Beta Jackson I made my way to the prison after making sure I wasn't being watched or followed. Everyone else had been occupied with one duty or the other. I never thought that I would seek the help of that bastard but then, I rather swallow my pride than watch Abigail continue hurting my pack mem
"Stop." He balled his hands into fists; an action of anger but the look on his face was one of uncertainty; switching between confusion and anger. I could tell that he was struggling to stay on the angry side but it didn't seem to be working out quite well for him. So, I didn't stop, "Every time
Beta Jackson "What….?" I staggered. "You heard me right, Jackson. Or do I need to lay more emphasis on what I just said?" He glared at me angrily. I said nothing and he only sighed, "Okay, for more emphasis, your daughter; Lila, will have to perform a counter ritual on the same day that the blood
Lila My knees grew weak after hearing my father's narration. I held onto the table for support in order not to fall. "You might think my decision to keep mute about what Caleb told me was selfish…." With his eyes burning with tears, my father turned to look at Cyrus. ".....but I could never let a
Writer's POV Abigail paced to and fro the room, panicking. "I told you your idea about what to tell her was wrong but you never agreed." Matilda had her own worries but she did her best to hide them. Her best was enough. "There's no way she would have left on her own without knowing something."A
Lila It didn't take a while before I finally reached the other end of the river; of course it wasn't going to take a while. Bad things don't take forever before happening. I looked behind me at the beautiful garden, imagining how it would look, staring at it from another perspective. Refusing to
Lila I returned to my former position and picked up the dagger. It was as cold as ice but the blade was deadly. It looked like it had just been made, for my death. I momentarily shut my eyes, waiting for the blood moon to appear in the sky. I could see the harsh lights breaking into the room an
Caleb surely hated where he was kept but that didn't explain anything tangible that would make him want to take his own life. Just then, something dropped into Miguel's thought. "Could he possibly have something to do with Lila's disappearance?" He said to Black who had the same thought on his min