Rayne's POVThe day dissolved into the weekend, and I left the city to go to Mysticrock to see my family. Sal had been gracious enough to take up looking after Roman and Kairen. I had been planning on just simply hiring a nanny, but she had shot down the idea and volunteered to do it. Kairen was old enough to not need breastfeeding anymore, which made my choice to move even easier. But that day, I missed them all, and wanted to see their faces.The first person I saw at the pack house was none other than Sal, who carried Kairen inside a kangaroo baby holder in front of her chest. “Rayne!” She said my name enthusiastically. “How have you been? I was just about to call you.”I hugged her. “It was a really nice first week, but I needed to come home and recharge.” I stroked Kaiden's cheek, and immediately stretched her arms out to me, making cute garbling sounds.Sal unlatched her from the baby holder and carefully handed her over to me. “How long are you around for?”“Just the weekend
Rayne's POVI started the next week at Lakeside University more cautious than I had been at the first. Now, everyone just looked like a suspect waiting to be uncovered. When my mind drifted to someone like Celine or Jacob, I hoped in my heart that neither of them were the killer. I didn't think I had it in me to survive discovering that someone close to me was wicked once again.Celine found me walking down the halls, with her usual smile on her face. She looped her arm in mine and leaned her head on my shoulder. Surely she couldn't have been a murderer . . . right?“So, how'd your weekend go?” she asked.“Pretty well. Went down to go and see my family,” I said quietly. “Oh, they don't live here in the city?”“No. They live . . .” I thought about whether it was worth telling her in-depth information about my family. “At the outskirts.” In the end, I settled for a half-truth. “Wow. It's no wonder you had to come down here to get an apartment. I can't imagine coming from there everyd
Rayne's POVEven without looking back, I could already tell who it was. Boy, was I glad to see him. It didn't matter that minutes ago I was thinking about how nice it was that I didn't cross paths with. Here, he had the very authority I needed to get out of trouble. But I needed to speak up first so that I got the upper hand and not the others.I hoped that the girl behind me had gotten her emotions under control as I pulled away from her and stepped towards Jacob.His eyes narrowed slightly as he watched me get closer to him, but he neither moved nor said anything.“Hello,” I said to him, mustering a small smile. “What's going on here?” he asked again, looking between me and the other girls.I pointed my thumb at the girl I defended. “She was getting bullied, and I had to intervene. I had no idea that his place harbored such people as well,” I made sure to raise the volume of my voice so that my targets could hear it clearly.Jacob turned to the young girl, who now held her large t
Rayne's POVTensions rise between humans and werewolves when a public attack happens. Rayne's secret identity is almost uncovered.Moonshine was the biggest café in the city. Even by 4pm in the evening, people still waited in a row to get their orders. Soft, calming music played inside, giving the place a warm, cozy feel. On the bright side, most of the booths were empty, which made finding a spot to settle down easy. We found a place in one of the inner corners, and sat down, while Jacob went over to get us drinks. Celine pulled out her phone from her bag and quietly scrolled through it. I expected her to try and make some small talk with me, as was clearly in her nature, but she just continued tapping her small fingers over the screen of her phone. “Are you okay?” I asked.She nodded quickly. “Mm-hmm.” More tapping and swiping.“What are you doing?”She leaned in closer to the screen of her phone. I would've liked to see what had captured her attention so completely, but she sat
Rayne's POVChaos erupted. People jumped out of their seats, screaming like it was the end of the world—it might have as well been to some of them. They rushed to the exit of the café, not caring that the creature they were trying to escape from was closer to the exit of the shop than the inside of the shop. I wanted to raise my voice and tell them that they didn't have to be scared of the man since he wasn't a Rogue, but I bit my tongue. There was no better way to tear off my cover and expose me.I shook my head. Why now? Why did the man shift in broad daylight?The wolf in question turned his head heavenward and released a great howl, further eliciting more screams and actions of panic from the people nearby, before bounding off past the café. I wanted to follow him and understand what had just happened, but I couldn't leave Celine and Jacob. Especially with what I already knew about Jacob, I couldn't give him any reason to doubt or suspect me.Celine's voice was full of awe rather
Rayne's POVI couldn't feel anything. That was what stood out to me. All shapes, moving or immobile, were vivid—almost too vivid to have been captured by my tired eyes. The atmosphere, although I couldn't feel it, seemed like it would need someone to put on something with significant layers to ward off the growing chill.At first, I didn't know where I was, but as I delved deeper and further, it all started to make sense. The way the sky looked, the people moving about, and even the shape of houses. For whatever reason, I was back in Oceanpearl pack. Initially, I had little idea of what it meant or what I had to do, but the further I looked, the clearer things became. I followed a familiar face; one of the lower omegas that usually attended to the high-ranking pack members at the time. People like Reynold or my aunt. The woman smoothed her patterned dress, nervousness was evident on her petite form. Whatever she wanted to do, she hadn't done it before, or she didn't know how to go
Rayne's POVDays passed, and the incident that took place at the café still hadn't died down. Luckily for me, I didn't have to shift as much as other werewolves, so I didn't have to risk my life just to fulfill that criteria.People were getting too comfortable with the ideas of werewolves. At school, people didn't miss out on the chance to scream and point at an innocent person, tagging them as a creature of the night simply because they had odd behaviors.Also, a group of people had started frequenting the school halls, dressed in all back combat gear. They called themselves the Anti-Beast Alliance. In other words, they were the so-called werewolf hunters that were responsible for the capture and death of our kind. At first, I deemed them harmless, until they started subjecting suspected werewolves to interrogations.Of course, the school wasn't happy with their presence, and constantly pushed back against them, which made them less effective at their investigations, fortunately. Bu
Rayne's POVThings were no longer meant to be taken easily. The attacks on our kind were getting bolder, and it wasn't fair that we were the ones that had to show restraint.I went over my investigation notes again, trying to piece together the little things I had found. The suspect I had for now was Jacob, but he had started acting too weird for me to even keep a close eye on him. The AA’s efforts could have been blamed, but I didn't see any clear link connecting them to those deaths. They just appeared like simple figureheads covering up something deeper and darker. The body found at Mysticrock's borders had undoubtedly been one of our own pack members living in the city. He had been a middle-aged man who lived alone with his dog. Once, he had been married, but somehow the marriage didn't work out, and he was left all alone.I thought about wht hisnlast moments must have been like. If he felt fear or simply wanted everything to be done and over with. The marks on his body suggested