×Anastasia×Alexis is a bitch. I had to accept that when I found my sister's old bicycle. She took the car to school, and I was thankful for that. I haven't returned since the incident. The headmistress has been blowing up my phone, saying we could talk about this. She wants to buy my silence and I know it. But I also know that no one would believe me if I ever reported it, so I didn't bother. I rode the bicycle to school. I spent the past few days digging through the garden, let me tell you, so far I've found nothing important. I think I'm missing something but I won't give up. We have flowers all around the house. Eclipsa said to check the roses, maybe I'm missing something. Alexis was leaning against the hood of her car when I arrived at school. She was having a conversation with Nona and her buddies. I got off, loosed the pin on my hair and smoothed my fingers on my shirt. I will always look good. Even when I'm distraught and unable to sleep. I've been sleeping only for an hou
×Griffin×Dell is pissed at me, and so is Anastasia, and shockingly Luciana. I'll admit that I shouldn't have said those things to Ana. She said she was in danger, and I was so fucking pissed at my father that I carried that anger over to her. And now she won't even look at me.I guess I should be happy. Instead, I feel like crap. Dell has been quiet, he doesn't respond to anything that I do. I know that I've messed up but I don't know how to fix it. I was angry, I let my rage take over.She said she can't trust that I won't turn on her. And truthfully, I understand that. I can't trust that I won't turn my back on her unless we address the reason why I'm mean to her. Not my father, no that conversation doesn't need to leave my home. Anastasia is kneeling by one of the rose bushes and digging up the soil. She's analyzing the patch of damaged flowers and I don't get the purpose of that but it's whatever.I knocked on the gate, in hopes of getting her attention. If she forgives me, so w
×Anastasia×Griffin's confession had me in a slump. I destroyed something his mother had left him. Geezus, Anastasia. I wouldn't forgive you too if I were in his position. I guess there's such a thing as common courtesy seeing that he hasn't killed me or burned down my home and memories. He was still here, butt rooted to the couch as he watched a movie on the television. While I, I needed a moment alone to think about his proposal. Griffin wants me to help him clear his name before he leaves. He didn't say why he would be leaving but he explained briefly that his father hates him. And if he just left without clearing his name, the people of the town will mark him as the bad guy for the rest of his life. He has no desire to be alpha, but I think he lies. Griffin does want to be head alpha. Or maybe he wanted too until his father started this nonsense. To clear his name, we need to get- honestly, I don't know. And he's not willing to let me in completely, which is fine. I should be d
Dear readers, sorry for the lack of updates. Let me explain what happened. The chapters I had written down, I can't find them. There was recently a glitch in my Google docs, which is where I write and store everything. And now I can't find most of my files. The updates are now going to be three times a week because I'm going to try to rewrite what I lost. And it won't be easy. But I should be able to get the chapters back. I have an outline that I can follow. So I'm hoping it helps.Thank you for you Patience. And for giving my book a chance
×Anastasia×Dell was indeed, the perfect distraction. He spent the night bringing me to my first- I'm not counting what I don't remember - orgasm. And it was fantastic. But we had to return to reality. After a shower, I led him to the garden and we started digging together. Before the night ended, Dell found three items. Two pink bags, and a laptop. "Why would the old you bury these?""I honestly don't know. But I'm hoping these would shed some light on my situation." I answered. The sun had sent only six minutes ago, and we would have to wake up early tomorrow for another day of sports. I'm not interested in playing any games next to Alexis but there's not much of a choice. "You should prob get going.""Is it safe for you to be here by yourself?"Probably not. But I'm ready to defend myself. Griffin and I may have reached good terms but I'm not about to risk anything. I'm learning how to fight, and how to shift in times of danger. I haven't mastered either but I can certainly do b
×Anastasia×"Anastasia!" "Ah!" I shot forward, my head smacking into the door in front of me. I groaned, hearing some scribbling or talking. When I turned my head, I found myself in a wardrobe. How did- oh last night. My gaze trips over to the the video player. "Anastasia, don't do this. If you take that from me I will hunt you down and make your skin into my new rug." The man in the video shouts, I leaned closer just to see if I could recognize him. He looks…. Somehow like the alpha. But I can't really tell. Is that the alpha? The image is shaky, telling me that the person holding the camera was frightened. It had to be me if he was addressing the person by my name. "Do your worst, but enough is enough. You're not going to kill another teen for as long as I live." My voice comes off the speakers. I don't sound frightened at all. "Are you willing to put your life on this? I could give you immortality. I could grant you whatever you want. Do you really want to die for the sake of
×Anastasia×Weird, isn't it? Going to a different town and seeing how they run things. They're all smiles and giggles. This town, is the polar opposite to where I was raised. Everyone here is happy, friendly. We didn't have a motel to stay, so a lady offered us an entire summer cabin. Cost free. I forced her to take my money. Because no way am I staying in a place for free. Its creepy. Not the staying for free part, the niceness. It's unnatural. They need to be extricated.Sighing, I tugged on a new pair of pants that are suitable for going out. They're comfortable, tight, and firm on my ass. Those are the three things you need when you wear any pair of pants. Eclipsa would say ‘If you can't run in it, you're not wearing the right pair’Ryan had a similar saying, but it's crude and for shorts. Gods, everytime I remembered them my heart chips off a little bit more. I stepped out, tugging my sachel over my shoulders. I gave the laptop to Remy, and told him the password. He's advised
×Griffin× Janet Crawford has a son, who is still alive? I guess those women never specified if the boy that died was her only child, but it was kind of implied. Anastasia and I walked away from the front door, she had two chairs and a long bench hanging on chains to make a swing. I sat on the fake swing and Anastasia joined me, her shorts refused to stay in their position, instead they rose up her thighs to reveal more of her gorgeous skin. Without thinking, I dropped my hand to it and gripped it. The heat of her skin against my palm…. It's enticing. Dell had shown me images of her grinding against his mouth, and begging him for things she didn't even understand. He has a very nice way of making someone feel bad. But it was hot to see the replay of how he made her come. 'I know. By the way, just in case you wanted to know, that boy in there is her dead son. I can feel his trapped soul. He died, and was reborn. But the scent, and the aura says, his mother made a deal to bring him
×Third Person's pov×Griffin's uncle, much to Anastasia's dismay, gave her no further explanation to the Bombshell he had dropped. Instead he began to laugh, laugh hysterically like there was something funny. His shoulders rolled, his back arched and her eyebrows met.Her body was suddenly let free, and she felt dizzy and unsteady on her feet. But before she could ask anymore questions, he charged after her. Foot barreling through the floor. Anastasia's heart pounded in her chest as she faced off against the man who had caused her so much pain, her mate's sinister uncle. The memories of her parents' murder flooded her mind, giving her strength and determination to protect herself and those she loved.With every fiber of her being, Anastasia fought back, her body moving with a grace and power she never knew she possessed. Her movements were fueled by a fierce mix of anger, vengeance, and a desperate need to survive. The air crackled with the intensity of their clash as their weapons
×Anastasia×With me being left here, there's only one thing to do. 'Break out!'Sneak out, girl. Sneak. I'm not leaving yet. I reached for the key I'd been hiding for only god knows how long, I stopped counting after I snatched it out of the masked man's robe. I picked at the locks with it until I found the right angle and it opened up. A sigh of relief left me. I hid the key under my robe, and tiptoed out of the cage..The floors aren't squeaky, but the stairs are. So if I'm going to do this, I'll need to do it fast. Vanessa has been gone for a half hour now, and I've contacted Dell and Griffin to come save her from the clutches of that psycho Max. I was very gentle with the wooden steps but they still made their very loud creek. Leaving me with no choice but to hurry it up and just run up the rest of the way. The front door was locked and I wanted to face palm. I'd forgotten that the door to this basement area was usually locked once the masked people had left. Or arrived. Which
×Alexis×I was thrown into some sort of arena made of clay, and dusty bricks. Not the most hygienic place to be in but I'm not exactly worried about catching something when my life is on the line. My mother threw off her robe, she wore only her leggings and tight tank top. Two of the mask people approached her. They offered her a wrap of bandages that she used to cover her knuckles..I can't fight. I never knew my mother could fight. So this isn't the best situation for me to be in. Why did I mention fighting for my life? Right, I didn't want to be some pawn for her and her madness anymore.That doesn't seem like it's worth anything right now. Well, I better hurry up and do something before I get my ass handed to me in seconds flat."Mom, don't do this.""Don't do what? Ugh, I didn't want a failure for a child. So why are you pleading? You won't change my mind so get your fist up, and fight for your fucking life." She threw the first swing and I barely got out of the way before my
×Vanessa×"Max, don't do this." I pleaded as she strapped my arms to the circle she had drawn on the floor of this empty room. The only thing the room had was a statue of the town's leader. Grim. The madman who cursed out bloody town. Anastasia was right when she said this cult went back for years. Because something was never right from day one. Especially for my generation. Ninety percent of us have been unable to find out wolves, some can't shift and others lose the ability to shift. Something was wrong but we thought it was normal because that's how things are in this pack. Whenever something strange happens, everyone looks the other way. We were already dealing with fucked up shit whose to say this isn't one of the natural side effects of being cursed. If we looked deeper we might have seen the dying students. We may have been able to stop this. I looked left, then my neck turned the other way as Max tied on the last leather strap to my right arm. "Max, please, I begging." She
×Vanessa×Seeing Alexis being dragged out like an animal about to be slaughtered made the weight in my heart sink to the very bottom. This is madness. They can't do this. Her mother cannot do this to her. Yeah, I'm aware of what she tried to do but she's still a teen. This ….. this sort of death isn't right. Where is Griffin? He has a demon, he can save her. Why isn't he here? Oh right. He's handling his father's problem. Anastasia said that. Or did she say he's handling his father being a problem, I'm not even sure anymore this place is trying to make me mad, that's the only explanation I have for the twitching way I've been feeling. I rubbed my arm, and moved a way from the bars as Alexis continued to scream holy hell at her mother. She bit one of the men, and he grunted. "Should we sedate her? No, there's no need. Just drag her to the location and throw her in there. I will handle it from there."Turns out I'm not the only one with a psycho mother. And what are the odds of being
×Alexis× Griffin never came back, Anastasia was plotting something and Vanessa is actually a tough cookie. I'm all alone here. Those two have each other, I have no one. Because I chose to…. I wish I'd taken a different route. Anastasia forgave me so many times and I tried to get her killed. I wouldn't forgive me either. I've been having these thoughts for days, I'm tired of the self loathing. There isn't a word I haven't called myself. Every bad word I can think of, I've thrown it at myself. I fucking suck. I got up this morning feeling the same way. My shower was done in silence while I listened to Anastasia and Vanessa flash their friendships around. They were talking almost in code. If I closed my eyes, I can pretend like they've included me into the topic. It's said, yes, it's pathetic, I agree. But I'm lonely. I need to converse with someone. Anastasia is not interested in talking to me, again, I don't blame her. Vanessa won't talk to me because she's too busy with Ana.
×Griffin×This week only gets worse and worse, but not for me. I actually don't feel anything. I stopped feeling things after the first day. My mother was hung up like an animal. The contents of her stomach were removed. Most of her organs were stored in front of her. I hate alot of things, I really hate alot, but nothing had been able to cut close to seeing my mother that way. Not even my father. And he had hurt me bad. I'm supposed to be this badass who doesn't feel anything but isn't that a lie. I couldn't keep my face straight when I saw my mom in that position. To the best of my knowledge she was buried.I doubt my father even knows about the horrific way these people have hung her body to a wall. Right below a shrine. I wonder if they're praying to my dead mother's body, or if she was placed there as a sacrifice to whatever this cult serves. The door opens again, and I kicked the plate they offered me. I don't need food or water. Dell can keep me alive even after I'm dead. He'
×Anastasia×I think we've been here for weeks, but I can't be too sure. Everything is weird. They're feeding us, and treating us like we're at a two star motel. No one was actually doing anything. Griffin had secluded himself to the back of his cell, but he wasn't feeling any sadness. He was just curious. And I could feel it. Dell told me as well. Alexis was…. To be honest I haven't given her much thought. While my bunk mate, Vanessa was in a weird state. She was in between happiness that she could walk and sadness that her mother had been the reason for the depression she had felt after she thought her chances of walking were zero to none. Can I just gloat about being right? I called it years ago that her mother was a bitch but everyone who didn't know said it was a classic Gastillo trying to start a fight. NOW WHO'S RIGHT YOU SELF POMPOUS FUCKERS!It's me.Okay, now that I'm done with that little gloating moment, we can try to focus on getting some answers. It seems like they'r
×Vanessa× I awoke to soft sounds of my mother tapping her knuckles against my door, I wondered why she was up this early. She usually woke up my six am on the dot. Not wanting her to know that I was awake, I stayed still and force my body to go back to being limp. She knocked again, this time her voice followed through. "Vanessa, sweetie, are you awake?" She called. Her voice was louder than her knocking. She twisted the door knob, and I quickly closed my eyes lids. She knocked one more time. "Vanessa, are you awake honey?" Her voice still sounded like it was far away and I took sustenance in that. She hadn't entered my room just yet and that was perfectly fine by me. Her footsteps were loud, like she was trying hard to see if I was awake. Or maybe she wanted me to wake up. Whichever one, I remained quiet and continued to fake sleeping. I learnt this from Anastasia. She and I would pretend whenever we had sleepovers just to mess with her mother. It only lasted a year before her