Avery's POV
I bit my lips anxiously as I walked to my desk. Amelia pulled me back and I turned to her.
“You don't have to meet their gazes. Just avoid them, I will be watching from my seat,” she assured and I smiled. Everyone has been gossiping about what happened at my birthday party.
Low-key, I was kinda regretting my decision. I settled on my seat and brought out my books. Shutting all my guts that was telling me to steal a glance at him. His scent was getting into my head, as if it was making me high.
Well, I was prepared for that.
I brought out a nose mask and put it on now. People were looking at me suspiciously. I could only face-palm inwardly.
How can you be staring at someone and make it so obvious? I shook my head and sighed. The teacher walked in after a while and the class began.
To be honest, my mind was far away from what he was teaching us. It has been two weeks since Jameson was last seen in school, because of Anna, my wolf, Jameson kept replaying in my head.
I could feel her emotions. It was as if she was mad at me for the decision I made. I heard a distant voice calling my name, I didn't respond until I heard a loud voice.
“Miss. Valentino!” I flinched at the intensity of the teacher's tone. He looked displeased as ever.
“Can you please tell us what you have been thinking about?” He asked in a stern voice.
“I'm sorry. I got a bit carried away,” I apologized, standing up and bowed slightly at him. He looked to still have some words to say to me, but because of how respectful I sounded.
He swallowed the rest of his words and I concentrated on the class.
“.... It's about channeling your inner strength and abilities. It comes from your soul and every part of your body,” he explained. I looked at the board. It wrote channeling energy.
I continued listening to him, jotting down some things until the topic navigated to finding a hidden treasure.
“Trust me class, it's gonna be fun. The treasure sparkles like a diamond but dull like coal. All I have to do is pair you guys up in groups,” the teacher gushed, everyone looks so excited.
Perhaps it was because of my already dampened mood, I wasn't feeling it at all.
“So I have my list here. Before I call out the names, do you have any questions?” He asked and someone raised their hands.
“Can we switch partners?”
“Nope! It's a big no. You are to work with your designated partners,” the teacher emphasized.
“Will there be a tutorial on how to survive in the forest?”
“Of course. We can't just leave our students stranded,”
“What if we don't find the treasure?” This question caught my attention. I rested my chin on my palm, my elbow on the desk, boringly looking at the teacher.
“Uhm... let's think and work with positivity. There are nine groups in total, at least one group should be able to find it,” the teacher responded.
A thought crossed my mind and I decided to ask, so I raised my hand.
“Yes, Miss. Valentino?”
“What's the sole purpose of looking for this long lost treasure? And why is it that suddenly we are asked to find it?” I asked him, and I noticed the way he looked uncomfortable.
“T-That… uhm…. It's not in my hands to know about it. I was only asked to inform you guys. It's a project for your midterm assessment,” he said, reluctance was in his voice.
I sighed and nodded at him.
“For group one, Keely and Simon…… group two, Amelia and Flair, group three Avery and Jameson, group…..”
“What?!” I shrieked aloud when I heard my partner, interrupting the class.
“Any problem, Miss. Valentino?” The teacher asked, he looks ready to give me a piece of his mind if I dare to complain.
I shook my head and my gaze turned to Jameson. He pressed his lips together before looking away. My stomach tightened when I saw this, I was expecting him to smirk at me or something.
My heart was already beating in anticipation of what was gonna happen with our time together. For the rest of the class, I wasn't myself.
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We just concluded the last class and that was all for the day. I placed my head on my table tiredly. I heard approaching footsteps, walking towards me.
From his scent, I knew who it was already. I raised my head and started packing my bags.
“We need to talk about the project,”
“Amelia is waiting for me alrea….” I was interrupted.
“I will wait!” I turned my head to the direction of where the voice came from. I gawked at Amelia and she winked at me before pointing at Flair. I nodded in understanding, they also wanna talk about the project.
“So what do you wanna talk about?” I asked Jameson, avoiding eye contact. He brought out a book and passed it to me. I raised a brow, I didn't collect it.
“It's just a book. Open it,”
“Tell me what's inside before I collect it from you,” he scoffed when he heard me. He opened it before placing the book in front of me.
“What's this?” I asked, looking at the sketched diagrams. I opened it to the other side, same thing.
“Since he didn't tell us what the treasure looks like, based on his statement, 'sparkle like a diamond but dull like coal,' we can infer that in terms of their physical properties, both diamonds and coal can be sharp or abrasive when fractured. Therefore, it's possible that the treasure is either as heavy as a diamond or as light as coal,” he analyzed. I can’t lie, I was amused.
“Oh… okay,” I pressed my lips together, looking up to meet his gaze. For the first time, I saw seriousness in him.
Avery's POVA Few Days Later.“Are we all set?!”“Yes, sir!” We all responded to our supervisor, Mr. Larry. I looked around the thick forest, and couldn't help but feel this anxiety building up in my chest.Today was the day we were all set for the treasure hunt. We all stood in pairs assembly, listening to Mr. Larry who was giving us instructions.My mind was far away, everyone was excited about this hunt except from me. The reason was that I have a very weak wolf which means that I haven't shifted my whole life and won't be able to shift in time of danger in the forest.Anna has only spoken to me once and it was as if that moment suck away all her energy, because after that day, she has been resting and I could only feel her presence once in a while.I turned to look at Jameson, who was jotting down some clues to finding the treasure Mr. Larry was tipping us about.“And that will be all. Does anyone have a question?” Mr. Larry asked. Jameson's eyes found mine, I instantly looked awa
Avery's POVNIGHT FELL.“Do you want some water?” I turned weakly at Jameson. I was seated in front of the fire he had created, wrapped with my blanket to keep me warm.I nodded weakly but without collecting the water bottle from him.“I don't want to remove my hands. Can you please feed it to me?” I pleaded, not wanting to remove my hands that were under the blanket.He sighed soundly before crouching, he held my jaw with his index finger and I drank from the bottle.This little contact sparked some emotions within me and I knew it was the same for him. After I was done, he didn't say anything and also sat beside me.“Thanks,”“It's nothing,” he responded without looking at me. I bit my lips nervously for what I was about to say.Clearing my throat, I did that to get his attention.“A-About earlier, I'm sure that I wasn't hallucinating and….”“Why didn't I see her then?” He cut me off, turning to face me. This made me swallowed the rest of my words. The bond was making it hard for me
Avery’s POVAs the trees enveloped us again in the forest, the air wrapped cooler around us. The heat from our previous disagreement was still in my chest making my heart ache, not that I would dare say so. Because Jameson was stomping beside me with stiff limbs and shoulders, as if each step he took was a protest at the uncomfortable ceasefire we had just negotiated.I saw the slightest flash of irritation on his face when I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye without turning fully to him, but it was gone as quickly as it had sprung up. Normally, he was so stoic, so detached. It annoyed me.I bit the insides of my cheeks slowly so as to not send my mind back toward the harsh words we had exchanged just moments before. I held tightly to the strap of my backpack as we walked further into the woods. The trees on either side of the narrow route stood as though the sentinels, their gnarled limbs reaching out as if to snare us. My body shivered as the fragrance of decayed foliag
Avery’s POVThe morning showed through the thick cover of the canopy, like the sun itself feared to shine into this area of the woods. I held tightly onto the map, brittle edges flaking off with every contact. Jameson strode a few steps ahead, his gaze roving over the ground with calculated precision.“This map is useless unless we know where we are,” I muttered, piercing the tense silence between us.Jameson didn’t look back, but his shoulders went stiff. “Then why are you clinging to it so much?”His tone was terse, and his patience was clearly fraying. I seethed behind the back of his head, fighting the impulse to retaliate. He always did that — shut people out, deflect, pretend he had it all under control. But the reality was apparent in his rigid posture and the keen edge in his voice. He was just as lost as I was.With every step the woods around us thickened. The trees towered like giants with darkened, scarred bark. Fog started to creep along the floor of the woods, wrapping a
Avery’s POVThe low menacing growl echoed through the quiet forest; It exposed its teeth like an unseen wind, freezing me to the bone. My breath seized in my throat, and I clutched the pack's strap so tightly that I thought it would break.“Jameson,” I whispered, the words barely audible above the loud pounding of my heart.He turned quickly, already gripping his knife handle. His expression changed from annoyance to sharp alertness, all in an instant. "Don't move," he ordered. His voice was absolute."But what's—" I tried to talk.“Shh, I’ll tell you later,” he added. His eyes glanced fiercely into the looming shadows ahead as if looking for some enemy in them.The growling reappeared, louder this time, and the forest shook. A boar emerged, huge and bristling, its tusks gleaming like ivory blades.I swallowed hard, tasting the lead at the back of my mouth.“We are going to back away,” Jameson said softly, in a voice that held both firmness and calm. "Take your time and keep your eyes
Avery’s POVAs the group walked along through the thick forest, the air felt strange. I looked straight ahead, pretending not to notice the frequent sidelong glances Jameson was throwing in my direction. My hands formed into fists at my sides. The last thing I needed was him coming and trying to establish some sort of dominance here.The others around us were whispering among themselves. It wasn’t difficult to feel the rising discomfort because the shadows felt like they were growing longer by the minute. Every rustle of leaves, every whisper of the wind, felt like hidden warning signs in this unnatural-feeling living forest.Amelia fell in step beside me, her face white and drawn. “Avery,” she said, leaning even closer, “I don’t like this. There’s something…off about this place.”I nodded, speaking below my regular level. “Stay close to me. Trust no one, least of all those who appear too self-assured.”In front of us, some of the more aggressive students, led by Sheila, barked orders
Avery’s POVThe voice froze my blood. Dripping with malice, it cleaved its way through the chaos like a knife. “Did you think you could just step in and take what belongs to the cursed?I turned toward the source of the voice, my throat choking on air. All I could see was a figure wrapped in shadow, their height, and their stance, crushing and monstrous. They were wrapped around us, and the air grew colder. I could feel my hands trembling.Jameson yanked me behind him, and although the quiver I heard in his voice showed his humanity, it embodied the image of a protective man. “Who are you?” he asked, although his hand on my arm showed that he was nervous, too.The figure laughed, a sound so hollow and bitter it nearly broke my chest. “It doesn’t matter who I am. What you’ve disturbed is what matters. What you’ve unleashed.”Before Jameson or I could respond, the ground beneath us popped to life again. A tremendous fracture appeared in the soil, and the faint, haunting reflection I had
Avery’s POVLong after the words had left the forest, the whisper buzzed in my head, rattling against the walls of my skull. “You cannot escape”.Jameson gripped my hand a little tighter as we walked back toward the forest trail. His silence weighed heavy, his thoughts a storm I could not see.For a while, I welcomed the silence. Bits of images I couldn’t make sense flashed in my head—images of the glowing symbols, of the twisted creature, of the figure cloaked in shadow. They were like shards of a nightmare puzzle, missing pieces, lying more disorganised than usual.But one thing was sure, the curse was not some joke. It was alive and it had its sights on us.“Do you think we’re safe now?” The silence was broken by Jameson’s voice.I looked at him, his profile sharp against the faint moonlight. He didn’t meet my eyes, his gaze straight ahead, but the tension of his jaw betrayed him.“I don’t know,” I admitted. “But I don’t believe that it is over.”He sighed heavily and raked his hai
Avery's POVMorning sunlight filtered into the room through these blinds, creating gold streaks on the walls. I momentarily lost myself for a second. And I virtually recollected the jungle, the terror, the perpetual edict of danger. But then the full strength of it hit, crashing me like a boulder in choppy waters.Noah had already rolled out of bed, laptop on the small kitchen table. He was intently focused, his hands darting across the keyboard. He didn't see me yet, and I hesitated to look at him.“Morning,” I whispered through the clumps.He raised his head, startled, gave me a quick smile. Morning?I shrugged. “Pardon, I was as capable as one might assume for my circumstances.He nodded, got the hang of it. “Well, I have been thinking about our choices,” he said, pointing at the laptop. On the information from that USB drive — not a whole lot, but enough to turn the situation on it’s head. If we could just get it to the right people then maybe this could be enough to stop her.“ B
Avery's POVMorning sunlight filtered into the room through these blinds, creating gold streaks on the walls. I momentarily lost myself for a second. And I virtually recollected the jungle, the terror, the perpetual edict of danger. But then the full strength of it hit, crashing me like a boulder in choppy waters.Noah had already rolled out of bed, laptop on the small kitchen table. He was intently focused, his hands darting across the keyboard. He didn't see me yet, and I hesitated to look at him.“Morning,” I whispered through the clumps.He raised his head, startled, gave me a quick smile. Morning?I shrugged. “Pardon, I was as capable as one might assume for my circumstances.He nodded, got the hang of it. “Well, I have been thinking about our choices,” he said, pointing at the laptop. On the information from that USB drive — not a whole lot, but enough to turn the situation on it’s head. If we could just get it to the right people then maybe this could be enough to stop her.“ B
Noah's POVAs I drove from the warehouse, I glanced back in the rear-view, expecting to see one of Lisa's henchmen hot on our tail. The car was so tense you could practically coat it with black oil and Avery sat in silence looking at the window blankly.Her hands were clutched in her lap as I could tell that the whites of each were white-knuckling.“I feel like I’m losing it,” I finally told her, breaking the silenceShe blinked like coming out of a daze. “I don’t know,” she said. Well, it's like… “ALL OF THIS. I can't DO this. Lisa… this drive… that blackmail…” She choked up.My hand landed on hers where I was grounding her—I reached over. “We can get through this,” I said firmly. “We have all we require now. This week is ours to turn the other cheek.Avery turned back to me only to look absolutely skeptical. But what if it isn’t nearly enough? What if she gets pissed, finds out we have it and hunts us down before we can get it over with? What if—we—“Avery.” I tone was even but firm
Noah’s POVWatching Avery stand, the resolve in her eyes making me feel nauseated. The burden of the truth was great, I could tell the road ahead would pretty much consist of uphill all day long. But I had sworn on her—on my own life that I would be with her, through anything.I saw the echoes of fear turning into resolve as I finally addressed her from behind. Ha, she had always been tough as nails but I was seeing the splinters already. This is way too much for anyone. And yet, i couldn't help but feel proud of her are courage to do it.“I will,” I said with certainty of my voice. “Carefully though. Each step from now on is a function.Avery nodded past me, the fear still evident in her eyes. “I do, it’s just so… Noah. I ask myself over and over why. Why me? Why did they bring me in?I walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder. “No Avery, It’s not about YOU. About the lies they want to lie on. You were just in the way. Well now we are going to stop taking control of you agai
Avery’s POVThe room hummed with the palpable anxiety, each thing Noah said shivering me to the bones. I watched my mind frantically start putting the puzzle together of the pieces of information he just had given us. That my own mother was part of all of this was beyond belief.It didn’t make sense.“Lisa… my mother…” What are you saying Noah? “I said the words, and with them came almost disbelief the possibility of this weight that sank its claws into my fingertips.Noah moved a little, his eyes burning into me but I could tell by the way they were haunted with worry. Avery, I get it is hard for you to believe. Everything that has been going on— the threats, the tape, the vandalism—they are all part of a lot deeper shit. Your mother Lisa… That is their game.I shook my head, stunned by Noah just dropped the other shoe. ”So why? Why would they do this? And why now?”Noah breathed, leaned forward into his chair hands clenched. “Your mum and Lisa… They got themselves into things you wo
Avery’s POVDays after it felt like a week, the next few felt slurred. Jameson and I had gone to the city, just past where we met up at the Hawthorne estate; out of reach of his family. The silence that pooled between us was making me uncomfortable, to know that we were both silent his not ending of course.A dark force was still at play, acting on me and come not just from Jameson's familyWe were totally screwed, apparently.I sat in this tiny café where it was all dark and the wood-walled ceiling glowed pale light. It was so unlike Jameson; he was usually a chatty as hell person and his eyes had the room in them like he was looking for everything to be dangerous. I could still feel the tongue lashing of un-signaled words between us“Jameson,” I murmured and lay my hand on top of his. You don't have to do it by yourself. We are just as capable of facing whatever is on the other side.He snuck a look at me, expression pained and grateful. I am trying to protect you, Avery. I mean me.
Avery’s POVMy drive to Jameson's family estate was one of that rarest of silences: soothing and sinister. Jameson was staring straight ahead, knuckles white at the steering wheel from tension. I, meanwhile only looked out the window as my inner most thoughts rotated like a cogs gears. The past couple days had emotionally zapped me but there was a little fire in me somewhere.“Are you alright?” Jameson clearing the silence with his voice.I smiled, not sure of the answer I was giving. “Just… thinking, basically.”He looked at me, concern laced in his eyes. “We don´t have to do this today. If you want more time—““No,” tested me back stronger than I. “We want answers. If your family is even tangentially connected to this, I want to know.“Tightening his jaw, Jameson sighed. “They’ll deny everything. Them doing right by Everyone else”When we arrived at the house, big and grand, my intestines flipped. The estate was vast, with high iron gates and mown lawns that appeared to go on foreve
Avery’s POVThe apartment was oppressive, Jameson walking back and forth like a caged animal producing an overcharged, suffocating atmosphere of tension. The man who was always in control and heroic appeared to have had a major freak out — his face lines deep with recurring grey cloud. I was huddled on the couch a blanket absolutely wasted over me.It was warm, but a cold started to run into my bones— was it fright or exhaustion that I couldnt tell. “You are someone, from your past?Jameson froze, he pivoted to look at me. He relaxed in the face of it, but his eyes were still burning with intent.“My fiancée,” he whispered slowly, admitting it in a barely audible voice.The word pierced like the tip of an ice pick to my heart Fiancée? My heart had a panic automaton – I couldn’t identify the feelings I was feeling, they were confused this is so wrong. Jealousy. I hadn’t been fair,I know that. Yet the idea that Jameson was anyones else love in more than one way my heart.“I never said
Jameson’s POVLisa's confession had turned everything upside down. It was no longer just a puzzle; the pieces didn't match the way it was supposed to be, and now, there was a bigger picture which I couldn't see clearly. "Whom did you contact?" I demanded now.Lisa just shook her head. The trembling voice said: "I don't know their name. Everything was anonymous-calls, encrypted emails, cash drops. They didn't want me to know."Raymond crossed his arms, his expression skeptical, "And so you just went along with it?"Lisa glared at him. "You don't understand. These people are not just dangerous. They are above danger. They know everything about you, your weaknesses, your loved ones. They don't ask for favors; they give orders. Refusing is impossible."My mind raced with sifting through what she said. A little bit too much for Avery, or even me, to swallow. This was bigger, much bigger than calculated."Why Avery?" I asked coldly. "Why catch her in the crossfire?"They didn't tell me why