I close my eyes and inhale deeply to calm my mind and body as I stand at the centre of Academy auditorium. Alone. Tessa wanted to accompany me but the risk I have put her in the last time I tried is enough to understand that I better do this alone.
Concentrate on your desire, Aurora. I say to myself and visualise myself on the first day of the summer when I was sitting in the garden with my sketchbook and my crayons. Life used to be carefree that time. I picture the white sheet of the notebook and pick a black crayon to start drawing on it. I start to draw an outline of the body shape that will be wearing the dress. I always prefer to make outlines first as the rest just appears to fill in itself. And just like I thought, ideas start coming to my mind and my arm moves on its own to draw lines and strokes inside the outline.
It feels great just do as you want. I fill in with every shape and pattern that comes past the eyes of my mind. Wow! I ne
I will kill this guy! I snort at Tristian who smirks back at me,his eyes reflecting total mischief. A few minutes back,I told him that I learnt about my skill. But that bloody hellish of a jerk didn't appreciate me! Rather he told me not to get too excited because I need to learn to harness my skill properly! I mean, I know that! Ugh! But still, maybe appreciating me a bit for taking the risk of going back to my memory lane would have been better. But no! This person only cares about criticism. How rude!"What are you thinking, Barbie doll? We don't have all day. The next bi weekly is just a few days away. You don't want to lose, do you?" He challenges me and I snort like a bull, pushing the ground with my feet to hit the target with my imaginary horns. " Now attack me."I smirk mischievously. "With pleasure." I run towards him in an aim to break his perfectly sculpted jawline. But the air shifts and I find myself o
I stare at him for a long time, hoping he would do anything but neither does he lean in nor move out. Rather his eyes stay on me, making heat flood to my cheeks. This is not good. I mean, this is actually good. But not good for my mind right now. So, having no other way, I take the difficult step. "Ahem. Umm...I guess I am quite slow."His sky-like eyes bore into me. "I'm sure you are." I don't understand on what basis he said that. Slow about the moves or understanding my feelings for him."Eh—heh—we should try again." I say and gulp in the lump formed in my throat. How more awkward is this going to be?"Try...this?" He points towards us laying on top of each other and I blush like crazy."Uh...no,no. I mean—uh…" strange that I can't find any words right now. Sia! Help!'Tell him that he needs to move away. You're ta
"A key?" I ask, looking down at the small key resting on his palm."Yeah." He whispers. "I found it in Branson's collectibles.""Wait…he has his collectibles of dark objects?" I ask."Duh. Who do you think would otherwise tell me about magical objects if they didn't have a few in their possession.""Fine. But what does this key do? Open doors?" I raise my eyebrows, questioningly."I'm not sure about that either. But I can feel its magic. Don't think I am crazy but when I was in Branson's store house filled with these objects, I had this strange feeling that something was calling me. And I opened the drawers to find this. This appears like a normal key, but it expands so much energy. I think it's used to open some secret doors." He says in an intense stone."What secret door?""I don't know. All I do know is that I wil
I wake up in the morning feeling tired and mentally exhausted. I blame the night for that. I couldn't sleep at all and kept changing sides. The thoughts of Alex and Peter Pan storm my mind. Argh! I need to confront Alex and talk to him. He seemed normal for the time we talked about the key but I don't know what happened later that he started to act so—rude.I pull off the bed sheet from my leg and walk off to the bathroom to take a shower. After the shower, I step out and find Tessa preparing herself for the class. She looks at me and smiles. "Good morning."I yawn. "Morning."She frowns. "Hey, are you alright? You look tired.""Tell me about it. I couldn't sleep last night.""But why? Was it the weather? Or did—what I said bug you?" She fidgets with her fingers."Nah, I don't mind you being with P
"The magical objects are known to be one of the most powerful creations of the witches." Professor Sheila places her long stick on the digital projection that flashes on a white screen. "They are easy to use, and except a few, don't have any limitations on who uses them. The magic never goes out and they can be preserved for eternity.""Wow. That sounds so tasty. You wonder if we have any objects here." Tessa whispers in my ear, but I don't reply back. She finally remembers me when Peter's out? How amazing! I have so many thoughts going in my head, that's why I don't let her share a mind link with me. I don't want her to know that I don't like the fact that Peter Pan is stealing all my spotlight. So, I focus on what Professor Sheila has to say on these objects.Though, it's still like rubbing salt on my open wounds because it reminds me of Alex. He talked about the key before he started to act like a total prick. Bl
I walk over to the wall where I remember we first entered. Things have changed a lot since then. Not that I am complaining but my friends seem to be drifting away from me. And that puts the question in my head. Will we remain friends?"I didn't expect you to come so early." A voice comes from my behind and I smile."Neither did I expect you to have our friendly trip so early." I say and turn towards Tristian who stands straight,his hands shoved inside his trouser pockets. Charming as ever.He gives me a smile that melts my heart and his eyes slide down to my neck where his gift rests. I hold the pendant of the necklace in my hand and smile back at him. I was quite amused by the fact that he chose a necklace that is fashionable. It goes well with my top. Something I won't regret wearing every single day."Looks good on you. Whoever gave you that has a pretty good
"Ladies first." He holds the door for me and I step inside the restaurant. It is a small,cozy space with picture frames hanging on the yellow coloured walls. The smell of food waffles my nose and Tristian leads me to a table in front of the glass window. It doesn't really like a friendly hangout anymore. Not that I mind.He pulls a chair for me and I smirk. "That's probably too much." I say."It's something I do." Tristian smiles and somehow I feel like I can believe what he says.I shrug and settle on the chair while he takes the seat across from me. The menu cards lay on the furnished grey table that almost looks a shade of yellow under the light. I pick up one and look through the dishes. Hmm. Though there is no need for me to look since Tristian would be doing the orders, I find it a comfortable thing to hide behind his penetrating gaze. He should know that the way he looks makes my bo
We all stepped into the arena in front of a larger door. Today is the day when a lot will be decided yet I can't stop thinking about Tristian and my time with him yesterday"You all will walk inside and the one who comes out first from the other side of the chapel wins this contest!" Professor Harold shouts as usual.I don't know why, I don't feel nervous like before. It's just something inside that tells me that I can do it. Maybe it's because Tristian trained me so well and I now know how to use the special arts technique. But where is he?'Aurora, look at your back.' Sia says and I turn at to find Tristian standing with Peter at his side. I frown. Why is Peter not participating? I guess that doesn't matter right now since the most important thing is Tristian standing beside him,his arms folded over his muscular chest, his baby blue eyes trained on me. He mouths a "don't disappoint me." and I
Hello beautiful readers. Finally we come to the end of this journey. I'm grateful to you all for being with me through it and giving your love to Tristian and Aurora. I apologise for the mistakes I have made. I will definitely edit this story to make it even better. Though this is not the end of my journey here. I would be sticking around, writing more books. If you enjoy werewolf stories, then check out my latest book "Chased By The Dark Alpha". Last but not the least, it would be great if you leave a small message on how your reading experience has been in the reviews. I would be eager to read them. Thank you once again for sticking around. Love you all. ~Pixie
Another two months pass by and things slowly get back to normal. I learned that after the attack, something was found inside Simon that put him into paralysis. I know that it was my wave. Tristian told me that the Shadow Society placed the blame on him, saying that he was responsible for not taking care of the academy well,but later reasoning made it clear that Simon was the headmaster of the Academy for a very long time. He killed the founder, making it look like an accident and then played his cards to capture the Academy. And the Shadow Society was the one who granted his request to be the headmaster of the Academy. Which means that it was their fault,not Tristian's. Rather he was investigating this case for a very long time and wanted to throw off Simon from his position,but no matter what he did, Simon proved to be not guilty and the Shadow Society rather supported Simon.So, the decision was made that due to the poor reasoning skills of
A bright light sets upon my vision, making me go blind. Well, who said only darkness can make you blind? I would like to change that theory. For a moment, I feel nothing except a strange warmness flooding through my body and mind. After the battle, I remember his face. Perfectly chiseled, a part of it shadowed by the darkness and those baby blue eyes glistening. So beautiful. I wish I could touch him again. Alas, I have to wait in heaven for that. Wait! Heaven? Am I in heaven or was I sent to hell? But if I am supposed to be dead, should I be even having these thoughts?"Aurie! Aurie!" My mother's voice booms out from the white space. Mom? She is here? "Look, she is showing movement. Doctor!" The doctor is also in heaven-slash-hell? And who is showing movement?The warmness that spread throughout my entire rises in temperature,going from comfortable to hot. Bloody hell! What is happening? I am surely in hell. I can'
I open my eyes to find Simon on the other side, looking up at me. Yes! I have finally turned!!! Sia! Now it is upto you! Sia gives out a loud growl and lunges forward, crashing with the wall. Simon has moved away and attacks from above. I now understand his speed, so Sia moves away just at the right time. But, his movements are still fast and they are getting faster with time. Time! I don't have time. If I strain this too long, Sia will eventually fall. I have to do something. Think, think.Something stabs Sias's body and we both grunt in pain as the thing pierces our inner muscles. What the—another hit comes from the front, but Sia dodges it and goes straight for Simon's body, and gives him a blow like a bull. The impact throws him at the other end of the tunnel. Sia, it's alright. Calm down. We have tolerated much more than this. She tilts her head and takes out the staff Simon stabbed us with. She throws it away, and blood star
Screams are heard from everywhere as people run around in fear and the smoke covers everything. Smoke from the bombast. The blast happened through one of the corners of the room but it is hard to tell that from where exactly. The moment the fire started spreading, the horrific sight of a few people going unconscious terrorised me and without having a second thought, I ran for their rescue. Tristian called a few times, but his voice faded away and mingled with the screams that were still coming through the fog, piercing my ears. The students are still scared, I can tell. Even I am too. Who thought something like this would happen? I don't have any doubts on Tristian's security setting, but the problem is the attack happened from the inside and not outside. Which is not possible,until someone led this attack inside.I kneel down to check on the bodies lying on the floor. There is one male student, probably a witch lying unconscious. Oh MoonGod,
We step into the dance floor as per the plan. We stay close to them and I do my best to not look at him. Yet I can feel his stare on me. Breathe, breathe! Alex holds me by the shoulder and his other hand holds my hand. We start moving with the music slowly and get the grip of the dance."I can't be thankful enough to you. I can't imagine what you are going through or have been going through for so long." I say with every inch of genuineness in my voice."You are like this only, Aurora. You become tough in front of other people,but you forget to defend yourself when you are with your loved ones. It should be me thanking you. You were there for me from the beginning even though I was a man and someone opposite to your species type. I took the time to realise that you did so much for me and all I did was be selfish and take the essence of the friendship away from you. Yeah, it is tough, but love is all about sacrificin
I sit on the washroom floor and pull out my mask. Tears stream down my eyes like the dams of a river, probably messing with my makeup. I put so much more attention into it while doing it so that—so that when he sees me, he finds me beautiful. But right now, he has already moved on from me. So quickly. And that is no other than Jessica! My frustration would have been the same if it was any other woman, but still. I thought things were better between us after the incident. Yet nothing changed for her. She still has her eyes on him and now her wish has come true. While I...I weep on the floor reflecting on what a failure I am. I guess my dad was right. I am never good enough for anyone.I should go back to my home, apologize to him and take in the fate that I have. Atleast, it will be good enough if I marry some other Alpha and then show him in front of Tristian. He will understand the meaning of jealousy then. Yes! He will be so jealous!&
"Ugh!!!" I throw the last dress on the floor, frustrated by the less amount of choices I have. Why don't I have a good dress at all? Am I poor for now? After Peter told me about Tristian's past yesterday, he gave me an idea that can work. The ball is a great way for people to come together and if I can steal the show with my appearance then maybe I would be able to get close to him. But there is no good dress for that!"I think you should wear the dress you designed for me." Tessa says, putting the dresses back to their respective hangers."No, Tess. I made that for you.""But it's beautiful and you need it more right now!" She counters. She knows about Peter's plan because she is his girlfriend right now. And they together came up with the plan to go for a triple date at the ball. Yes, that is a thing too. Peter, Tessa and I. Like the sausage in the middle of the hot dog buns. It sounds so weir
I hold the bedsheet and clutch it between the suppression of my fingers while my eyes stream down tears. It has almost made the bed wet. Tessa is in the auditorium hall, working in my place to manage everything. After she saw my condition,she tried soothing my nerves, but I was in no mood to go back to my usual self. She understood that and told me to rest while she handled it. I'm sorry Tessa, for judging you. I thought she has stopped liking me because she is with Peter. But I was so fucking wrong! She was there for me from the beginning and what was I doing? Judging her and her choices. I cry more, my hair strands thrown apart in the bed. Even Sia is silent and sad. I could feel Ash's pain when Tristian was saying those things to me.How could I do this to him? Maybe, Jessica was right. I don't deserve him. I am too much for him. He deserves a nice woman who won't—wont break his trust! Won't break it! Which I did! Even after he told