I step into the garage where Aliyah had told me Ken was working on his motorbike. And I see him bent while loosening the plug of the bike, wearing a sky blue polo and black trousers.
I submitted my resignation letter to the library last week and today is my last day there. The trial begins Monday and so I will need to place more focus on that, with hopes to do better. I have also submitted my signed Go Project agreement file back to the academy, and I knew nothing awaited me at home except sleep and a few chores, so I visited Ken. I tried to reach him and tell him about my plans to visit as I usually do, but he had tucked his phone somewhere far from him. After calling for the third time, I threw caution to the wind and came over instead, hoping he would be at home.
Graduation was last week, and I got a few offers from various universities, and some even offered scholarship programs, but already being a part of the Go Project and guaranteed full scholarship cover
I am in the kitchen, making dinner yam porridge dinner with mama when the doorbell rings.“Are you expecting someone?” mama asks, her brow rising.I shake my head, my face folding as I try to recall if I am forgetting something.“Not that I know of,” I mumble before heading over to the door when its bell rings the second time. “Who’s it?” I ask but receive no response from the one at the door.I notice a small white slip pushed through under my door, and I picked it up to read it.Trial Day #1: The Go Project package is in the box.I flip the back of the paper and I see Jaclyn S. Tarr boldly written on it.I reach for the doorknob and open the door before stepping out, but I see no one. Whoever knocked a minute ago has already left and there was no more sign of him at the door or street.Whoever it was probably got tired and left. If that’s true, they have such small patients.
“Can I ask why did you choose to wear those, though?” Ken asks, after a while of silence.“These were the first choices that came to my mind. It’s not like I saw something else and went with this one. I don’t like standing out from the rest as much as fate loves shoving me in that direction.” I grumble and run a palm over my face.“Did you not get the package that came with the slip passed underneath the door last night?”My brow rises. “I saw the slip, but I did not see any package,” I answer, turning to him with an unsure look on his face. “Wait, you got a package along with the note?”He nods his head, “I did and from the look of it, everyone on the bus except you did, hence we are all dressed this way.”“I didn’t get any such package...” I trailed off, “I’m going to be in trouble, but I didn’t see it, I only saw the note!&rdqu
I hear noises from the kitchen as I step in through the door; I know mama is home already.She’s home earlier than usual and, as surprising as it is, I like it. The first day of trial was exhausting, but I’m glad it’s over and also happy I’ll see mama before I go to bed.Instead of greeting her from the living room and heading to get a quick shower in my room like I usually do, I approach the kitchen.I hear small chuckles and my brows pull together, wondering who else is with her in the kitchen.Mama barely had friends; the last and only friend she had was Mrs Lopez and since the end of their friendship, I haven’t seen her hanging around or keeping in touch with anyone else. I guess the sudden end to her last friendship had left a mark on her until now.I step into the kitchen and beside mama, who attends to the pot on the fire, stands Lorenzo, watching closely.I didn’t see
“We will all pair into two groups for today’s training,” Ken says, stepping out of the bus and following behind me.“How do you know?” I ask, my brow rising.“I overheard Avril telling the other guy? And also it’s in the guideline documents we got. As much as advancement is concerned, we will need to learn self-defence and the defence of our pack. Pack fallout is still a thing and no advancement of civilisation can stop that. If we are to train, pairing in two would be the logical way to go about it.”“I think it’s a good thing that alpha Dane is taking everything into consideration.” Caroline chips in.My mind wanders to last week when he stood up for me and later on came to my corner and helped me with my assignment. It was good of him and though I haven’t seen him since then; I appreciate the effort.I’ve tried to take my raging heart from longing for him, especially a
Caroline gasps at the impact and I fall to the floor with a hard tug. My eyes meet Ken, whose lips pressed together to control his emotions raging from fear angering.I grit my teeth and struggle to get up to my feet, my hands balling into a fist.Rose smirks as if she has me figured out. Once again, she darts in my direction at full speed, but I duck and this time my fist collides with her face.It does little to her, but it felt good doing it.Her teeth clench and she swings at me and I step back in time to miss the blow and I deliver two quick punches to her face. This one makes her stumble back a few steps. When her head rises again, I see blood on the corner of her lips, making me gasp at what I’ve done. She wipes the blood from her mouth and her eyes glowed, as she starts towards me in full force and this time I don’t escape and she tackles me to the floor delivering punches after punches to me and the last hard fist collide
The days of the training flew faster than I expected and soon days became weeks and so far we are at the end of the fourth week. The third week we trained on resistance, controlling our emotions especially our rage and sadness and it was easier said than done. This week, however, we trained on our focus and ability to adapt to changes and I've done that from my corner in the last five days.I did my best to not be the odd man out, and I paid keen attention to my environment, listening to instructions and following them religiously. I wanted to stay out of trouble as much as I could and did not want to anger any more supervisors I got.I haven't seen Dane in three weeks, not since the first week that he spoke in my defence. I've also become better so no one would have to rescue me now and then. I needed to be a worthy participant and I've done that so far.After being the odd man out and stepping on the wrong wires for the first two weeks, I stepped up my g
"You're mad about India." he points out flatly.I turn to him abruptly, my eyes wide and alert. "Can you blame me? After everything she's done, you chose her and placed her on our seat. I mean she's not even your date yet and you're already throwing your friends away. I wonder what you'll do after three months. It feels almost as if you forget what she did to you. The memory should be enough to keep you away from her."He heaves a deep sigh and his head drop, "Jaclyn, it's not as simple as you make it seem.""I have one question, did you accept her rejection after prom like you promised?"I've never asked because I took him by his words when he said it, but now I need an answer.He hesitates, his eyes betraying him as they stray from mine and my teeth clench."You kissed me on prom night and I thought that was your way of trying to move on but that's not it, is it?" I explode in his face, losing the last grip on my control and wanting to str
Another car comes to a stop behind ours and my head sway to the side to see who it is as the door opens.Ken stand, dressed in a black suit and a red bow tie. He barely notices me as he makes his way to the other side of the car and opens it to India who offers him her hand. He takes her hand graciously helps her out of the car and after a long low conversation, they lock elbows and stroll towards us with India's head on his shoulder.The closer they get, the clearer my vision of them and though they both dressed amazingly with India stepping up her game with her hair, makeup and the blue silk gown she has on, Ken beside her, looks anything but happy.Good to know he’s also miserable.This is my jealous phase, it sucks.The rest soon join us up and at exactly eight p.m., we step into the building.The ushers welcomed us to the party and everyone had their hands entwined with their dates and we all had a smile on our faces. Some a
Jaclyn entered the room where they laid the body of Ken and approached the bed. Silas sits beside Ken with his hand by his side him and when he senses Jaclyn's presence in the room, he rises to his feet and nods his head at his daughter before taking his leave. Her eyes well up with unshed tears, now being alone with Ken’s dead body. She tries to control herself and her emotions, but she can’t help it. So many times, Ken had told her to let the past go. He told her revenge will not bring her happiness, but sadness and pain. She never understood, but after the unfortunate event of the night, she knows he was right all along. His blood was on her hands and she would never forgive herself. She takes his chilly hands into hers, rubbing small circles all over them. “You were right. We should have stayed in that cottage. We were free to be ourselves, free to laugh, free to live, free to love each other. We shouldn’t have left. Everything was perfect there.” Her tears ran d
Jaclyn rose to her feet, her eyes glowing yellow just like her skin. She storms through the fighting crowd like a whirlwind, heading to where Allen is.“I see you found out the truth already!” he says, acknowledging her fury.“And you die now.” she seethes.She reached for him but felt a block around him, although not seeing it.“I came with my fortification in case things turned sour, little fire wolf.” he informs her as if reading into her mind and seeing her dilemma.He grabbed her by the hair and threw her onto the ground. She lands hard and her hand cracks.“I taught you all the tricks you know, and you really think you can use them on me?” his leg swings forward and he kicks her in the face as she falls to the ground again, groaning.He reaches out and grabs her by the hair, pulling her onto her feet and delivering punches after
Ace lay spread out on his gigantic bed with his eyes closed. Two women are resting beside him. He had brought them along to celebrate his victory over his brother and claiming the rogue pack. Now, as midnight passed, they needed rest. However, Ian stepped into the room to interrupt his much-needed rest.“Someone is here to see you.”“Who is he?” Ace moans, his lashes cracking open. The girls beside him wake as well.“His name is Kenneth Miller. He once trained with the rogue pack alongside the fire wolf and Caroline Matters. He’s like me, a witch.” Ian answers.Ace doesn’t need all the information. He knows who the kid was. He had faced him about a year ago when he came to the safe house. “What did he say?” he asks, helping himself up with his elbows on the bed.“He said he needed an audience with you. He believes what he has to say is important.”“Let him speak to you, then.” Ace
“Alpha, there is an attack on the entrance of the pack house. I think the alpha of the fury park is leading the raid.” Liam announces, stepping into the room where Dane lay, trying to regain his strength. After the fight with his brother a few hours ago, Dane felt his strength leave him and it’s still yet to return.“How did they know we would be in fewer numbers today?” Dane asks, his tone dominated by confusion as he properly sits up.“Could this be Ace’s doing?” Liam asks, his voice rising curiously.“Ace is a lot of things, but he will never betray his own. If he wanted me dead, he wouldn’t do it through anyone. He’d challenge me up front.” he ran a hand through his hair. “How many of us are left?”“We are twelve, alpha. Yourself included.”“And them?”“They were over a hundre
“Your brother believes I have an ulterior motive for coming back to you, doesn’t he?” Jaclyn asks, leaning against the door while Dane puts on his shirt. He had brushed over everything that had happened at the party, including his brother’s challenge to Jaclyn after they left the party yesterday. He promised he will handle everything today and when Jaclyn asked to come see him before the face off; he didn’t object. Dane sighs, adjusting his shirt. “Ace has had a hard time trusting anyone but himself for the longest of time.” She turns to stare him straight in the eyes. “What about you then? Do you think I have an ulterior motive for coming back?” He doesn’t hesitate, “At first I did, but you had the chance to kill me months ago at the boxing ring and you chose not to, I’ve never been good at gambling, but I’d bet my life that you don’t want me dead. And if you do, it will be because I deserve it. It’s hard for people to see the truth
Ken stands before the white wooden door and knocks on it. After about a minute, it opens and Silas stands before him in black trousers and grey polo. The man looks surprised to see Ken, however, the look on his face remains welcoming. “Ken.” “Silas.” “Hey,” he says. “We need to talk.” Ken interrupts and pushes past him further into the room even without being invited in. If Silas took offence at this, he says nothing as he closes the door and follows Ken further into the house. “How did you find me?” he asks once they reach the living room. Ken scoffs, “I’m a witch, Silas. I know where you and ten others I passed by while coming here live.” “Fine. Why are you here?” “To ask you what it takes to be a spineless father.” Ken shoots immediately. This time, his words strikes Silas, and a frown forms on his face. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “It
Jaclyn was still working on the broadsheets on her desk before her when she sensed Dane’s presence at the door of her office. Last month, Dane had helped set her back into the Northrich university she left a year ago. The plan was to work while schooling and she told him she could take on both responsibilities. Dane saw to it to assign her the minimum work while paying her the salary as if she was a full-time employee. He also stayed off her way, only seeing her a few times a week, giving her time to adjust to the working routine.She didn’t bother to lift her head from the files she worked on. He hadn’t lurked around in the last three weeks and so she knows something is up today. But knowing Dane, she doubts he’d go straight to the point. Well, he stands in her office and she can’t ignore the hell out of him like she wants.“Hey.” He speaks, and her head slowly lifts to see him with a wide smile on his face.“Hello.
Cathy brings over the second round of the shot of vodka Jaclyn ordered. Franklin, the bartender, went on leave to see his sick mother last week and Cathy here has covered for him since. She smiles at her before bringing the glass to her mouth when she feels someone sit beside her and, without turning to see who it is, she knew it was Ken. Her mood changes slightly. These past months she’d missed him so much, but she didn’t want him here. Not now. “Hello, Jaclyn.” “Ken,” she nods in acknowledgement, rounding her finger over the mouth of the small cup she just placed down. “It’s been a while, Jaclyn. I’m left to believe you forgot about me at this point.” She didn’t, but she can’t tell him that. “I’ve been quite busy.” Pain flashes in his eyes and he clears his throat. “Caroline told me you accepted the job at the Vixon’s industry four weeks ago.” “I did.” “You didn’t tell me.” “I didn’t think I had to, besides I kn
Flashback Eight months ago, a month after Jaclyn woke. “People say the moon goddess loves all his children equally. Well, they lied because the moon goddess loves the fire wolf more.” Ken read aloud as he came to take his seat on the couch next to Jaclyn, holding two small textbooks in his hands. “How do you mean?” she asked from beside him, her legs folded in a yoga style and her hands rubbing her knee. “Remember when I told you fire wolves can never be mated or marked, but they can choose their mate and mark them?” when she nodded he continued, “This book confirms it.” “That, never having a mate sounds like a bad thing instead of good,” she said with a displeased scowl. “It’s not. The purpose of a fire wolf is more than finding a mate. The goddess, knowing this, made them unmarkable at least to an extent.” he closed the book and opened the other one, having a brown hardcover back. He did a dramatic throat-clearing before read