Lex POV Just seeing Jazz in her human form for the first time as sent me in protection mode. She is beyond starved and the moment she says I smell like her old pack, I want to go back and destroy them. But as she looks at me with faith. I give her one last touch as I tell her, “I have a meeting to attend, but I will be back for supper, ok?”As I left Jazz in the safety of hopefully our cozy room, her eyes followed me with a mix of longing and trust. It pained me to leave her side, but duty called, and I had to attend the meeting with the Alpha Council. Our pack was facing a grave threat, and their decision would shape our future.The moon was high in the night sky as I approached the great oak tree where the Council convened. Shadows danced beneath its ancient branches, whispering secrets carried on the wind. The atmosphere crackled with anticipation, tension lingering like an electric charge.As I stepped into the circle of wolves, each member turned their attention toward me. Their
Jazz POVAfter Lex leaves I lay down in bed with the pups shaking because it took so much strength not to cower away from him. Falling asleep as the pups eat. I wake sometime later to a knock on my door and Carrie enters with a warm smile. "Would you like to attend classes to get your GED?"Carrie's question hung in the air, and for a moment, I was taken aback. The idea of going back to school had never truly crossed my mind before. I had always been so consumed by survival, by the daily struggle to make ends meet and protect my little pack. But now, as I looked into Carrie's kind eyes, a glimmer of hope flickered within me."Yes," I replied, surprising even myself with the confidence in my voice. "Yes, I would like that."Carrie's smile widened, her enthusiasm contagious. She explained that the local community center was offering GED classes specifically designed for adults like me who hadn't finished high school. With determination in her voice, she assured me that together we would
Walking into class the next day together, we worked tirelessly on my scholarship application. We poured over every detail, carefully crafting an essay that reflected my journey, struggles, and the determination that had propelled me forward. We gathered letters of recommendation from teachers and classmates, all of whom had witnessed my transformation firsthand.Months went by, filled with anticipation and nervous energy. And then finally, the day arrived when the results were announced. Carrie and I sat side by side in her office, holding our breath as she clicked on the email that would reveal my fate.A wave of relief washed over me as Carrie's face lit up with a bright smile. "You did it!" she exclaimed. "You've been awarded the Pathway to Success Scholarship!"Tears welled up in my eyes, a mixture of joy, gratitude, and disbelief flooding my heart. All those sleepless nights studying, all the sacrifices made along the way – it had all led to this moment.With the scholarship in h
Jazz POV I couldn't wait to share the news with Professor Williams, knowing that she had been instrumental in this journey. Bursting with excitement, I hurried to her office, my heart pounding with anticipation. As soon as I entered, Professor Williams looked up from her desk, her eyes sparkling with curiosity."Guess what?" I exclaimed, unable to contain my enthusiasm. "My story made it to the finals of the writing contest!"A wide smile spread across her face, revealing her genuine happiness for me. She rose from her chair and embraced me tightly, whispering words of pride and encouragement. In that moment, it felt as if all my hard work and passion had paid off, not just for me but for everyone who had believed in me.As the day of the final round approached, nerves danced beneath my skin, making my hands tremble and my heart race. The writing contest would bring together some of the most talented storytellers from across the country, each vying for the coveted title. It was an op
Jazz POV stretching and opening my eyes, I realize I am still in bed with Gem and Owen. That getting my GED was all a dream. Whimpering, I stay in bed with them and look around, trying to get my bearings. Just as a knock on the door startles me and walks in, Lex with a smile on his face. “Oh little one, you are beautiful. I can't believe I wasn't here for your first shift back to your human form.” I give him a shy smile, trying not to show my fear. Because the last time I was in my human form, Juan tried to force mate me and my Alpha kicked me out of my pack. 'Am I strong enough to let him in? Will he be the mate I need to heal and grow? Or will he reject me because I am more feral, not?' Lex walked over to the bed, his eyes filled with warmth and adoration. He gently caressed my cheek, his touch so tender it sent shivers down my spine. “You don't have to be afraid anymore,” he whispered, his voice soothing like a gentle breeze. “I see the strength within you, the wildness t
Jazz POV The next morning, I met with Caleb in the room that was designated for us, since I still don't do good in crowds and tend to go into attack mode. It is comforting to know that Caleb had once been in a similar position—new to the facility, feeling lost and alone. Maybe, just perhaps, we could find solace and friendship in one another. As the conversation flows, I discover that Caleb had been the Alpha of his pack before circumstances forced him into the facility. Like me, he had faced rejection and betrayal, leaving him with wounds that ran deep. But here, within the confines of the enclosure, we found common ground—a shared understanding of the pain and struggles we had endured. With each passing moment, my initial apprehension faded away, replaced by a sense of belonging. It was as if the bond between shifters transcended our physical forms, connecting us on a deeper level. As Caleb shared his story, I felt a surge of empathy for him—a yearning to help heal the wounds he
J Jazz POV With Mrs. Thompson's encouragement, I began to share my stories with the class. At first, I was met with hesitation and uncertainty, but as the days went on, my classmates grew more intrigued by my tales. They became captivated by the vivid descriptions of our lives as shifters, the struggles we faced, and the growth we experienced. One day, Mrs. Thompson approached me with a proposal. “I think it would be wonderful if you could share one of your stories with the whole school,” she said, her eyes shining with enthusiasm. I hesitated for a moment, before shifting back into my human form. Feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness swirling inside me. Could I really stand in front of an entire school and share the inner workings of my imagination, exposing the vulnerable parts of myself? But then I remembered Jynx's transformation, how she had overcome her fears and stepped into newfound confidence. Inspired by her courage, I took a deep breath and nodded. “Yes, I would
Lex POV Once Jazz finished her story telling, we walked back home while holding hands. Hers still shakes a little each time we touch, but I can finally hold her. All I can think about is her old pack and what she went through. Furthermore, the warning that they gave without realizing it. They will come for her, and we will be ready because little did they know she can into her environment and control the weather when she is shifted. I have done research on her and found out she can have up to ten tails, but with her being a mix she may not grow more. But the next one, she will have control over electricity. So, I have been trying to make sure that she never goes feral or feels like she needs to, so no one gets hurt accidentally.Once we reach her room, she looks at me shy and tip toes up, causing me to chuckle because she is so small that I still have to bend down to kiss her. “Hey, it's not my fault you're a giant.” she says to me with a giggle, causing me to full-blown laugh.Jus