My mother was getting better, thankfully. I could see the color returning to her cheeks and the sparkle in her eyes as she slowly regained her strength. Even though we hadn't forgiven her for the evil she committed against us, and that she was the reason I was cursed, she was still our mother and we couldn't watch her die or self-destruct.I spent most of my days by her side, reading to her and keeping her company. I stopped going to the uncompleted building and instead spent more time with my family, even though there was still a negative peace between us.As the evening approached, I waited anxiously for Clarissa to call me back. I was certain that she had seen those messages and feared that she would go ahead and marry Ivan despite knowing that he was going to be unfaithful to her. If that were the case, I swore that I would stay away from her, even if it meant me dying. Because if she could value wealth and association more than her happiness, then I didn't deserve to be with som
I grasped the windowpane firmly, maintaining a good grip on it. The window was slightly ajar letting in a gentle breeze and I gazed at the wooden ladder propped against the wall outside leading down to the ground below aaa a mix of fear and determination."Clarissa, you need to go now," Genevieve said with urgency. "The ladder is sturdy and you won't fall. Even if you do, you can shift into your wolf and jump down." "Okay, "I excelled and positioned my foot on the ladder and then the other foot. The cool night air hit my face and my heart pounded in my chest as I descended, the fear of being caught making my hands shake.I took a deep breath to study myself and began climbing down the window. I had barely steadied myself when I heard the sound of my bedroom door opening and my mum's voice echoed through the room."Clarissa, where are you? Genevieve, why isn't my daughter downstairs yet?" Panic set in and I almost lost my footing as I heard my mother's voice. I increased my pace and
Ivan My best friend, Charles, got me ready and I dressed up in one of those large and elegant bedrooms in Clarissa's house. Charles carefully adjusted the jacket of my suit, making sure it fits perfectly. My suit was made of the finest Italian wool with a rich navy color that perfectly complimented my skin tone, giving me a sleek and elegant look. I felt a mix of excitement and impatience for this whole ordeal to be over with. "So, what's going to happen with Bianca?" Charles asked me, holding my shiny black leather oxfords while I stared at my reflection in the mirror, spraying a subtle and expensive woodsy and spicy cologne. "We're going to keep our relationship a secret, so that spoiled brat Clarissa doesn't find out," I replied, trying to keep my tone casual. Bianca was my true mate and I didn't love Clarissa, scratch that, I couldn't stand her, but I had to go through with this engagement for the financial security her father promised to provide. Charles laughed. "It must
Jalen and I kept running until we got to the Lycan pack. We ran past old and abandoned streets, my footsteps and heartbeats the only sounds that trashed in my ear."We're almost there," Jalen held me as we ran towards an old building with white peeling paint. I was exhausted and my legs felt like jelly. "Where's this place?" I panted and Jalen banged on the door, the sound echoing through the deserted streets."This is Cade's house; my accomplice who abducted you," he said and kept looking back to be sure that no one was following us. The door opened and Cade, Jalen's friend with spiky hair and a tattoo on his neck, welcomed us with a warm smile behind him was an older man whose face was lined with wrinkles and his hair, grey."Come in, come in," Cade said, gesturing for us to enter. "You made it."Jalen and I walked in, and I stared around the small, old, and dingy house. It was a stark contrast to the luxurious home I was used to. The floorboards creaked underfoot and the walls we
My head tilted to the side as the moonlight filtered through the window, casting long shadows on Jalen's face. He looked away, his disapproval pressed down on me like a physical force, and the clock on the nightstand ticked away. "What the hell do you mean by you don't want it to be forced?" I spoke in a clipped tone, sighing loudly, my father's face flashing in my memory like a nightmare. "Do you realize the danger we're putting ourselves into? If you don't mark me, my dad will find us and I swear that he will never let you come close to me."My breathing grew heavy and labored and Jalen's strong hands held me close. He made eye contact with me and despite my anger, I felt nothing but longing and desire for him. He had a deep sadness in his eyes that made me want to hug his worries away."I want you to do this because you want to, not because of the fear of getting caught."He held my hands and leaned close to me. "Also, the bond is not jus
My thoughts were too excited to think straight and I held Clarissa close to myself, feeling lightness and happiness wash over me. A gentle breeze rustled in the room and I felt that something shifted in my life, as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.I looked down at Clarissa, who was staring up at me with her sea-blue eyes, filled with love and adoration. I couldn't believe that this was the same woman who had been forbidden to me just a few days ago. Now, she was mine, marked by me and bound to me forever.I wondered if the curse that had plagued me for years had finally been broken, now that I had marked Clarissa. But I kept my thoughts to myself, not wanting to jinx it. Instead, I leaned down and whispered "I love you" to her, from the bottom of my heart.Her full lips parted unconsciously and I moved closer to her, intertwining our hands. Then she gave me a peck on my cheek, and I knew that everything was going to be alright. We lay there, holding each other close. I
The musty smell of the attic filled my nostrils as I hurled in fear. Cobwebs decorated my face and I trembled in a dark corner hoping that my dad doesn't find me. I wiped the sweat that dripped down my face as I struggled to catch my breath in the suffocating heat. The sound of squeaking, hungry rats filled my ears and my skin crawled with panic and disgust. I was scared of rats, and the thought of them crawling on me made my skin crawl. The air was thick and hot, and I could hardly breathe.My dad's voice boomed through the house sending shivers down my spine. He shouts floated upstairs and dread washed over me. I squeezed my eyes shut and whispered a silent prayer hoping to stay hidden.The footsteps on the stairs creaked and my stomach dropped as voices drew closer. I knew that it was only a matter of time before they found me.The attic was dark and I could barely see in front of me. I could hear the sound of the soldiers' footsteps coming closer and closer. My heart was poundi
My hands gripped the steering wheel of my van as I continuously scanned the road ahead, and I listened for any unusual noise in my van.Knowing who Clarissa's dad was, he could do anything to get revenge. Fortunately, there was nothing to fear as the only sound I heard was because my van was old and not well lubricated. Still, I couldn't shake the feeling that he was out there somewhere, watching my every move. I kept my eyes peeled continuously checking for any vehicle following me or any sign of werewolves, knowing that they were his loyal minions. I parked my van in the grocery store's parking lot and made my way inside. The cool air conditioning was a welcome relief from the hot summer sun outside and the familiar smells of fresh produce and baked goods greeted me. I brought up my shopping list of items and thankfully, the store was almost empty I made my way down the aisles, carefully selecting items that I knew Clarissa would love. I picked up a basket and began filling it wit