HAZEL Mate. What the hell did that even mean? Darryl had said it like it was the most important word in existence.I'd heard Amy talking in the background, her voice very distant, but all I could focus on was that word and the way my body was responding to it. My heart was racing, my hands were shaking, and something deep inside me was screaming YES while my brain was desperately trying to make sense of what just happened. And worst is I could still smell him everywhere. Not just a regular smell but this was something else entirely. Something that made me want to track him down, to follow that invisible trail he'd left behind. I knew I had a good sense of smell, but this was different. This was like my entire body was a bloodhound, and Darryl was the only thing that existed."Hazel? Are you listening to me?" Amy's hand grabbed my arm and her touch jerked me back to reality. "What's going on? You just took off from the cafeteria like you were possessed.""I'm fine," I managed to g
HAZELThe moment I got home, everything went to hell.Shadow wasn't just angry. Shadow was a nuclear bomb ready to detonate inside my skull. Every piece of furniture in my room became a potential weapon, and I could feel my control slipping faster.I couldn't think about anything except the fact that I'd just walked away from my fucking mate.From Hazel."YOU WALKED AWAY!" Shadow screamed inside my head. "WE FOUND HER. AND YOU WALKED AWAY!""Shut up!" I roared, grabbing the nearest chair and sending it across the room. It shattered against the wall like my entire world was shattering right along with it. Luna Mara was the first to reach my room. Her eyes went wide taking in the absolute destruction I'd created. The desk lay broken to pieces, books were scattered on the floor, a lamp broke into a thousand fragments. And me, in the center of it all, breathing like I'd just run a marathon."Darryl," she said softly. "Breathe."But Shadow wasn't interested in breathing. Shadow wanted ON
HAZEL The morning air bit into my cheeks as I walked to school, but I barely noticed it because my mind was stuck on replay from Dad's revelations about Darryl last night. "He came looking for you every day for months," Dad had said. "I'd find him sitting on our porch in the rain, refusing to leave until he knew you were safe. Sometimes he'd just stand there, staring at your window like you might suddenly appear."I held my bag tighter, remembering how Dad's face had crumpled when he described those days. "I couldn't tell him about your mother, about what really happened. It wasn't my secret to share. But watching that boy break apart..." He'd trailed off, lost in the memory.I kicked a stone along the sidewalk, watching it roll across the concrete like my scattered thoughts. All these years, I'd carried my own guilt about leaving, but I hadn't known how badly it had broken him."Two months after you left, his parents were attacked," Dad's words haunted me. "Official report said it
DARRYL I watched Lucian adjust his football gear for the hundredth time, trying to ignore the way Shadow was pacing restlessly in my head. Practice wasn't for another hour, but we always came early - had been since freshman year when we both made varsity and needed the extra time to prove ourselves worthy of those spots. "Coach wants to switch up the defensive line," Lucian said, tossing the ball between his hands. "Says we're getting predictable." "We could try that counter formation we worked on last season," I suggested, focusing on the conversation instead of the way Shadow kept pulling my attention across the field. "Mix it up with some new plays." "That could work," Lucian nodded, and I couldn't help but smile. This was why we clicked from the start - he didn't know about mates or pack dynamics or any of that supernatural crap. To him, I was just Darryl, his best friend and brother. We understood each other in a way most people couldn't, both of us having lost everything
HAZEL "Spill," Amy demanded, sliding into the seat across from me at lunch. "You can't just get caught by Darryl freaking Hale in front of the whole school and act like nothing happened."I focused on unwrapping my sandwich, trying to ignore the way my skin still tingled from where he'd touched me. "There's nothing to spill. I tripped, he caught me. End of story.""End of story?" Amy's eyebrows shot up. "The guy who's been avoiding you for weeks suddenly appears out of nowhere like some superhero to catch you? And let's talk about how he looked at you—like he was ready to fight anyone who came near.""He was probably just being nice," I muttered, but even I didn't believe that. Nothing about the way Darryl had held me felt nice. It had felt... inevitable. Like gravity."Nice?" Amy snorted. "Darryl Hale doesn't do nice. He barely talks to anyone except Lucian and his little inner circle. But somehow he was right there when you needed him?"I took a bite of my sandwich to avoid answeri
HAZELThe final bell had barely stopped ringing when I burst through the school's front doors, my heart hammering against my ribs. Jake's appearance in the principal's office had thrown me completely off balance. I'd spent the rest of my classes in a daze, barely hearing the teachers' words over the roar of questions in my head.Why was he here? How did he even find me? My hands trembled slightly as I fumbled with my locker combination. I'd been avoiding Jake all day, making excuses about classes and meetings, but I knew I couldn't dodge him forever."Need help with that?"I jumped at Jake's voice, so close behind me that I could smell his expensive cologne. I squared my shoulders and kept my eyes forward, focusing on gathering my books."I've got it," I said coldly, slamming my locker shut.Jake leaned against the adjacent locker, blocking my escape route with his body. He wore a practiced smile that I now realized never quite reached his eyes. How had I been so blind?"Come on, Haz
HAZEL I couldn't stop replaying yesterday's scene in my head. Darryl - the same guy who'd been treating me like I was invisible, like I was some kind of ghost haunting his memories had nearly torn Jake apart. If I hadn't stopped him, who knows what would have happened? The thought both terrified and thrilled me in a way I didn't want to admit.God, I felt guilty for that thrill.The way he'd moved, the pure protective fury in his eyes - it was nothing like the cold, distant person I'd been dealing with since I returned to Ravenville. For a moment, he'd looked like the Darryl I remembered from childhood. The one who'd always have my back, who'd fight anyone who tried to hurt me.I was still lost in those thoughts when I first felt it. Something was wrong. The air in my bedroom felt heavy. Thick with a presence that didn't belong. My skin prickled, those weird instincts I'd always had screaming that something was off.I opened my eyes and for a split second, I thought I was dreaming or
HAZELThe hallway was too quiet, the kind of silence that sets your nerves on fire. I slowed my steps and I could feel it more, Something was very off. My gut was never wrong about this kind of thing.I paused and scanned the empty corridor, every shadow and corner suddenly feeling suspicious. A faint sound came from behind me, but when I turned around, there was absolutely nothing. Just the same stretch of a silent hallway.“Get it together, Hazel,” I muttered under my breath and shook my head hard. “It’s just your mind playing tricks. Focus.”Still, my feet moved faster. I didn’t like the feeling creeping over me. My hand shot out to push the bathroom door open, and I ran inside, shutting it behind me with more force than necessary.The silence inside was worse somehow. I leaned against the door, exhaling hard like I’d just run a mile. I closed my eyes for a second, trying to calm down and that's when I spotted her.Amy.She was standing at the sink, hunched over like she didn’t wan
HAZEL POVI stood in front of the entire pack, my heart hammering against my ribs. Though Darryl had asked me to show them who I was, my powers felt frozen inside me, locked away by fear and uncertainty. The judgmental stares of the pack members only made it worse."I... I can't," I whispered, my voice shaking.Darryl moved behind me, his warm hand resting on my back. "You can," he murmured. "I'm right here." His touch sent warmth through my body, and suddenly I felt my power stirring.It started slowly at first – a gentle golden glow emanating from my skin. Then it grew stronger, brighter, until my entire body was illuminated. My blonde hair shimmered like spun gold, and I knew my eyes were glowing with an otherworldly light. Gasps echoed through the room as pack members leaned forward in their seats, their faces filled with awe.An elderly woman pushed through the crowd, her wizened face full of wonder. "By the moon goddess," she breathed. "A Golden Wolf. After all these centuries..
DARRYL POVThe morning sun felt different on my skin after weeks in that cell. Standing outside the prison with Hazel in my arms, I could barely process that I was finally free. But the weight of what I needed to tell her pressed against my chest like a stone."Hazel," I started, pulling back slightly to look into her eyes. "There's something you need to know about Lucian—""DARRYL!" The familiar voice cut through the moment. Lucian came bounding across the parking lot, his grin plastered across his face. Before I could react, he pulled me into a crushing hug that felt genuine—too genuine for someone who had orchestrated my imprisonment."Man, it's so good to see you out!" Lucian exclaimed, stepping back but keeping his hands on my shoulders. "We've been working non-stop to prove your innocence.""We sure have," Hazel agreed warmly. "Lucian was instrumental in helping us find the security footage."I fought to keep my expression neutral as my mind raced. The security footage that pro
HAZELI stood in my father's office at the police station. Amy squeezed my hand, a silent show of support as Officer Sarah reviewed our statement about finding the security footage.Jared paced behind his desk, his jaw clenched tight. "This footage is eight years old," he said, his voice clipped. "Even if it shows what you claim, it might not be admissible in court.""But it proves Darryl's innocence!" I shot back, my hands balling into fists. "You can't just ignore that!""Hazel," Sarah interjected gently, "your father is just trying to—""He's not my father." The words escaped before I could stop them. The room went deadly silent. Jared's face turned pale, then red with anger. Sarah looked between us in confusion."Hazel," Jared warned, his voice low and dangerous. "Now is not the time.""When is the time?" I demanded, taking a step forward. "When you're not busy trying to keep an innocent man in prison? When you're not injecting me with—" I caught myself just in time, aware of Sara
HAZELMy hands trembled as I connected the hard drive to Amy's laptop. We sat in her car, parked in a quiet corner of the mall parking lot, hearts racing with anticipation."Are you sure you want to watch this?" Amy asked softly. "We know it's going to be..." She didn't finish the sentence. She didn't have to.I nodded, double-clicking on the first video file. "We need to know exactly what it shows before we take it to the police."The footage was grainy, typical of security cameras from eight years ago. At first, there was nothing – just an empty park path lit by scattered lampposts. Then movement caught our attention. Two figures walked into frame, and my heart clenched. Gracia and Darryl, so young, so unaware of what was about to happen."There," Amy pointed at the screen. "Something's moving in the shadows."I leaned closer, squinting at the dark shape that seemed to come from nowhere. The attack happened so fast – one moment Darryl and Gracia were walking, the next Darryl was fly
HAZELI banged my head against Amy's car dashboard for what felt like the hundredth time. The park meeting had gone exactly as we'd feared – complete disaster. My ears were still ringing with their mocking laughter."Well, that was humiliating," Amy muttered from the driver's seat, her knuckles white on the steering wheel. "Did you see the security guard face when we mentioned eight-year-old security footage?""Don't remind me." I groaned, remembering his patronizing smile. "'Oh, you sweet, naive girls,'" I mimicked his tone. "'Security footage from that long ago? Even if it existed, it would have been destroyed years ago.'""And the lady!" Amy hit her hand against the wheel. "She looked so annoyed. Like we were children playing detective."We sat in silence for a moment, parked outside the park where we'd just been thoroughly dismissed."We're idiots," I finally said, staring at the ceiling of Amy's car. "What were we thinking? Eight years. Eight years! Of course no one would keep se
HAZELI paced nervously in Art room later that day, trying to figure out how to explain everything to Lucian without revealing the supernatural truth. He sat on a desk chair, arms crossed, clearly frustrated at being left out earlier."So," he said, his voice carefully neutral, "are you finally going to tell me what Maria said after you sent me away?"I exchanged a quick glance with Amy, who was perched on her bed. We had carefully rehearsed our edited version of events."Maria witnessed what happened the night Gracia died," I began slowly. "She followed her sister to the park because she was upset about a broken promise."Lucian leaned forward, his eyes intense. "And?""She saw Gracia and Darryl together," Amy continued. "They were attacked by someone... someone who seemed to know them. A man – large, incredibly strong. He….He attacked Darryl first, knocked him unconscious.""Then he killed Gracia while Darryl was out?" Lucian's voice was gentle, understanding how difficult this was
HAZEL POVMy heart was pounding as I watched Maria struggle with her words. I knew what was coming - a truth about werewolves that we couldn't let Lucian hear. But how could we send him away without making Maria even more suspicious?Amy caught my eye, and I could see the same worry reflected there. We needed to act fast."Before you continue," I said gently to Maria, "maybe we should move somewhere more private? This hallway isn't exactly comfortable."Maria wrapped her arms around herself, looking smaller than ever. "I don't want to move. If I move, I might lose my courage."Lucian shifted closer, his presence both comforting and concerning. "We could at least find somewhere to sit properly. These floors are pretty hard."That's when Amy surprised me with her quick thinking. "Actually, Lucian, could you do us a huge favor? Maria's going to need some water, and probably something to eat. She's shaking."Lucian frowned, clearly reluctant to leave. "Can't one of you go?""You know wher
The music room was quiet after Maria ran out. My heart pounded in my chest, the sound echoing like a drumroll in my ears. I stared at the crushed drawing of Malachi on the floor and felt sick to my stomach. What had just happened? Why did she react that way? And more importantly, why did it feel like we were so close yet so far from the truth?I bolted after her, adrenaline coursing through me. The hallways seemed endless as I chased her down, my footsteps echoing off the walls. "Maria!" I called out, my voice breaking through the silence. But she didn't stop—she only ran faster, her backpack bouncing wildly against her back."Maria, wait!" I shouted again, desperation creeping into my tone. She turned a corner sharply, disappearing from sight. For a moment, I thought I'd lost her, but then I spotted her darting toward the school’s main exit. Her breaths came in short gasps, her movements erratic, almost panicked.She pushed open the heavy glass doors and sprinted outside. The air hit
HAZEL POVI spent all night tossing and turning, haunted by Maria's words about her sister being like moonlight on water. When morning finally came, I was exhausted but restless. Amy found me pacing in her kitchen at dawn, already on my third cup of coffee."You look terrible," she said bluntly, pulling the mug from my hands. "Did you sleep at all?""How can I sleep?" I demanded. "We're about to manipulate an already traumatized girl into reliving the worst night of her life, all because we think she might know something about Darryl's case. Does that not bother you?"Amy's expression softened. "Of course it bothers me. But if Maria really was there that night, if she saw something...""Then she's been carrying that burden alone for years," I finished. "I know. I just... you didn't see her yesterday, Amy. The way she plays piano like it's the only thing keeping her together. The look in her eyes when she talked about people pretending to be her friend.""Which is exactly what we're do