Just a quick check in to say two things: I just hit one thousand followers, which—WOW. Trying not to freak out. This means the world to me, sitting at a corner of my room in the hostel, writing after a grueling day of classes. Telling stories can feel like shouting into a loud echo chamber, but with you all here it’s started to be a little less like that. I see all of your comments, and all I can say is that I have a couple of things up my sleeves haha. Here’s to bigger milestones! The second is a brief update. There will be a chapter tomorrow, and another on Saturday, but as my exams kick off next week I won’t be able to write throughout. I apologize for that, and in my defense this degree thing is kind of serious. Stay safe everyone. Mathieu.
Layla’s POVI let out a muffled groan as I slammed to the ground, rolling through the dirt floor like a rag doll, and my ears picked up the sound of the crowd descending into pandemonium around me but there was nothing I could do about it.My chest was a maze of pain, and if it weren’t for the sound
“You should’ve taken me out when you still had the chance to.”That was all she said. One moment, there was some distance between us, but in the next she seemed to materialise in front of me, and I heard the sound of my cheek bone fracturing as she backhanded me even before I felt it. My chest was
Layla’s POVI was aware of nothing—not the physical or mental strains I had suffered in my fight with Morgan; not even my own body.Nothing existed beyond the smooth wall of obsidian darkness for the first few moments, and then I felt something. A warm glow started pulsing through me, chasing out t
There was also an incessant whooshing sound coming from her, and a few moments passed before I realised that it was… the sound of blood pumping through her veins?No, I thought to myself, that couldn’t be. Werewolves had enhanced hearing capabilities, but to pick up on these kinds of things I would’
Layla’s POVMy first kill, I thought to myself, letting out a steady breath.This was the predominant thought on my mind as I gazed at Morgan’s glassy-eyed stare, which looked up into the clear blue sky above us.I could’ve tried convincing myself that they wouldn’t remain forever sightless, but the
‘Can you smell?’ I asked Lea cautiously.My heart raced in my chest as hope twisted around inside it, and when my wolf drew back at my question before giving a small cautious nod, her eyes widening like she had only just realised it, I didn’t feel relieved.Instead, I felt afraid. What sort of powe
Hector’s POVI was in the middle of a Zoom call with Michael McKenzie—the current Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack and Xavier’s father—discussing possible ways to further solidify the fragile alliance we were building between our Packs, when I felt it. Or rather, its lack.It was this absence that made
The thought of opening her up to danger like that had terrified me, but there was also a cautious optimism too, so the fact that she may have come to danger now seemed to me the cruellest joke that fate could play.I wanted to rage until my voice grew ragged from the unfairness of it all, but I didn