Shivering! My whole body was trembling as cold gust of wind blew tirelessly. The night was dark and cloudless—no moon was in sight. But I wasn't scared. Why would I be scared? Besides the fact that I was a super-strong werewolf, I was really good at martial arts. From what I had sensed, I doubted that any werewolves were in this town. So, I could defend myself no matter the trouble that came. But the only thing I couldn't do was get a cab. I had been standing by the roadside for over forty minutes and still no luck—no vehicle, not even a bicycle. No body was in sight. Could I possibly sleep at the coffee shop? Or would the old lady even let me? Just when I was about giving up, I saw the bright headlights of a roaring motorbike from afar. "Hey!!" I said, moving to the centre of the road and waving my hands. "Hey!!" The bike rode past me and I was about cursing whosoever the rider was, when I heard the engine come to a stop. "Whe
EMILY'S POV With a broad smile on my face, I snuck back into the compound, bribing Mrs. Fabian—the only security personnel who caught me sneaking in —with my cold donuts. Then, with her assitance, I climbed up the terrace and worked my way to my room's window. My bedroom lights were out which was quite relieving, so I got in quietly and was about saying a 'thank God' when the lights suddenly switched on and I turned around to see my elder sister, Jennifer. She was seated on my wisker chair with my phone on her lap. Her face was reddened with fury and her eyes glared in anger. "I can explain," I said sheepishly. Her angry eyes shifted from me and to the doorway. "I'm pretty sure Mum and Dad would be more than pleased to hear everything you have to say." "Just..." I began but was cut short as Jennifer rose from the chair, gave me one last dirty look before walking out. In annoyance, I threw my backpack on the chair an
BLADE'S POV The ride back home was nice, cooler and more relaxing than anything ever. Was it because of the approaching storm? Or was it because of the girl I had just been with? Although she didn't recognize me as the Ripper, my powerful scent of Alpha had almost sold me out. I remembered her even before she waved me down. Seeing her from afar standing by the roadside triggered memories of the night I had sighted her at the horsemen fountain, looking so much like my Brianne. The only issue was that, just like how Jordan had fancied Brianna's wolf, he was beginning to have a strong liking towards... What did she call herself? I think Emily. And he had attacked me from within when I had lied to Emily about my name being Adam. I had a strong reason to lie, if I told the truth, she'd probably run away from me and report to her pack that the Ripper almost killed her. But now, being Adam makes things different. I knew she had seen me before so al
Emily's PovTwo Weeks Later "No!" I said firmly as I rose from the chair in annoyance. "What are you talking about?" My mum asked. I was about saying something but I took my words back in as I realised the consequences of my actions. My troubled eyes wandered to Aunt Stephanie who looked almost as worried as I was. "Darling, why?" She asked, gently. I shook my head slowly. "I don't want to." "What!!" Mum exclaimed, rising from the chair furiously. Jennifer chuckled. "Here she goes again, tossing everything away even when she worked for nothing." I glared at Jennifer for a while, resisting the urge to tell her how I really felt about her. How much I wanted to sink my fist into her perfectly powdered face. A lot had happened in the past two weeks. Jennifer had really shown her true colors and had picked on me severally. To be honest, I was beginning to detest her. "Mum," I said, turning around to face her. "I don't want to be with Dexter." "What!!" Everyone exclaime
BLADE'S POV I turned off my motor bike at the front of Camilla's house in the woods. The familiar sounds of cicadas and crickets filled the air and I could barely hear any other thing. It was late now. My watch said 9:45pm and I wondered why Camilla had called for me by this time. The front door opened and I could see the figure of Camila standing in the dark with something clutched to her hands. I was really annoyed and irritated by her request to see me; mostly because it had ruined a beautiful moment with Emily. "What is it?" I asked as I turned off the headlights and stuffed the keys in my jean pocket. I heard her whimper gently and as I came closer to her, my eyes caught the white piece of fabric she held to her left hand. The whole fabric was soaked with blood which shamefully enticed me. I swallowed in my shame and kicked away the undesirable thoughts of pleasing Jordan. "What happened to you?" I asked, r
Emily's POV "Why are you grinning?" I looked up to see Sandra leaning on the other side of the kitchen counter with a questioning look on her face. I chuckled. "Am I?" "Yes you are and you have been carrying a merry face since you got back," She said. "Don't tell me that you are happy that the old lady's ill?" "No I'm not!" I crowed. "Then why are you all smiley?" She asked. I wanted to scream out in delight as the excitement brewing in me was too much for me to contain. I felt like yelling out the truth, the reason why I couldn't stop smiling like a moron. But I couldn't. If any other person heard about it, they'd literally kill me. Who'd believe that I'd get my first kiss from a stranger and not Dexter? A naughty smile came across her face as she asked. "Does it have to do with Adam?" "Shh, shh," I said, immediately covering her mouth with my palm. "Fine," She pushed my hand away
Blade’s POVThe morning birds chirped as they hovered around the sky above me. I was laying flat on the wooden bench at the front of Camila’s cottage, watching the morning sun and the beauty that came along with it. My eyes stung with tiredness but I couldn’t afford to shut them. Killian, Lucia and Dan had lodged in Camila’s cottage and I felt uneasy and disturbed by their presence. That was the only reason why I had remained outside overnight without shutting my eyes for a second. I heard the creaking of the front door and in three seconds, I caught Dan’s scent. “Good morning, Alpha.” He said, looking down at me with a grim expression on his face. “Mornin’ Dan.” I voiced. He lifted a fallen log of wood and sat on it. His eyes were swollen and black and he had a broken nose and a busted lip which was still stained with blood. A feeling of guilt washed over me. “About last night,” I said, apologetically. “I shouldn’t have hit you like that. I’
Emily’s POV So far my day has been fine. I had woken up by 6:00am and had gone for a run, accompanied by a stray cat who scared the shit outta me. On getting back home, I made breakfast for myself and was halfway done when Mum and Dad walked down the staircase with heavy eyes. “Good morning,” I greeted, cheerfully. They exchanged glances before Dad replied, “Morning, darling.” Mum leaned over and kissed my cheeks. “Why are you up so early?” I looked at my phone screen. “This is ten minutes past seven, how is that early?” Dad laughed. “For you it is.” Mum concurred by nodding her head. “But I hope you got enough sleep. Remember today’s event?” I nodded. “How can I forget?” Dad patted my shoulder. “Don’t worry, you’re gonna be great and everyone would love you.” “Sure,” I said, faking a smile. I didn’t care if people liked me or not but I had promised myself to never argue with them… for Sandra’s sake. The doorbell rang and as I rose