I wake up with a start, gasping for breath as I sit up on my bed. It takes a while for my brain to start functioning and that’s when I realize that Aspen isn’t next to me where she was when I went to sleep.I jump off the bed in panic as I remember what happened earlier. Like I said, Aspen is a free
“But, how is this possible?” she asks, repeating her former question.“Honestly, I don’t know. I am not even sure if this is real, or I am still asleep,” I reply, getting off the bed and standing up. Running my hand through my hair, I start pacing. It seems I’ve been doing a lot of that lately.“It’
I stand in the middle of the room assigned to me, not really sure what I should do. Should I sleep a little longer? Should I go to the library and try to find answers? Should I practice my powers?I sigh for the hundredth time, undecided about what to do. Just when I am thinking of going back to sle
“It is,” I say with a sigh.“Remember what I told you before you left?” he asks.I stay quiet as I try to rack my brain, trying to remember what he told me. After a minute, there is nothing. He said a lot of things.“You’ll have to be a bit more specific, King,” I tell him, because no matter what I
After deciding on my next move, I leave my room and go downstairs. Sniffing the air, I easily locate Micah, so I head towards his direction. He was in his office. In most packs, the beta and gamma had their own offices. Alec’s pack wasn’t any different. I gently knock, and when I hear his voice tell
I walk inside the shop, taking in everything inside it. Nothing has changed in the past three years since I’ve been away. The walls are still the same warm yellow color they were, although it seems a fresh coat has been added. The chairs and the tables are still the same.I walk further in. I’ve com
He died at fifty-nine. Mrs. Walter never remarried. She was now in her late eighties.“It’s okay. I got over him and I no longer want him. Not like I used to,” I assure her, pulling myself from my thoughts.She grabs my hand in a gentle hold and leads me to my favorite table. “Sit right here, while
“What are you doing here? Alec,” I ask Alec, still eating my ice cream.“I could ask you the same thing, Sadie,” he answers, his eyes focused on me. “I saw Micah’s car and wondered what he would be doing here. Only it wasn’t Micah, it was you.”I used to come here as a safe haven. I didn’t have anyw