ALEXIS’ POVI still don’t know which hit deeper and left me with more thoughts, the revelation that my Mum wasn’t my mum or that I had a real family out there or that I was a wolf or Mum had used sorcery on me that locked in my wolf that I had a mate or the other things Max had explained to me. I couldn’t even process everything at once and truthfully, I didn’t know how to. It was too many revelations, and I didn’t even know which to believe yet. It sounded stranger than fiction but it explained the very many strange events that I have lived with all my life and always pondered about. I’d thought I was a freak due to my way with animals. The first time I showcased my ability in public, we were on a field trip and had just set up camp when insects and animals began to swamp around me. Everybody had run away from me and avoided me like a plague all through the school year, I had been labeled a freak. Thankfully, I had Hannah. I didn’t have many friends to hang out with, had great grad
MAX’ POVI decided to take her to the Rhodes for dinner. Alexis was right, she’d spent over two weeks being in the house and as much as it was large and nice and comfortable, it could be stifling. She needed to get some air. She wasn’t saying it yet but I knew she also wanted to go to work soon. Yet, I wasn’t ready to deal with it. I didn’t know if I wanted to let her that far from my watch. Sure, I’d left her all alone for the last two days to seal the deal with Bailey, hunt for her family and get some work done yet, I’d been in constant communication with the security head I’d left at home. I wasn’t stalking her but I needed to know she was fine. I’d given her intentional space too, staying away from her and not placing calls because I knew she needed to come to terms with what she’d found out. It was a lot to take in and I had to give it to her. She was handling it well, better than I expected; almost too well that it had me worried to be candid. However, I knew dinner with the R
MAX'S POVTheir scent was similar. It wasn't just the great resemblance between them but the scent was similar too. It had the same patterns to show that they were blood related. Jaime and Alexis were blood related. But how? I had been so shocked at their similarities and the scent that I had been unable to hide my feelings. Alexis had noticed and I found myself just trying not to alarm her so I dismissed it and tried to hide my facial expressions better.I had no doubt about it but Alexis was related to Jaime. We went into the house and Grace’s face lit up when she saw us. She walked up to us smiling and enveloped Alexis in a hug. “Hello Alexis, it’s so good to see you.”“It’s good to see you too Grace. Thank you for inviting me to your home again.”Grace smiled and left Alexis to exchange pleasantries with me. She smiled at me and exchanged a side hug with me while still fully holding Alexis’ arm. She said, “It’s good to see you again too Max.”“Me too, Grace.”She hooked both of
MAX’S POVI was on my way to the mental asylum I’d sent Bailey to with John on my tail. We’d both taken our separate cars but with me leading the way. I was nervous and excited all at once. I was like a little child who was about to unwrap a Christmas present. Yet, I was positive that I was correct, Alexis was related to John. On the outside, the mental asylum was like that of a regular one, with various human patients and doctors, yet the director was Dr Steve Grey, a werewolf who was a friend of my family. His father had been friends with my Grandfather. The hospital was founded by his father; a regular psychiatric hospital for humans on the inside but a psychiatric hospital for werewolves on the inside. It was located in a regular town and seemed pretty normal except not all the patients and doctors were human. I drove into the parking lot and found a suitable spot. John packed right beside me and got out too. I nodded at him and made my way into the hospital with him following m
EVE’S POVI sat beside Ezekiel in a bar. It was one of the most exquisite bars in town. That was the thing about Ezekiel, he always went all out whenever he took me out. It was always the coolest restaurants, the coolest bars, the coolest clubs, the coolest hotels even though he’d never share a room with me. Even after a few heated kisses, he hadn’t touched me. Still hadn’t had sex with me. Still hadn’t even gone beyond a kiss, nothing at all. It got me a bit agitated when I was around him. He clearly reeked sexual tension and I think he was attracted to me but the fact that he never went beyond a kiss was puzzling to me. I knew he was sexually active, I had seen a few women come out of his hotel room but not me. He hadn’t made a move on me. Was it that he didn’t find me attractive enough? Or was there something else in the picture? It made being with him annoying sometimes. I clearly wanted him and had done everything that I knew how to do to get him. I'd dressed provocatively, tou
MAX'S POVI drove Alexis to the morgue and we met the police there. The phone call had been made by the instigation of the police. Apparently, it was a murder case and the only clue was ALEXIS' phone number in the pocket of this lady. We were directed to the room where the bodies were kept. An attendant who identified herself as Matilda led us to the room. We were followed closely by the detective assigned to the case; he had introduced himself as Jonathan Myers. I kept glancing at Alexis to make sure she was okay. I couldn't take my hands off the small of her back either. It felt like she needed the extra support. Matilda walked to a body and uncovered the sheet for us to glance at the body. Alexis gasped and slowly began to back away from the body."Oh no! Oh no!" She said and then she crumbled to the floor and let out a piercing scream. I helped her up and held her as she buried her face in my jacket and began to sob uncontrollably. I was a bit confused but then I figured that t
ALEXIS' POVI woke up and my mind was blank for a moment. I sat up and tried to think back to who I was and where I was. The truth of everything came rushing to me and that's when it hit me. Hannah was dead. My own Hannah. My very own Hannah with her hair, actions and inactions and the personality and everything else, Hannah was gone. I'd never see her again. I'd never talk to her again. Hannah was gone. I couldn't help myself as I began to sob.I slid and sat on the floor, burying my face in my hands. I don't know for how long I sat in the silence crying, but I cried. I went over all the memories I had of Hannah in my mind. From the first day we met to the very last day I'd seen her. I took my phone and began to stare at our pictures. It was unbelievable. My best friend was gone, I'd never see her again. I thought I'd run out of years but more came at that moment and I welcomed it, crying some more. My precious Hannah was gone. Was that why she had been unable to respond to my tex
ALEXIS’ POVI couldn’t bring myself to speak with Max. After a few minutes of awkward silence, I said, “Can you put on the radio?”He obliged and turned it on. I allowed myself get lost in the song being played over the radio and turned, looking out the window, making it known that I wasn’t read to have any conversation with Max. I knew it wasn’t his fault but then, I just couldn’t help feeling the way I did. I just wanted to crawl into an hole and get buried in it forever. I couldn’t believe it, Hannah was gone. Hannah was gone. It was true. I’d seen her lying lifeless on the gurney in the morgue. I imagined that my phone would ring and it’d be her calling to tell me that it was joke that she was alive. Many questions were playing in my mind; how had she died? Where was Cody her boyfriend? Was I supposed to call him? Why had Hannah been found where I overhead that she had been found? Why was my name and number written on a paper on her? There were so many questions and yet I was re