~Amolet
I grit my teeth, pushing him off me.
Surprisingly, he relents, stepping. Adjusting my clothing, I look over him. Whoever he is, he's tall and well built, wearing all black clothing. Is he Aven's brother or something? He wrestled me against the wall with ease, and is acting as if he has every right to do so. Part of me is tempted to punch him across the face and let him know how much I don't appreciate his brute force.
"Freak..." I mutter, looking toward the stairs. I'm going to march down and ask Aven what is going on, and why one of her household members decided to slam me against the wall like I'm an intruder.
~AmoletI stare back at myself in the reflection of the window, tucking a stray thread out of sight.This is the first job I've ever applied for, and it shows. I've managed to pull what appears to be a formal outfit from
Pulling against the tight confines of my newly appointed uniform, I follow behind a girl I only just met who apparently works here."You have this aisle. All you have to do is make sure no one gets out, or screams,
¬AmoletLev holds his bag of chips toward me, waiting for me to delve my hand in before he pulls it back.
¬AmoletI couldn’t stop thinking about him.
I breathe in deeply, trying to stop my hands from quivering.I’m nervous because this meeting may end up in me losing my job, and I can imagine why that may be. I’ve been speaking to Cian, and although he is a pati
¬AmoletI immediately panic, the sight of the empty cell consuming me in fear.
¬AmoletI rest back into my seat, looking at Lev who sits across from me.
All the breath feels like it's been drawn out of me, as I slowly stalk back to the table.
~AmoletI grit my teeth, pushing him off me.Surprisingly, he relents, stepping. Adjusting my clothing, I look over him. Whoever he is, he's tall and well built, wearing all black clothing. Is he Aven's brother or something? He wrestled me against the wall with ease, and is acting as if he has every right to do so. Part of me is tempted to punch him across the face and let him know how much I don't appreciate his brute force."Freak..." I mutter, looking toward the stairs. I'm going to march down and ask Aven what is going on, and why one of her household members decided to slam me against the wall like I'm an intruder.
~AmoletThea motions to her couch, which Abella and I both sit on, facing her as she leans her back against the opposite wall."Thea is mated to Alpha Jasper," Abella explains.Looking back up at Thea, I'm surprised. I've never known much about the other Packs from the mortal realm, including their Alpha's and their mates. But I do remember hearing about Jasper dying, I just had no idea it included his mate. And now she stands opposite me, a solemn, sad look in her eyes."And you're dead?" I'm not sure if that's something I shouldn't be asking, consideri
~AmoletI back away from the door, looking at it as if it’s going to let in a plague."Let him in,” Amolet says, as he knocks on the door again. I shake my head, looking between her and the door. I'm the one who killed Noah. I'm the reason he is here in the first place. If he is going to be angry at any one of us in here, it's going to be me, and now is not the time for me to be wrapped up in his revenge plot."Seriously?" I gasp, slowly distancing myself from the door. Noah sings out again, making it very clear he knows we are in here, and isn't planning on walking away until we reluctantly let him in and confront him.
~AmoletIt takes me a long moment to gather my thoughts.Standing in front of me, is a girl I've never met in my life, and yet feel like I know far too much about. She's slightly taller than me, hair pulled back behind her, striking blue eyes examining me with as much scrutiny as I am examining her.“Abella…What are you doing here," I question, looking down at Kace, who has been successfully knocked out. Abella rests the bat against the wall, as if it took nothing at all to take him down. I'll admit, I'm impressed.“I don’t exact
~AmoletEverything is still and peaceful for a long moment."This is Greed's mate?""Apparently."Feeling slowly crawls back into my limbs. I can feel myself laying down, the softness of a bed beneath me. My mind is buzzing, trying to sort through a haze of fog, my memories stolen from me. And yet I don't feel any pain. The feeling is nearly euphoric, as if I'm floating, nothing able to touch me, to get to me."Look, no one said Fate has the best taste."
~AmoletIt all felt like a good idea, until night fell and Sinful grabbed my hand, whisking me away from Cian and to the Immortal Realm.The moment the world rebuilt around me, I saw Hale and Ira had already arrived. I'm not sure what I expected, but it's not the desolate landscape that we have stepped into. Barren fields stretch for mild, uninhabited and bleak looking. When I turn, a tall, straight building stands, the outside of it deteriorating."This is a terrible plan," I mutter tiredly. Is Stace supposed to meet us here? The place looks like it's moments away from collapsing in on itself. I wouldn't have thought Sinful was capable of occupying s
~AmoletStaring down into my teacup, I wait.I've agreed to meet Stace here, in a random coffee shop somewhere deep in the Harmony Pack. It took a lot, but I managed to convince Cian to allow me to meet him on neutral ground. And Cian is far away too, meaning I'm going to have to trust Stace in order to have this conversation.Soon enough, the glass door of the shop opens, and in walks Stace.Immediately I can feel all eyes draw to him, as he ducks his head under the doorway, approaching the table I sit at. His tattoos, his eyes and the obvious power ema
~AmoletSinful stands over Noah's dead body, grinning at it.Cian summoned Sinful and Hale over moments after Noah died. His body isn't even cold, still lying in the exact same position in the entrance to my apartment. I can't stop staring at him, at the dark hair fanning his face, even if it makes me nauseas, like I'm going to be sick if one of them says the wrong words."You killed him?" Sinful asks, looking at me. I grit my teeth, trying not to be annoyed at his smugness. Noah may have been a terrible person, but he is dead, which allows him some semblance of respect. Even if it's hard to justify.Cian nudges Noah with his foot. "I killed him. Amolet just started it."
~AmoletI roll over in bed, feeling the warmth of a sleeping Cian beside me.It's a miracle I convinced him to sleep earlier, since immortals don't need it, and after kissing every inch of my face and neck, he didn't seem so excited to settle beneath the covers for sleep. But I'm so overwhelmed, my body on the verge of complete collapse, that I knew if we went any further I doubt I would have been able to handle it.And now, something has roused me from my comfortable slumber, and it's not Cian's still body, sending a chill through me.The so