A victory smile forms on Susan’s face. I turn to see what exactly is she up to, wasn’t she angry at me. I see from the corner of my eyes not only Susan but others also have a smile n their face. What’s so funny about their talk is that ever
Ron and Susan are from the Wilson family. Everybody except me and Tina was calm because they all know about it beforehand. I wonder what others family background is, they must be from very big families if they hang out with Ron and Susan. Is Jack also from a reputed family? If they are from the Wilson family why are they working in the hotel. They can easily get whatever amount of money they want from their parents.Wilson's family are business tycoons and have a merger with Ford industries. There is a rumor that they both are related to each other with a very close keen. And both of their family have hidden so well they barely come in contact with common folks. Nobody knows how they look even if they pass by you as they concealed themself so well. I'm I been lucky that I get to see both Mr. Ford and heirs of the Wilson family back to back.Whatever it is and whoever they are, they treated me well, Stood up to me when I was bullied and insulted in the public. so I'll b
"There is nothing on your face, it's your eyes" Madison a boy with spectacle informed me when I start to search my face."My eyes?" My hands cover my eyes rubbing them to remove any spread of mascara "is it my eye mascara? Did it spread around? Am I looking so hideous? oh god now I understand why you were looking at me like you saw a ghost""It's not that," Vanessa a bubbly girl in front of me tells me."It's not that? then what is it? why are you all looking at me like that?""See for yourself" Susan hand me her cellphone opening the camera switching it to the selfie mood. I take it from her with doubt but I don't look at it, are they playing a prank with me. What if my eyes are okay and they all are acting to make a fool."Oh please I'm not falling for your stupid prank, You can't fool me with this stupid act of yours" I smile at them placing the cellphone back on the table, I make sure it is facing down."Common don't act smart, Why
They all made a new group leaving me alone at this table and started to talk with each other in a hushed voice. in between their discussion, they lift their eyes and stare at me like I'm a monkey sitting here for their entertainment for few seconds and again starts to discuss like they have found a new topic just by looking at me. It's frustrating sitting here doing nothing and being a topic of their conversation.It's not like I was never been a topic of discussion but every time it happened I knew what they were talking about and what exactly had happened with me. But now I know they are talking about my eyes but I don't know why it is like that but they know the reason. It is happing to me so I should know the reason first, not them. And my curiosity is killing me.It's not like I didn't try to listen to their conversation. In the beginning, they were sitting at this table only and because of my curiosity I tried to hear their Discourse and theories about my eyes bu
Riya was standing at the entrance waiting for us. we approach her smiling and she looks at me curiously. I raise my head to give her a full view of my face and she gasps with wide eyes.“Oh God, your eyes are gold and glowing like a torch” Her hand moved to touch at the edge of my eyes lightly caressing my skin “I thought she was exaggerating when she called me” I smile at her. She looks at me gapping for a minute and holds my hand drags me with her to the hotel and enters her office with me.Others follow us to enter the room but just when they were about to enter the office Riya turns around and lifts her hand to stop them. "Give us few minutes I need to talk to her, I'll call you in when we finish" and everybody nods at her and backs away as Riya closes the door.She sighs as she turns to me "Why?" she askes."???..." I look at her confused.She pinches between her eyebrows, she must be getting a headache now but he
Riya's POV"Brrrrrrring brrrrrrring brrrrrrring" my phone started to vibrate from the call and the screen was showing Susan's name and number.I was about to have my lunch when I got the call from Susan. I was confused because she never called me for any reason and it was her college time. I did something happen in the college? with doubt, I picked up my cell phone to answer her call but the call got ended before I could do it."Brrrrrrring..." it started ringing again and I picked it up at first ring only this time."Hello, Riya speaking" I answered."Hello, Riya. Susan here. Something happened" there was a panic in her voice. that had my full attention.Something must have happened in the college for her to call me panicking like this. what must have happened. Did someone discover our existence? Or did they get into a fight with Werewolfs? no that may not be the case, we know we can't be discovered and always try to stay under the radar.
When the war ended and the blood dried into the earth, Elizabeth stood beneath the great moonlit boughs of the forest where her soul had endured its greatest trials—and also where it had found love.The Greenwood mansion—ancestral home of her maternal lineage—had stood untouched for generations on the other side of the continent, isolated on a forgotten cliff, surrounded by old magic.But that place no longer felt like home. It hadn’t for a long time.Her home was here now, in the forest where Christian had first held her while she bled, where her children had laughed for the first time, where the bond of peace had been born from sacrifice.She approached the council of elders—the newly formed Circle of Peace that included fae, vampire, and human envoys from the Greenwood family elders—and made a humble request:“Let the Greenwood Mansion be moved—not in stone or brick, but in name and spirit—to the forest where this peace was forged.""Let this land, where the ritual was completed an
The first wave of wolves charges straight for the ritual site. Fangs glisten under the eerie light of the ritual fire, claws slash through the air with lethal precision. Elizabeth barely has time to react before Christian yanks her behind him, his crimson eyes blazing.“Protect the ritual at all costs!” Christian below, his voice cutting through the battlefield.The vampires move first, their speed a blur as they intercept the oncoming attack. Blades clash, fangs sink into flesh, and the sharp scent of blood fills the air. The fairies unleash their magic, shimmering bursts of golden light forming barriers and attacks against the werewolves.The first werewolf lunged. It was fast, a blur of muscle and fur, but Christian was faster. His blade met its mark, slicing through flesh with lethal precision. A strangled yelp, then silence as the body crumpled. Then came the others. Like a tidal wave of rage and fury, the werewolves attacked. They tore through the clearing, their howls fillin
The air at the ritual site was thick with unspoken words, with the weight of fate pressing down on the gathered supernatural beings.The stone circle, carved from the bones of the earth itself, hummed with dormant power.At its center, the ritual fire flickered with an unnatural emerald glow, waiting for the final blood to be spilled to awaken the ancient bond between creatures.Elizabeth tightened her grip around the ceremonial dagger in her hand, feeling the magic coil around her fingers like a whisper of fate.This ritual had to succeed—there was no other option. Without it, the balance between supernatural beings and humans would shatter, and the world would descend into chaos.But something was wrong.She could feel it in the way the wind shifted suddenly, in the way the fire flickered erratically as if sensing the unease in the hearts of those gathered.A low, guttural growl rippled through the clearing, sending a shiver of tension through the gathered ritual participants.The w
Deep within the heart of the forest, where the canopy of leaves allowed only slivers of moonlight to pierce through, two figures stood in the shadow of ancient trees. The air was thick with tension, the silence broken only by the distant howl of wolves and the occasional rustle of leaves.Alpha Brannon's eyes glowed a sharp amber, his gaze fixed on the bloodied body of his son, Austin. His hands clenched into fists so tight that his claws pierced his own palms, drawing blood. Rage seethed through every vein in his body, his wolf howling for vengeance. His broad shoulders trembled with barely restrained fury."Look at him, Alpha," Tina’s voice slithered into his ears, soft and poisonous like the hiss of a snake. She crouched beside Austin's lifeless form, her hand gently brushing his blood-soaked hair. "Your son... your heir... gone. And who did this to him?" She tilted her head, her eyes glinting with malice.Brannon didn't respond. His gaze remained fixed on Austin’s lifeless face, ea
The forest stretched out in an endless sea of green, but his path was clear. Each step he took felt heavier than the last, like the weight of unseen chains dragging him back. The crisp scent of damp earth and pine needles filled his senses, but it wasn’t enough to quiet the storm in his mind.Liam Black — Alpha of the Black Panther Pack — moved with predatory grace, his golden eyes sharp as a blade in the dim twilight. His sleek black coat, faintly visible through the open flaps of his cloak, shone faintly under the dying red light of the setting sun. His muscles coiled and uncoiled with each step as his internal battle raged on.Every instinct told him to turn around. To go back. To keep his distance from her.Elizabeth.Her name lingered in his mind like a stubborn thorn. The half-sister he didn’t ask for. The girl who had everything he didn’t.“She had a mother,” he thought bitterly, his jaw tightening. “I had him.”His father's face flashed in his mind — sharp eyes, a voice like t
The air hums with quiet tension as the group moves deeper into the heart of the forest. Shadows stretch long beneath the canopy, and the fading sunlight filters through in jagged beams, cutting through the mist that curls along the ground. Each step forward feels heavier than the last, as though the earth itself knows the gravity of what’s to come.The Ritual Stone stands at the center of a wide clearing, a massive slab of ancient rock with deep etchings carved by hands long gone. The sigils glow faintly as if they can already sense the magic in the air. It’s a sacred place — one that has seen countless rituals over the centuries. It will see another today.It is surrounded by small stone basins symbolizing different races of creatures. All the stone basins are connected to the Ritual Stone my magic.Elizabeth stands at the edge of the clearing, her fingers brushing the rough bark of a nearby tree. Her gaze is distant, eyes narrowed on the horizon where the sun slowly dips lower and l
The rhythmic thud of boots against the old wooden bridge echoes in the quiet night. Each step feels like a heartbeat, steady but loud, as if the entire world is holding its breath. Elizabeth's eyes remain half-closed, her head resting against Christian’s shoulder. She’s conscious, but barely. The chill of the night air bites at her wet clothes, but Christian’s warmth seeps into her, a living furnace of protection.Jenny walks just a step behind, her gaze flicking nervously over her shoulder. The forest behind them is a sea of shadowy figures and distant howls. None of the werewolves follow — not yet. But she knows better than to relax. “They’ll be back,” she mutters.“They’ll try,” Christian replies calmly, his eyes fixed on the far end of the bridge. His grip on Elizabeth tightens, just a fraction, as if the mere idea of someone threatening her again sends an unspoken fury through him. “But it won’t end well for them.”The other side of the bridge comes into view — a soft glow of lan
The icy river water clings to Elizabeth’s clothes, seeping into every fiber. She feels weightless but not in a good way. Her limbs are heavy, her body numb, and her vision blurs in and out like a flickering candle. But even through the haze, one thing remains clear — Christian's face.“Stay with me, Elizabeth,” Christian's voice is low, controlled, but there’s a crack of urgency beneath it. His crimson eyes burn with intensity, never once leaving hers as he cradles her like she’s the most fragile, precious thing in the world.Her lips twitch into a faint smile. “You look mad,” she whispers, her voice hoarse and barely audible. “Did I scare you?”“Terrified,” he admits, brushing a thumb over her cheek. His jaw tightens as he takes in the state she’s in — blood-soaked clothes, bruises along her neck, her breath uneven. His gaze shifts to Jenny, his eyes hardening into something colder. “Who did this to her?”Jenny, still panting and soaked from the river, glares back toward the forest.
Jenny’s heart thunders in her chest, her breaths sharp and shallow. The moment Tina and Austin step out from the side path, her instincts scream danger. Her eyes dart to Elizabeth, who, despite her weakened state, narrows her gaze with pure hatred. Blood trickles down Elizabeth’s arm, her pallor more ashen than before, but her eyes — sharp, calculating eyes — are still full of fire.“Well, well, look at you two,” Tina’s voice is laced with smug satisfaction as she steps forward, her smile as sharp as a wolf’s grin. Her eyes, once so familiar, now seem foreign, darkened by envy and betrayal. “Running away like rats. Did you really think you could escape us, Elizabeth?”"Still acting like a queen, huh, Tina?" Elizabeth sneers, though her words are weaker than she would have liked. She grips Jenny's arm for support, her legs wobbling like a newborn fawn. "Guess betrayal suits you better than humility."Austin growls low in his throat, his eyes glowing amber. He cracks his neck, flexing h