"Um, so you're just gonna be here?" I asked Rick.Rick was part of the security detail Tristan had allocated to me.And to be honest, I wasn't exactly thrilled.Rick seemed nice, don't get me wrong, I mean so far he hadn't spat the word 'halfling' in my face orgiven me an accusatory look like pretty much everyone had been doing so far.Hey, it's not like I had summoned the Van Cliffe wolves.To be honest, I was as curious about why they had come after me as well ."Yes, Luna." He responded. "But don't worry, it will be like we're not even here."I looked behind him at the minivan we had come back in, at the six other soldiers who were alreadyscouting the area.I nodded, "um, okay, thanks. I'll be heading in now." I told him."Okay, Luna." He spoke with a bow.I sighed. I didn't even have the energy to argue with that title right now. I turned around and headed up to the houseTristan had wanted to escort me home but he had emergency meetings to chair and not to mention,wolves to
"You look like a princess!" Hazel gasped. I ran my hand down the fabric of my dress, smoothing it over before taking in a deep breath. "You think so?" I asked. She nodded as she came around the dress, lifting the skirt. "It's so flowy." I smiled. Aunt Sarah was a miracle workerKat and I had gone from store to store for days looking for the perfect dress. But nothing we found was good enough. And if they were, they were way above my budget. Roman had offered to pay but I had firmly refused him. I knew that he usually saved the money he got from working for Uncle Victor because his foster parents hardly gave him a penny. And he was still a few weeks away from getting his AAP allowance. I wasn't at all comfortable with taking money from Roman. Kat and I had pretty much given up on finding a dress for the ball until Aunt Sarah came to the rescue. She had a seamstress friend, Miss Rachel, who had been making bridesmaid dresses. One of the dresses had been left behind because
"Two words! Therapy sucks!" Kat yelled as she stormed into the room, slamming the door open.She threw her backpack on the floor."I mean, I like Dr Vega, I really do. She seems like a nice lady and she always wears the coolest pantssuits but all that talk about my 'unspoken' feelings and my ‘stored up anger’ and finding 'healthy'outlets and - what's wrong with you?" Kate stopped ranting when she saw me on the floor, sittingwith my legs pulled up to my chest.I gulped when I looked up at her."Close the door." I whispered. She closed the door behind her and looked at me in confusion"You're not having some weird PTSD reaction to your attack, are you?" She asked bluntly.I looked at her.Wasn't therapy supposed to be making her more empathetic?"Because that's ridiculous. You do know they're like six ripped soldiers out there standing guard foryou, right?"She didn't even stop to listen to me before she continued speaking. "You will not believe how everyone at school was talking
They told me not to think about him too much. Because that would only make me sad.But I do. I do think about him every single day.I think about the slight scattering of freckles on his nutmeg skin. I think about the deep coils in his hair and his long fingertips, I think about his name - Roman. A name which has always been fit for a man like him.But most of all, I think about his eyes and their peculiar shade of grey. I had never seen eyes that shade before I met him.For some reason, they remind me of the moon. Especially when he stood in different lights. I'd like to think his eyes also reflected his moods.Did you know that when an eclipse happens, there are two shadows cast? The first is called the umbra and it gets smaller as it goes away from the sun. The second shadow is called the penumbra and it gets larger as it goes away from the sun.I used to think Roman was as beautiful as the moon. But I never looked at him during an eclipse. I forgot that you needed the light to see
Ten minutes later, Kat and I hurried downstairs. I was now fully dressed in the Silvercrest Academy school uniform, except unlike Kat, I had opted to not wear the school blazer and went with the standard blue button down knit sweater instead and my skirt wasn’t as short as Kat’s, it was the standard length. But then again with Kat’s long legs, skirts always seemed to be too short on her.The scent of bacon immediately caught my attention, the dining room table had already been set and Aunt Sarah’s delicacies awaited us.We found Aunt Sarah in the kitchen, she was in the process of bagging some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and Parker was seated at the island eyeing her sternly.“Mother, we talked about the crusts.” His tone sounded threatening. Parker is the cutest five year old I’ve ever met but his cuteness easily crosses into scary when something isn’t done his way.Aunt Sarah rose her brows at her youngest son in shock.“Morning Auntie S!” I greeted as I went over to place a
Just as I expected, the minute we walked through the doors of Silvercrest academy, we were met with stares and whispers.Some people even had the courage to point.“I am seriously about to kick someone’s ass.” Kat spoke before growling at a group of girls who were staring. They immediately scrambled in fear.“Just ignore them.” I told her remembering Aunt Sarah and Uncle Victor’s advice.I had spent so much of my life keeping my head down that I was used to it by now. People would always talk, it was inevitable. My job was to not care or at least pretend not to.A bunch of freshmen came running past us almost knocking me over. Kat held me steady just in time.“Hey, pups! You’ve been changing for all of two minutes, do you want me to come over and teach you what an actual grown werewolf can do?” She called out after them, clenching her fists.“Maybe the halfling should learn something about balance.” One yelled back causing all of them to burst out laughing before they ran off.Kat lo
"I heard you almost got killed by the Melroses."Kat and I turned around to see our friend, Christopher, who had just taken a seat next to Kat. We were in the school hall, where everyone was gathering for our assembly. We had our assembly every Monday of the week to get briefed on anything important that was happening in the school.Kat leaned back on the chair she sat on, putting her feet up on the chair in front of her. She had long enough legs to comfortably do such things. And we did have a lot of room in the back roll. People tend to steer clear of the outcasts. "I think you mean they almost got their butts handed to them." She threw an arm over my shoulder. "Cryss and I totally had it under control."I threw Kat's arm away. "Speak for yourself. I was so close to peeing my pants." I hissed, shooting her a glare to show that I wasn't okay with her little stunt from earlier.Kat rolled her eyes. "You, my dearest cousin, need to grow a pair.""No, you, need to learn some self contr
.Wait - what the actual...Suddenly all the excitement died down and the room became silent.Chris looked at me with his jaw dropped and Kat just looked confused.“Huh?” She sounded.My thoughts exactly. Did they get our names mixed up?“Crystal Swan.” Bridgette repeated.No that was definitely my name but why was she saying it? I wasn’t on that list. I couldn’t be. I didn’t even apply!“Cryss, get up there.” Chris whispered.Huh?My mind was blank at that moment. My feet stuck to the ground.Go up there?No, no, no, no. This was a mistake. I did not apply for this program hence my name could not have been called out. This was a day time dream. A nightmare in fact. If I waited a bit longer, it would end.One Mississippi, two Mississippi...Nope. Still here.Everyone was staring at me.No way. I was not getting up. I would get up and Courtney and Bea would burst out laughing. This must have been one of their practical jokes.Hardy ha ha, girls, I’m not falling for it.“Cryss.” Chris h