Staring at them make plans was driving me sick. Didn’t they know that Marcus was a rogue, and not actually what he seemed? Didn’t they know the truth about it all. Then, how come are they willing to stand there and listen to all he had to say? My fingers lightly touched the trunk in front of me. I knew this wasn’t the time to focus on speculation, but more on the situation on ground at the moment. There were a lot of things that needed to be done now, and I had to make sure that I listened attentively to what they were planning. Marcus wasn’t aware of my presence with what I could see. I doubted he was faking it. I stuck my ear close to the ground, trying to pick their words. It helped so well to be a werewolf. I was able to do things that a normal human would find difficult, like listening in on conversations. “Do you think that’s a good idea,” Chloe’s father was saying. Marcus nodded. “Yes, I believe it is. This is the only way to draw them out of their hiding place.
MIKE I had a severe migraine which was borne out of sadness and not fighting for my pack. I had no idea what to do to make my life easier. Maya have taken my happiness from me, and it was so sad to see. I hated that I couldn’t go a moment without thinking about her. Even when I was in the midst of my people as I was now, I just couldn’t concentrate. She had really gone so deep into my skin than I would like to admit. I wonder why the moon goddess paired me with such a person. “Mike,” a sultry voice rang out. I gritted my teeth without turning back. “What is it?” I snapped. The elders around the table looked at both of us curiously. I didn’t wish for them to think that there was anything going on between me and Jean. I had enough problems as it were, and their matchmaking is exactly what I do not need. “I want to talk to you.” “I’m busy,” I snapped. Her hands entwined with mine. I turned back sharply, but she feigned naivety. I slowly pulled myself away from her. I had
MIKE It’s been two days, and I really didn’t know my left from right. Everything was looking so gloomy, and nothing was making sense. It was so hard to be with my pack now. They all looked at me with pity, making me feel so insecure about myself. I wasn’t sure I deserved such a response from them. I had tried my best not to make my situation get the best of me, but it was like they just chose not to see any of these things. They were obsessed with pitying me instead. I grabbed my jacket from the hook, and tossed it over my shoulders. I had no zeal to listen to them today. I needed to be on my own, and get myself back together, because I was pretty sure that I was losing myself in all of these, and it shouldn’t be that way. I needed peace of mind, and I know that this house wouldn’t get me that. I stuffed a couple of knives in my boot, and then left the solace of my room. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see Jean. She was looking at me with pure devotion in her eyes, and I
I stared at Ian, wondering why he was suddenly so angry. It didn’t make any sense why he was reacting the way he did. I looked back at the portrait in his hands and back at him. “Ian, is it necessary to be so angry?” He looked at the portrait, and I watched as he struggled to gain back his composure. He placed it back at the mantle and looked back at me. He sighed deeply. “I’m sorry.” He said suddenly. I shook my head. “I don’t know what’s up with you, Ian. Honestly, I don’t. You…” I sighed. It was no use talking about it. He probably was going through something. It didn’t make sense that he reacted the way he did. I wondered if I haven’t made a mistake by coming here. “You don’t want me here, right? Is that why you’re acting this way?” I asked quietly. His hands skimmed through his thick red hair. “Maya, I’m passing through stress. It has nothing to do with you, trust me. I’m so sorry for the way I reacted to you. It was wrong.” I nodded. Few beats of silence pas
MIKE Seated in front of the vanity room, made my stomach twitch painfully. This was my mother’s favourite place, and the memories of her decking up here without any reason threatened to suffocate me. Her blue scarf was still at the back of the mirror. No matter how organised mother was, she always kept things in such strange conditions. The things she really cared about. I brought down the scarf, and held it in my hands. There was a time I’d stepped into the room during my teen days thinking that mother would have all the time for me, and I saw something that made me so embarrassed. My father had been tying the scarf around her to make her feel better. A smile touched my lips. Those were the good old days, and now, things were not going to be like that again. Mother had informed me when she was alive that she liked Maya so much, and couldn’t wait for me to inform her that she was my mate. She wanted to give her a lot of scarfs and jewelries as her daughter-in-law. But, that wa
MIKE The streets were as deserted as it were before. I couldn’t see anything, and all looked like they were the same. I was aware of James moving beside me like a ghost. I wasn’t so sure about so many things, but the thing was that, I wanted to believe that all he said were true. We would need someone like him to help us fight this battle. It wasn’t a coincidence that we came in contact with each other. I know that things may have been bleak, but they brought a new hope to us in this past few weeks. It was worth it per se. I looked over at him, and he was a picture of seriousness, with his eyes squinting in the dark. “Do you have a problem with your eyesight?” I asked calmly. He shook his head. “No, I don’t. It’s just a habit of mine. I feel like if i don’t do things like that I wouldn’t be able to see as clearly as normal. It’s a bad habit that has gotten the best out of me.” I nodded. We walked further in silence, and a thought suddenly came to me. How was it possible fo
MIKE The evening was already on us, but we could easily see our surroundings. It wasn’t too dark yet. James was walking more sluggishly as the time dragged on. I was a bit tired. No matter how fast I had gotten home, I realised it was because of my adrenaline. The truth was that the warehouse was too far from the house, and we should have gone back with my bike. But, that wasn’t with me. It was in the warehouse. “I think you’re tired of walking,” James observed. I laughed. “No, it’s just that we aren’t making much progress walking like this. We are still far from home. It would be nice if we could run home.” I said calmly. James smiled. “I know you this place more than I could ever know, but with the latest things going on, I think we should walk slowly.” “No, the hunters would be out at any moment, and the last thing I want is for s to bring attention to ourselves. They would get suspicious if they see us hanging around the outskirts of town by this time of the night. I
“I’m talking to you, Maya,” he said firmly. I looked back at him. He was slightly annoyed from what I could tell, though he tried to mask it. I had no idea what to say. He waited for me to break the ice. Finally, I mumbled, “I lost my way to the bathroom. Why are they a lot of feminine things in this room?” He walked past me to the window. I watched as he peered out, and prayed Mike had gone further from where he had been. He shouldn’t even see a glimpse of his shadow. Ian walked back to me, and then touched my arm. The gesture threw me slightly off balance. I pulled back, letting his hands fall to his side. Ian looked at me for a very long time, and I was wondering what he was thinking. “I will guide you to the bathroom.” He said calmly. I was aware that he had dodged my other question, but that was ok too, I didn’t want him to answer it, because it would mean that I would be forced to answer his numerous questions. And, something told me that those questions wasn’t goin