Ally has phased! I hope she is able to contact Kyle soon! We haven't heard from him in some time...
CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT Rachel~ I sat up in a sweat just after 3am. Flashes of a nightmare still etched into my eyelids. A large dark crow swallowed me whole. I fought and fought, but down its beak I went. I slithered down its throat and even though I tried to crawl back out but couldn’t make any progress. At last I was running out of air. That’s what forced me to wake up. The feeling that I wasn’t getting any air and was dying. I sat for a bit before trying to lay back down, turning towards the window this time. I looked out at the reflection of the moonlight on the water far down below. And I wished for an end to these nightmares. Every time I thought they were going away they came back. I stared at the ceiling for some
CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE Rachel~ Friday morning I thought Sophie was going to kill me. Seriously. The cold look in her eyes and the obvious sh*t-talking she was doing about me to her friends, I thought today had to be the day she would punch me. I was on the bus and listening to my music to try to clear that all from my mind. It was almost the weekend, I would be okay. Yes, Monday loomed ahead as the day Vance would return but my friends had a plan to help me and I hoped he would be gone early next week. Then after Winter Break I wouldn’t have him in my life. I hoped. Classes went by pretty uneventfully. I read more of the wolf book and found myself really
CHAPTER SEVENTY: Rachel~“Rachel!” Ally yelled up above as I tumbled and tumbled.My arms covered my head on instinct and after a minute I stopped rolling down. Everything hurts. My side, my arms, my forehead.“Rachel! Don’t move! I’m coming!” Ally yelled, her voice getting closer.I tried to sit up when her hand pushed me down again.“Stay still!” she yelled again.“Hello - Yes, I’m calling from the student parking lot. My friend just fell down some stairs. She’s really hurt,” she said, likely to someone on the phone. “Yes I’ll
CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE Rachel~ The weekend should be a time of rest. But with my non-stop nightmares and the pain in my wrist flaring up, I hadn’t gotten much of that. They seemed to be getting worse. Like they were weeks ago. I wish I could remember what helped me the last time. I think I remembered taking a nap on the couch during some funny movie. Maybe that was it? I had been able to distract myself and that had helped me? Somehow that felt close but not quite right. Monday morning got here faster than I was prepared for. I would be seeing Vance today. Yes, we had a plan. But I would be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous. Part of me worried that I wouldn’t have the same strength I had had last week. The bus arrived at Pacific and when I got up I accidentally made eye contact with the tall latino guy from the movie theater. He looked at me with such - worry? June made a sound next to me, grounding me back to reality, and I remembered to move. Poor guy, wonder what he was so sad abo
CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO: Nick~ Days. And nothing, no trace of the Alpha and Luna. I had been doing my job, my parents’ job really, but they were helping Jake with Alpha/Luna things. So I guess I was more… managing a special task force. I fielded calls and helped keep track of where we were on alternative leads. Weekend nights for regular teens meant parties, weekend nights for us meant research and business, communications with trackers and spy networks. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t stop thinking about how the missing Alpha and Luna could be my own parents. And yes, Jake’s parents were always more distant than mine, they were always more into themselves than him, but still. I knew I wasn’t the only one losing sleep around the packhouse. Pretty much everyone was. Even Sophie, trying to hide behind makeup, looked awful. Our whole pack, and surrounding packs really, were still shaken from what had happened. I looked down at my phone to see more disappointing news. Elise, the tracker
CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE: Ally~ Vance was officially expelled. Sean was suspended. So, good news all around I guess? I guess. Something still sat in the pit of my stomach, but there was no way of knowing what it was exactly. At least not yet, not at my ability level. I still knew I needed to find Kyle. Back at home after school, I tried to focus on school work until my mom came home. She insisted on being here when I tried this. My grandma and I decided I should try a different strategy - guided dreaming. With any luck I could reach Kyle or at least feel where he was. Since he hadn’t been coming to me in my dreams, I worried about why that could be. My grandma wasn’t sure, but there was plenty out there that she hadn’t been familiar with in life. She had been moderately gifted in a small coven that had disbanded after a few years, so what she was able to share now was more what she guessed at during her later stages in life. Once I knew what she knew I would need to go looking for so
CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR: Rachel~ I was sitting with my mom when a petite woman with long dark hair bounced into the office. I hadn’t seen her before but I could guess who she was. She had to be Vance’s mom. Today started off with a meeting with my mom about what had happened, and I was told that while Vance wasn’t a student here anymore, his mom would be coming in at some point. I guess she had something she wanted to say to me or my mom - I guess we would find out. She floated right towards Ms. Arnhem and the two nodded at us before closing the door to her office. My mom sat there fuming. She likely knew who this woman was too, and we were both thinking the same thing. Though my mom was likely thinking about her on different lines. She was straight pissed and probably wanted to punch this lady in the face for raising such a creep. Me on the other hand, I felt both sorry for her and fascinated in a disturbing way. Did she know what he was? Was she like him? They had to be something
CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE: Nick~ Goddess help me. Please. I’ve been on the phone now for over six hours. Calling between all these packs that still insist on doing things like they were done in the 90s - or the 80s in some cases. I’m scouring for information from the packs other packs have heard of at this point. Anything about black magic covens. Unfortunately werewolves are not very unified and there’s no sort of directory. In our defense, this is partly due to keeping our existence on the down low. But still. “Hello?” a husky older voice asked on the other side. “Hi yes, Gamma Wilmer, thank you for taking a moment to speak with me,” I started, “Has your Alpha explained what I am calling about?” I exhaled. I have had this conversation with other werewolves all across the nation by this point. My eyes are roaming my page of notes, figuring out who else to call next. No one has been able to help so far. I’ve called over 100 numbers. I may just plunge my head into a tree at this