Not entirely sure what was happening I shook his hand anyway. It had been a while since anyone reached out to shake mine. “Harlyn Sage.““On your way to school? Shall we walk together?“ He chirped excitedly.What a strange boy. I doubted he knew who he was about to walk with.“I don't think that's such a great idea,” I turned on my feet to walk away. However, he stepped right by my side to walk with me.“Why not?“ He asked with a curious tone.He's new after all, he wouldn't know the train wreck and social weapon that I was. I side glanced at him. He looked quite nice. I didn't want him to find out why.“You'll find out eventually,” I simply muttered, picking up my pace.He followed suit.“ Well until then, I would very much like a walk. I haven't made many friends here.““The social type, I see,” I scoffed lightly.“Not really but it wouldn't hurt to get familiar with people in an unfamiliar place,” he retorted with a small grin.“True,” I shrugged. “How many have you gotten familiar
“You shameless whore!“ She screeched before slapping me right in the face.“Tess! Not in public,” Her friends hurried to pull her away from me, swinging their heads left and right to catch who may be looking.Tears pooled in my eyes as my anger brewed. I clenched my fists staring at her as she continued to rage on and her friends held her back. “Let go of me! I'm just getting started with the little bitch.“Not in public? That was all they had to say for me? Since when had my life become so sad that the only defense I deserved was an attempt to save her reputation?“I'm so sick of this,” I muttered to myself.“It's not enough he rejected you, you're still going on to throw yourself at him. How shameless can you get, Who do you think you—” She didn’t finish because a slap had cut off her sentence.My eyes widened in shock as the scene unfolded. Khalid stood right in front of her, shielding me. I hadn’t noticed when he moved. I watched as his hand rose once again before falling to strik
I froze. “Your place?““Sort of,” he admitted. “It’s not far. A quiet spot out of the way. Nobody will bother you there. Well nobody you wouldn't want to bother you would be there, I think.“I bit my lip, torn between skepticism and the undeniable fact that I had no better options. Higan and Tess were both unpredictable, and my mom didn’t need more reasons to worry about me.“Fine,” I relented after a moment, sighing. “But if this is some kind of trap—”“You’ll bite me again?” he teased with a grin.I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help the faint smile tugging at my lips.After all, I could be dead this time tomorrow, I should appreciate the little funny things in life even if it's a bipolar boy with the face of an angel.Khalid hailed a cab and we both quickly jumped into the backseats. I took the time to text Becca about my inevitable absence from school. She sent a thumbs up as a reply. I told myself she cared in her way.The drive was quiet, the tension in the air lingering despite K
“Daughter of who?” I squinted my eyes at the strange statement he made. “Gaiyetre? Who is Gaiyetre?”Did he think I was someone else?The name felt foreign on my tongue like it didn’t belong in my vocabulary or even in my world. Yet in some strange way, it struck something, a peculiar and unshakable sense of familiarity that I couldn’t comprehend.Gaiyetre.Ethan didn’t answer right away. His eyes simply held onto mine with unnerving intensity, as though he were searching for something hidden in them. The silence stretched between us, heavy and stifling, like a thunderstorm about to break.I shifted uncomfortably, my arms crossing over my chest. The way he looked at me made my skin tingle, but not entirely in an unpleasant way. It was a strange sizzling warmth gently crashing over me.“Why are you staring at me like that?” I finally snapped, trying to mask my unease with annoyance. “It’s rude, you know!” I mumbled with a frown.The sharpness of my voice seemed to pull him back. He loo
The sound of my name sent another wave of strange warmth down my body. I forced myself to nod before hurrying past Abigail and out into the living room. “Be careful of what? I already have things to be careful of,” I said to myself, the exhaustion of the day growing heavy on my shoulders. I wasn't paying attention before but the mansion was truly impressive. The study was just as extravagant with dark wood furniture and towering shelves filled with books I couldn’t imagine anyone reading. Khalid was lounging sideways in a chair by the window, his expression lighting up when he saw me. He's way too friendly for someone I just met hours ago. “There you are,” he said, motioning for me to sit. “How was your chat with Ethan?” I hesitated, unsure how to answer, settling to lean against a desk. “We didn’t talk about much.” Khalid raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced, but he didn’t press the issue. Instead, he leaned back in his chair, his playful grin returning. “Who would, se
The peculiar sight of Ethan on the bedroom floor was jarring. His face was twisted in agony as he lay against the wall, his body shaking with visible pain. But his eyes confessed the worst as it glowed an eerie, unnatural gold."I’m fine," Ethan muttered through gritted teeth, but it was clear to me he wasn’t. The glow in his eyes flickered as he locked gazes with me, and his voice faltered. "You need to leave."It was a command, not a request, but my feet felt like they were stuck in place. I couldn’t tear my gaze away from him. I had a growing desire to help, to ease whatever agony he was in.I stepped close despite his protest but to my dismay, another wave of pain seemed to tear through him."Ethan?" I asked softly, stepping forward slowly. I wasn’t sure why but I needed to make sure he was okay.His eyes snapped to mine, wearing his pain and frustration in a look that sent a chill down my spine. "Please," he whispered, his breath shallow. "Get out."Behind me, Khalid’s voice cut
A damp, foggy forest loomed before me once again, its oppressive silence weighing heavily on my chest. This time, the cold was sharper, biting into my skin.I glanced down and gasped. Blood soaked through my torn white shirt, smearing my chest in dark streaks. My breath hitched as I touched the ragged fabric, the pain searing. It was as though claws had raked through me.This again.I took a shaky step forward, my heart racing as fragments of my last dream surfaced—the white wolf, its piercing gaze, its claws tearing through me as it snarled for me to wake up. My knees trembled at the memory. Knowing it was a dream did little to comfort me. It felt real, too real.A low howl shattered the stillness, mournful and filled with pain. I spun around, my pulse pounding in my ears. My voice cracked as I whispered to myself, “Why is this happening? I am here again. This isn't just a dream.”Another set of new questions. Exhaustion overwhelmed me, and I collapsed to the damp ground, clutching m
Ethan’s golden eyes burned through the darkness, and my breath faltered as his hand slowly slipped away from my mouth.His scent caressed my nose. He smelt heavily of the forest like he ran to come here. It was alarming, the way his heat pulled me closer the longer he sat in front of me.“May I know why you're in my room telling me not to scream your name out to everyone on this street?“ I harshly whispered as I tried to push my instincts aside to ask.Every nerve in my body was on edge, screaming for answers, for action—but the way he was looking at me, so raw and gentle, left me unguarded. His eyes were not in their usual green either and the gold was pulling me in.“I couldn’t stay away,” Ethan admitted, his voice low and gravelly. His confession hung heavy in the air. “Being so close to you—it’s not helping.” He clenched his jaw.My cheeks flushed at his words, and my mouth dried up as I gaped. He broke into my room to tell me that.I caught his gaze dropped to my lips, and I felt
The moment my bare feet met the moist grass of the forest in my dreamscape, I felt it.A sentient shift in the atmosphere.The air felt denser and fully charged with something electric and violent. The trees rustled as they trembled and recoiled from a storm brewing. The usual scent of petrichor and pine was tainted with the acrid burn of unnatural.And there they were.My wolf, white fur stained with mud and an onyx liquid, her eyes burning with molten golden fury.And her opposition. Me.Or rather, the version of me I had come to fear. My doppelganger, the Melbringer. The last time I'd encountered her in my dreamscape, she nearly killed me with her wrath. It looked like my wolf had now taken my place.She swung around wreathed in smoke and tresses, flickering between substance and shadow. Her pallid eyes squinted sharp with amusement with lips curled in a delighted smirk. Whatever was happening, she was relishing it.An opaque filmy force coiled around her fingers, twisting through
I rubbed my palms together before holding them to my face. The thrill rushed through me, bubbling up like a spark catching fire. I would see them pretty soon too.I was going home to my parents, to my mom, to my dad, to Becca, and the rest of Springville.A tightening sensation pulled at the tips of my fingers as my body slowly began to run cold. The rest of Springville? My hands dropped to my sides. To Higan, my mate who had rejected me?My gaze fell to the ground as my body ran colder. I had somehow forgotten about a huge chunk of my life in Springville. The bullying, the rejection, the ostracizing.What would happen when I returned? I proposed that my parents let me stay the rest of the school term at home and my mom agreed but what about college after? Summer break? I would still be in town, under The rule of Higan Sinclair as the Alpha.“Harlyn love?“ Tyler shook me lightly by the shoulder, his voice dipping light with concern.I blinked quickly, forcing a smile. “Sorry, I just g
I adjusted the silver ribbons on the black stair hands before stepping back slightly to assess my work. The mansion’s grand staircase shimmered with strands of warm twinkly lights, and a small tree stood proudly in the foyer waiting to be decorated."Too much, too soon?" I asked with a soft hum, peering at Khalid, who shuffled by the railings hanging garlands in an ugly beige Christmas sweater and denim.He shot me a playful crease of his nose and a smirk. "No such thing. It’s December."My lips quirked up faintly before I exhaled, my fingers lightly tracing the pine needles. The scent of wine and pecan pie wafted through the room with the gentle rhythm of the perky holiday playlist Khalid had insisted on.Boxes of decorations were sprawled across the floor, and tangled vines of mini light bulbs snaked over the furniture like rebellious ivy.It was a heavy contrast from the sight at home when it was just me and my parents. We always made early preparations but none of it rivaled the g
I inhaled deeply, swallowing down the knot growing in my throat. Shaking the lingering tension from my limbs, I shifted my stance and prepared myself.Ethan’s movements remained measured, and deliberate, as if he had all the time in the world to wear me down. And he did. After a while, I was running on fumes, my breaths had grown short and my muscles ached beyond possible redemption. Or so it felt.But I still had enough in me to show I hadn't been playing around in the time that had passed.I pushed forward, my fists tightening as I launched myself at him, aiming for his side. He dodged swiftly, effortless as ever, his body shifting with a frustrating smoothness that made it feel like he was barely trying. Again.I didn't have the energy to dwell on the difference in experience. I simply twisted my heel to strike again. As expected, he caught my wrist mid-swing, his grip firm but not bruising. My pulse lurched, heat and ice warring in my veins.His dark emerald eyes flickered with so
Dressed in the same dark bodysuit as Caleb, Ethan stood in the center of the room with an air of composed authority as he adjusted his digital wristband. His hair had been trimmed shorter and he seemed to have gained mass in some way.What had he been doing? Why was he here in particular? His presence was an instant, unwelcome disruption to the fragile sense of calm I had built over the past weeks.I immediately stiffened, my fingers curled into my palms as I stopped in my tracks and my lips curled in distaste.Caleb, for his part, didn’t seem surprised. He merely gave Ethan a curt nod before turning to me. “I’ll leave you two to it.”He was in on it, of course. I scowled but said nothing, watching as Caleb exited the room, leaving me alone with the one person I least wanted to see.Ethan finally looked up to meet my eyes, my heart pulsed with gentle tremors. It only irritated me further. I hadn't seen him in so long and all he was doing was staring.He seemed to be studying me with a
He studied me for a moment, his tone even. “No offense Harlyn but you're not that formidable to insight much fear in any one of us. We've been around for quite some time, we've dealt with plenty of things, not much counts as scary anymore.”I blinked in surprise. “Okay?“ I flushed from embarrassment, scoffing, “So what's the problem?“From my doppelganger's speculation, they were supposed to be scared of me. Not that I was hoping they would be but that would be the only logical explanation as to their distance.“They don’t think you like them,” he cut straight to the point. “We have played a certain part in your life so far that you've voiced to be infuriating. They believe you dislike them for it and technically you're the one avoiding them.”I had resented them in the heat of my shift but it was for what they had taken part in, keeping me here, hiding things from me, and following Ethan’s orders like my life was something they could dictate. My resentment wasn’t actually for any of
The air carried a subtle scent of pomegranates I suspected was from the new shampoos Khalid bought me two days ago after I got myself a new hairdo. The room was quiet, save for the occasional rustle of pages as I flipped through yet another book on self-control.I wasn’t sure how much good they were doing.Somehow the last conversation I had with Ethan two weeks ago still made a point to play in my mind in unshakable echoes. His explanation about the original werewolf bloodlines, his tales of meeting my apparent mother, Gaiyetre, the mark, and then the warning.'...now that you’re aware of it, you might start waking up parts of yourself that have been dormant this whole time... your real abilities could start manifesting. Things beyond just speed or heightened senses...'To my dismay, he wasn’t wrong. I had been feeling it. Every day since my shift. Some force inside me had been shifting and stirring uncontrolled.The energy in my limbs felt heavier, and denser, like I was carrying a
I dropped my hands to catch what was happening. Out of the corner of my eyes, I picked up the sight of his hands retracting into his pocket, cradling a syringe.“He-he injected me with…” my words slurred, failing to ring out loud enough for anyone to hear over the growing commotion.Before I could try to say more, my legs gave out and I fell.“You'll be fine,” I heard the blue-eyed man whisper to me. It wasn't particularly menacing but I was still terrified.My entire body protested against giving in to whatever liquid was pulsing in my veins at the moment but I couldn't help it, I was fading away.Why wasn't my body countering its effects? That was my last question for the night before I passed out.xxxI was startled right awake sitting atop a soft plushy surface. With a casual feel under my fingers, I quickly realized it was a bed.“Huh?“ I uttered in confusion recognizing the pale green lily lace pattern on the sheets of the bed.It was the same in my room given to me by Ethan. A
I broke Tyler's neck.He will be fine given if Ethan was telling the truth about them being Immortal but the weight of what I had just done threatened to swallow me whole.However, My legs didn't give me room to breathe, survival screamed louder. The others would be coming, I had to move. So, I spun on my heel and bolted down the stairs, the large doors clear in sight to run through. I headed right for it but I hadn’t expected my unnatural speed.The world blurred into slithery beams around me as I tore through the mansion past the lingering silhouettes of Abigail and Caleb. I didn’t stop to register their expressions, I only had time to acknowledge the thunder of my own heartbeat.I was fast. Faster than I had ever been.The wind rushed past my hair as I shot through the estate’s iron gates, my feet barely registering the pavement under my soles. My muscles hummed with an electrifying energy, each stride propelling me forward at an inhuman pace.It was exhilarating.For a quick momen