LOGIN~HAZEL~I felt very uncomfortable being that close to him but I had to remind myself that I was only doing it for Kylin and Kylin would fo the same to me if need be. Would he though?I don't even think he likes me. At least not like I like him. I not even sure that we will ever be together. That he would ever see me as anything more than the girl he always has to save.I hope he onr day sees me as someone he could potentially fall in love with but then we fall in love. Then what?We cannot actually ever be together. He is a fairy. I am a werewolf. It is much more easy for a werewolf to be with a human than a Fairy and it is even very hard with a human.A werewolf being with a human is the greatest crime ever according to werewolf laws. It leads to complete exile from the pack. The werewolf and his or her offspring throughout the generations that follows would be considered as enemies of the packs. If they are not put to death for committing that grievous crime, they are banished for
~NATHAN DENVON~ Everything hurts. Seeing her again after all these year makes my heart beat way more than it should. Holding her close makes my wolf come alive in a way that I did not know was possible. “Nathan.” A drop of tears slid from her eyes. She felt fragile in my arms. “I'm sorry,” she said. I swallowed, wishing that I could swallow down the nervousness but no such luck. My heart thudded like never before. All those years, all those time, I had dreamt of meeting her again. I.had thought about all the hurtful things I will say to her. I had imagined how fulfilled I would feel as I watch her whole world crumble into pieces in the same way she had made my whole world crumble. I had thought that there was no way I would ever forgive her, regardless of how much she begs but seeing her now, the realization that I will do anything for her hit me like a thousand bricks. “I didn't mean to. I just had to protect you. I…” she rambled on. “I understand,” I replied even though I
~HAZEL~Despite myself, despite the confident that I thought I had built, I trembled. I could no longer see him as the sinless blameless hero that I had grown up seeing him as. I could no longer see him as my father. To me now, he was nothing but the beastly monster who had taken away everything good in my life.He never treated Valencia nicely when she was still here. He did not care that she's the mother of his children. He always made her do whatever he wanted her to do, he never cared what she wanted. I have caught mom…Valencia crying a lot of times. She was only a trophy for him to show off, even I knew this.I guess she could no longer take that so she fled.And then Zander. My calm, gentle, thoughtful, younger brother! He suffered the brunt of father's wickedness the most. He was made the scapegoat for things that had nothing to do with him. He was made to carry pain that someone his age shouldn't.Ever since he was a little boy, it was obvious that my father hated him. Even
~HAZEL~I stayed totally silent as the journey continued from that road to my father's estate. I could not speak despite the numerous questions I wanted to ask Ashford. My whole life was unraveling in front of my eyes. Everything that I had thought to be true felt like a huge lie. My whole life felt like a huge lie.You grow up seeing your parents as your heroes and your protectors. I grew up without my mother, she died a few months after I was born from post-partum complications.Apparently, she was never meant to have a child, her womb was not structured to carry a child, the doctor had told her so. My father had begged mom to just give up but she wouldn't. She always wanted a child. She always wanted to be a mother.Father said she died holding me with a smile on her face but I highly doubt that. I cannot help but wonder if she wished she had preserved her life instead.I cannot help but feel like I am to blame for her death.I grew up without ever knowing my mom. My father was my
~NATHAN DENVON~My heart rate quickened as I stood in the doorway of the junky looking garage that Valencia's body was in. Something did not feel right because she clearly looked unalive but it did not feel that way within me.Within me, my wolf roused with excitement. It yearned to be closed to her. I yearned to hug her close. I felt this sort of thirst that I have never felt before. It felt like I had been in the desert for years and I just finally found the oasis.Valencia is my oasis. Despite how much I like to deny it, I do not truly hate her. How can I ever hate her? She's my mate after all.As I moved closer to her, two emotions became more and more heightened. There was the fear, the stupid fear that she might indeed be dead. The other feeling was more felt by my wolf than me. It was one of excitement.It (my wolf) danced crazily within me. That deep feeling that I should have buried rose firmly.I touched Valencia's face. It was warm to my touch, strange. Her skin also had th
~HAZEL~I stood in the street just outside the Croft's estate. My phone was held firmly in my hand as the sun threatened to melt me. I decided not to stay in front of the Crofts’ mansion because I do not want to bring problems to them anymore. They have done so much for me. Their son is in danger because of me, the best I can do is leave quietly.It hurts that I did not get to say goodbye to Queen Isabella but I know her enough to know that she would not let me go if I had told her I wanted to. The king Lucian does not care either way. The only reason he tolerated my presence in their house in the first place was because of his wife and son.With each passing day, it seemed like his patience for me, his willingness to keep me in his house without retaliating was getting smaller. At some point, without him saying or doing anything, I feared that he might do something horrible to me.It was not hard for me to escape the palace. Nobody cares to babysit a wandering werewolf. All attentio
VALENCIA As the party progressed, I could not get my mind off how almost identical to Hazel the woman was, could not get over how familiar she looked. She looked like someone I had seen before in passing, like someone unimportant in the moment whose identity I had failed to register even though t
-ZANDER -Oh fuck! She heard! What if she saw me? What if she knows that I was there?What would I do if she finds out that I know more than I should?I do my best to stay invisible. My presence causes a lot of disruption. I have known from young age that I am not wanted so I learnt from a young
SHEILA “My lady! This looks so beautiful on you! It matches your eyes,” she said, staring up at me with that glint in her eyes. The same shy glint that stays in her eyes as she stares at my naked body as I get out of my night gown. I mostly pretend not to notice the glint because even though sh
VALENCIA Alexandro dug his fingers into my upper arm. My cheek still hurts from where he had hit me, my head thudded like there was a drum playing inside of it, a drum that was unwilling to stop regardless of the pain it was causing me.“Did you hear me Valencia?!” “Mine!” He yelled with fiery an







