A young boy with brown hair and a combination of sea green and turquoise blue eyes walks in the wallway of their mansion. He was following a middle aged man while he was telling him about the history of their family. “I don’t understand why I have to learn about this.” The young boy says this while grumpily kicking the carpet. “Young Master Gabriel!” Rupert, the man that he was following and also the butler of their family, cast him a disapproving glare. “Please stop. You might hit and break something!” The boy rolls his eyes. He places his hands in his pockets with a huff. “Can we just skip this for some other time? I have football practice to attend to.” The butler raises a brow at him. “Didn’t your father ground you for three days because you hit someone?” “Just let me do anything other than give me a history lesson about the second Alpha! I mean, what’s so interesting about his story anyway?” Gabriel tried to keep his temper in check because his wolf might just decide to tak
Dear Diary,Hi. It's Gabriella. This is the first time I've kept a diary so excuse me if this turns out awkward.I decided to write because something weird happened to me last week - until now actually - and I badly needed someone to confide in since I don't have any friends.You see, Diary, last week when I was heading home from school, I happened to pass by this dark alleyway by the Angel's boutique. What I saw there was a group of guys harassing this kid. They were circling him like sharks ready to take a bite at its prey. One of them pushed the boy threateningly and said something that I couldn't quite hear.The boy didn't move. He only stood there with his hands in his jacket pocket. His head cast downward like he was bored. The light was very dim but I could just make out his coal
Sitting through trig class with my pen balanced between my lips and nose is a great distraction from the boring topic of triangles and formulas. I hate being in school because they sometimes force you to learn a subject that would not be useful to you in the future. What if I want to become a dancer? An artist? A rock star? Would I still solve for the missing side of the triangle commonly known as X?My name is Gabriella Bryce.I hate math.I don't have friends - I am not sure if that is something that I should be proud of.Well, it's not like I don't try to approach my classmates or try to interact. It’s just that I have a weird smile.No, it's not the type of smile that involves weird and rotten teet
The cold fall air blasted me in the face the moment I got out of the school. It was freezing out here. Lucky for me that I was wearing a pullover to school today, or else I might shiver all the way back home."Yeesh! I just had to fall asleep in the library." I muttered to myself and pulled out my phone once again to check and see if my mom or dad called me.Nothing. Hopefully, they are still working.My father got a job here as a doctor in Oldridge Hospital. My mother also works there as a nurse.Yeah, my father is a doctor, and my mother is a nurse. I think we all can imagine how they met: One day, my mother accidentally stabbed her hand with a knife while handling it to the doctor, making them call another doctor – my dad – to mend her wounds. According to
"I like your smile." That one caught me off guard.I raised my eyes towards his face and arched an eyebrow at him. "Come again?" Is my hearing alright? Because I think I just heard him say something weird.The guy smirked and offered me his hand. "My name is Aelfric Beaumont. And I like your smile." He said again.What did he say? His name is Prick? Well, that's not cool.I took his hand in a shake. "Um...I'm...." I was about to say my name when I realized that I didn’t even know this guy. For all I know, he might not even go to our school. Heck, I don't even think I've seen him. Maybe he just moved here? In any case, I have to play it safe first. "My name is not important, but nice to meet you, Prick.""It's Aelfric."
The next day, I got up early and dressed for school. It was warm out, so I settled for a pale pink collar shirt and some boyfriend jeans, slipped on some white vans, pulled my hair into a ponytail, and I'm ready to go.I grabbed my backpack from the floor and headed to my desk to collect my homework. I arranged it and folded it in two before placing them between my trigonometry book, which is too big and heavy for its worth.I surveyed my room for one last time to make sure I had not forgotten a single thing.Happy with myself, I headed for my dresser and frowned when I saw the cracked mirror. I tapped it last night to prevent it from running even further and break the whole thing apart. But now that I am looking at it, I couldn't help but pity the state that it's in. I made a mental note that I would have its mirro
I grabbed my things from my locker and slammed it shut in my frustration. The second letter that I have from him is now crumpled in my fist. Does he think this is some romance crap where he would write me a love letter like some regular schoolboy confessing to a girl?Ha! If that's what he wants, I would gladly turn him down like a regular school girl.I will dump him hard!He better get ready and stays the heck away from me and my life so I can finally pee!I marched out into the football field. It was deserted and empty. Usually, it was full of jocks playing or hanging around. Today, it seemed like they just vanished.I walked and stood by the bleachers as I scanned the area and looked for any signs of lif
The day started out like any normal day – well at least that's what I hoped for.It was a Saturday, and I was having one of those weekends where I get up early even though I don't have school. I took out my phone, attached it to a speaker, and let some music play because I didn't feel like going back to sleep.As soon as I got my laptop, I started humming along to the song while searching YouTube for any fascinating culinary and baking videos. Seriously, some of the recipes are so good that I believe they should be released as a paperback. I was watching one of my favorite channels when I noticed a second voice singing along to the song.As I carefully turned my head to my window, I spotted Prick the hybrid outside humming the tune. Chills ran up my spine.Wh
A young boy with brown hair and a combination of sea green and turquoise blue eyes walks in the wallway of their mansion. He was following a middle aged man while he was telling him about the history of their family. “I don’t understand why I have to learn about this.” The young boy says this while grumpily kicking the carpet. “Young Master Gabriel!” Rupert, the man that he was following and also the butler of their family, cast him a disapproving glare. “Please stop. You might hit and break something!” The boy rolls his eyes. He places his hands in his pockets with a huff. “Can we just skip this for some other time? I have football practice to attend to.” The butler raises a brow at him. “Didn’t your father ground you for three days because you hit someone?” “Just let me do anything other than give me a history lesson about the second Alpha! I mean, what’s so interesting about his story anyway?” Gabriel tried to keep his temper in check because his wolf might just decide to tak
Al barely looked up when Deindra leaps and morphs in the air, shifting into his wolf form to attack. Al barely managed to move and roll away when he landed, but that did not stop Deindra when he runs to chase Al and aimed for his throat. Al raised his paw to protect his neck from getting bitten, but ended up with a bleeding leg. He screams in pain and stands up on his back legs to swipe Deindra’s wolf with his other front paw. As an alpha wolf, there’s no doubt that Al is bigger than Deindra. Even though he is weak, his hits still pack a punch and Deindra released his hold on Al’s paw. Al could have ended it right there, but I guess the delirium that he got from the pain was still in effect because he started to become whoozy. I made a mistake. I was wrong to believe that Al could have handled the situation. We failed to consider the after effects that the curse would cause him. I shouldn’t have listened to him. It doesn’t matter. It has already passed. The only thing that I can
Their worried looks frightened me long before I felt Deindra grab me from behind. His grip on my wrist was so tight that I teared up a bit at the pressure. “I greet thee, Alpha Aelfric Beaumont. This humble beta wolf welcomes you.” “Fuck you.” Al straight up raised his middle finger at his old beta. The distaste in his eyes were so clear when he addressed Deindra. “Stop calling yourself beta when you only got that place because of your father. It was his last request that I chose to grant. If it were up to me, I would have picked a different beta. Someone who isn’t a spoiled wanna be alpha.” Al smirked. “I let you play alpha for a while, but now that I am back, you retaliate and cry like a baby.” Deindra’s growl almost burst my eardrum, making me wince. I really hope that Al will stop teasing him, especially when his beta has me captive. “But you won’t be Alpha for long, you know.” A cocky grin spreads across Al’s lips. “Are you going to challenge me for the position?” His eyes mo
I felt relieved when I saw Tyrelle standing before us, but it was soon dismissed when I saw the look on his face. It was a mixture torn between anger and regret. “How long have you been hiding, pup?” Al broke the awkward silence by asking him a question. “Enough to hear your sappy backstory.” I am guessing that it was supposed to sound insulting, but the right tone just wasn’t there. In fact, he sounds more sorry than insulting Al. He sighs. “I guess you were not behind her kidnapping, huh.” “You got that right.” Tyrelle must not have liked the arrogance in Al’s voice because this time he starts to frown. He marched over to us until he was just a few meters away from Al and I. “That’s nice and all, but I’ll be taking Gabriella home now.” Tyrelle looks at me, and his expression softens when he smiles. Home. The sound of it just reminded me of my parents. “Tyrelle, how are my parents?” “They’re doing fine. They’re worried. The whole pack is looking for you.” He starts to of
Getting chased by wolves should be something that I should be all too familiar with by now. I know that it is kind of sad that I have such a thought, but the world that I am living in isn’t exactly that kind either. I hear the wolf closing in behind me, and this time, I know that I have to act on my own. One of them almost got to me, but I was able to blast it off with a strong gust of wind just enough to send the wolf flying out of my range. There’s no way that I'm going to outrun the wolves. I’m just a mere human - or witch - running in the woods, which is their turf, barefooted. I turned around and waved my hand, sending a cutting beam of light that knocked a branch to the ground and blocked their path. At least that bought me some time. I never thought that there were this many wolves who were against Al as a leader. I know that I have heard a few wolves outside of my room, but not more than a dozen! My feet were bleeding as I climbed a muddy slope. Rocks and branches had pie
I was chained and bound to the bed when I regained consciousness. Not only that, but I was even blindfolded. Doctor Kusher really knows how to use my limitations to his advantage. He knows that I have trouble using my magic if I can’t see. Since I have no sense of time here because there’s no window and I am usually blindfolded or shrouded in darkness. My only update on the outside world is Julie. She’s usually the one who would give me updates, as she’s the only one that’s assigned to feed me during meals. According to her, Tyrelle is already aware of my disappearance and has his whole pack looking for me. According to her, their first suspect is Al and his pack, which will undoubtedly lead to a pack war soon. I wanted to ask her about my parents, but I did not want to talk to her because I was angry at her betrayal. Hell, I literally can’t even look at her because I am blindfolded! “Gabriella, you can’t ignore me forever.” She says. Her voice is low, like she has regrets. “Ple
I woke up in a room that I didn’t recognize. It’s a room with no windows, only a singular door right before the bed that I was sleeping in. I got out of bed immediately and started to look around. I was trying to convince myself not to panic as I headed back to the bed to recall what happened. I looked down at my pajamas and I suddenly remembered how I saw a strange man in my room before everything went dark. I suddenly hugged myself when I shivered out of fear. I was kidnapped. There’s no doubt about that, but the only question I have right now is why? What do these people want with me? I pushed the questions back while I started to head to the door and grabbed the doorknob. I should just ponder my questions later. Right now, I should gather whatever information that I can find inside and outside of this room. There’s really nothing much here aside from a closet, a chair, and a single wooden bed. There was one thing that I did find in the closet, and it was a bathrobe. I wasn’t c
Since Al left, I have been feeling burdened by unwanted feelings. I was angry, but at the same time, I was sad and hurt. Those were troubling feelings that burdened my chest so much that I had to distract myself. For the past few days, I have focused intently on learning magic. I broadened my imagination to the point that I could easily manipulate the stream of my powers. Tyrelle hasn’t spoken to me about the events of that day, which I dearly appreciated. Julie, when she found out, wasn’t that thrilled. She was angry to the point where she told me that we should kill Aelfric for his deceit. It was a side of her that I could barely recognize because it was so out of character for her. It scared me, but I did not make any comment about it. “When will you travel back abroad?” Tyrelle and I are in a yogurt shop and eating massive servings of yogurt. Unlike before, we aren’t hanging out like this because we’re trying to fool anyone. It’s just two friends hanging out and talking after s
“That’s it, Gabriella. Your magic is improving and growing stronger.” Doctor Kusher applauds me while I set the levitated books down. I turn to him gratefully. “Thank you, doctor Kusher.” “You seem rather cheerful these days as well.” He noted. “Yes, I am trying to practice how to smile these days.” I confirm. I am still not used to expressing joy on my face because of years of trying to hide it. “I see.” He chuckles. “It’s good to see you smile, so it won’t worry Master Tyrelle.” I look at him oddly. “Worried? Why would he be worried?” Doctor Kusher looks at me with wide and worried eyes. “I’m sorry, but didn’t Master Tyrelle tell you?” “Tell me what?” I suddenly feel a little nervous because Doctor Kusher seems a little troubled. “Well,” He scratches the back of his head and tries to look away and change the topic. “I think it is about time that we end this lesson-” “Doctor Kusher, what is it that you’re not telling me?” I urged him to talk.Doctor Kusher hesitates, but a