StaceyThe paper is crumpled and creased, evidence of my anxiety and nerves as I stare at it. The sunlight streaming through the window casts a warm glow on the room, illuminating the cluttered desk and scattered clothes on the floor. I can see my messy hair and dark circles under my eyes from the lack of sleep. Aurora would be here shortly to help me get ready for our girls’ night.But before any of that could happen, there was one person I needed to see. I knew he would have the answers, and I wasn’t going to let him get away with this. I needed to know the truth. If I was going to have fun tonight or drown my sorrows, I wanted answers. I swung my legs off the bed, keeping the note clutched tightly in my hand as I walked over to the wardrobe looking for something to wear. My ankle was feeling better, so I guess propping it up had helped briefly, at least. Another couple of hours and hopefully it would be good as new.I found a pair of black gym shorts and a sports bra to put on. It w
JadenI had left Caleb and Sebastian feeling like an utter failure. Felicity was more dangerous than I had realised. I had been too hell bent on bringing her, as she was my fated mate and I needed her to participate in these games. Now I wish I had never brought her here.The footage of the last round in the games replayed in my mind. Whilst Stacey and Gemma were trying to avoid each other. Felicity had found out about the Arachne and released the latch. She had used the smallest of twigs to pop it open before covering it in leaves, so neither Stacey nor Gemma would have noticed. All she then had to do was charge them both in that direction and they fell to what she hoped would be their death.I underestimated her. Despite the footage of the Arachne attacking Gemma, Stacey, and Felicity, I had underestimated its strength. As it sunk its fangs into Felicities leg, I struggled to focus on administering the antidote and getting us out of the arena. Hunter was firing darts at the beast, bu
Jaden“Are you kidding me!” She snaps her face, twists in anger, eyebrows furrowed and lips drawn into a tight line. Despite her attempts to push me away and break free from my grasp, I hold her firmly against the door. She’s pissed, that’s good. It will help her move on. I push her back until her back hits the door as I cage her in on either side. I keep a narrow gap between our bodies, but just so she can’t feel how fucking hard I am for her. I can feel her body heat as she glares at me. “Get off of me. If you have chosen her, just say it! I knew this would happen!” her voice cracks with hurt and betrayal, breaking like shattered glass against my chest and piercing my soul in the process. But I held my ground, knowing that this was the only way to set her free.I hate hurting her. But I won’t let her die, or Felicity will get her hands on her. I’m protecting her. I press my lips together, squashing down any emotions until my eyes are void of anything. I can’t risk her seeing the lie
StaceyWith each word Jaden spoke, my hands clenched into fists and my blood boiled with fury. I kept a neutral expression on my face as I stared at him, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing how much he was affecting me. But inside, I was seething. He always tried to control me, telling me what to do and pushing me away. And now, I could see the pain and desperation in his eyes as he commanded me once again. “Close your eyes, forget this conversation and leave,” I wanted to scream at him, ask him why he was avoiding me. But instead, I closed my eyes at his command, trying to calm myself down. As his lips pressed against my forehead, I breathed in his scent - a mixture of spice, vetiver, and the lingering smell of smoke from the last cigarette he had smoked. Only then did I notice the tears falling from his eyes onto my cheek. It broke my heart to see him like this - so vulnerable and hurting. But even at that moment, I couldn’t bring myself to forgive him for the way he trea
Stacey It was a large room, spacious and elegantly decorated with a large four-poster bed taking centre stage. The white linen and plush fur blanket draped over the bed created a cosy atmosphere. A faint scent of vanilla and lavender, likely from the fresh linens, with multiple fluffy pillows and cushions scattered on top. A wardrobe stood on one side of the room, contrasting the dark hardwood floors that were covered by a thick, soft rug.On the other side sits a vanity, mirrors reflecting the soft glow of the room. Near the back is a door, most likely leading to a bathroom. As I shut the door, my gaze falls upon a gigantic mirror spanning the entire length of the wall, reflecting on the bed and the rest of the room. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and feel a twinge of unease at the thought of seeing myself sleeping on that bed.I dragged my feet into the bedroom, pausing in front of the full-length mirror to fix my ponytails and rubbed my glassy eyes. Collapsing onto the
StaceySteam swirled around me as I stepped out of the shower, my skin still damp and tingling. I reached for my make-up bag and delicately applied a thin line of eyeliner and a few coats of mascara to make my blue eyes stand out. I was just reaching for the hairdryer, my hair keeping brown locks cascaded into soft curls, which I hoped would make me feel less naked. Aurora was convinced the answer to all my problems was a well-placed revenge dress … I still needed convincing. I didn’t want Jaden to go on a murderous rampage or worse, attract some other male wolf in an attempt to make him jealous. I voiced these concerns to my friend, who just grinned at me and told me that’s how I would know the dress was working. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at her confidence in this plan.I wore one of the fluffy towel robes that was stored in the wardrobe of my room as Aurora took the other one, finishing off her makeup. I felt mildly better about my dress when I saw what she was wearing. It wa
StaceyThe neon sign outside The Bluemoon Tap glowed in the night, drawing in patrons with promises of cheap drinks and a good time. Aurora remembered it was ladies’ night, which meant the place would be packed. The smell of alcohol and sweat hit me as I made my way through a crowd of werewolves. The music pounded from a corner stage where a DJ spun the latest hits. People were packed on the dance floor, moving to the beat. Upstairs, there was a quieter area with plush booths and stools for those who wanted to talk or take a break from dancing. The lights down below flashed in time with the music, while upstairs had a softer ambiance with pink and purple hues illuminating the room.Currently, the four of us had taken a booth. By some miracle, Aurora had convinced the boys not to join us. Sitting in a secluded booth, I sipped on a perfectly mixed cocktail and couldn’t stop laughing with my best friends. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of normalcy return to my life. As we caught up on
JadenWith shaky hands, I reached for the rusty latch and pulled it closed behind me. My heart raced, my breath shallow, as I descended into the dark tunnels below the pack. Each step felt heavier than the last as I made my way to the secluded spot where I could finally catch my breath. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I immediately wiped them away before lighting a cigarette. I took a deep drag, feeling the smoke fill my lungs and calm my nerves. I reminded myself that I had made the right decision - to protect her at all costs.As I stared at the note in my hands, my fingers shook. Felicity’s ultimatum echoed through my mind: choose me or lose her forever. I swept a hand through my hair, feeling the tension building inside me. I had to find a way to deal with Felicity before I could even think about winning back my little pumpkin. She had warned me that she was planning something, and I couldn’t risk Stacey getting caught in the crossfire. Letting her go was the smartest decision, but