I watched myself in the mirror and my eyes flooded with tears. The white dress was knee-light, body hugging and its hem had a white furry coat around it that gave off a vibe of a wedding dress. Brian definitely had ulterior motives when he had bought this for me. I had tied my hair up to a neat bun and added some accessories I found. I also found makeup items that were my perfect shade, so I caked my face a bit and it turned out looking gorgeous. ‘Remember why we actually came here?’ Maya said and before she could speak further, I cut her off. I didn’t need any other option, not even my wolf’s. I felt her tugging at my mind, forcing me to let her speak, but I didn’t give her the chance to. A knock came on my room door, followed by Brian pushing it open. “Are you ready?” He asked with a grin. I nodded. He stretched out his hand to me and I took it, staring down at his neatly ironed black tuxedo . HIs gorgeous dark brown hair was slightly gelled backwards, and because it was longer,
Pulling away from the granny, I nodded. That made my chest sink deeper because not only was the thought of Brian dying disturbing enough, now I had to continue bearing the burden of this knowledge by myself. “Can I please get your number?” They looked at one another and burst into laughter. “WE don’t do that here. We’re very traditional and don’t want those technological things messing with us.” Janice said. “Oh, then I guess I’ll have to come back to visit?” I raised my shoulders. “Absolutely, and you both are welcome anytime.” Pat said. “Thank you,” Brian and I said in unison. “What exactly did you mean by 'she's gifted’?”Brian asked. “It’s just as you have said it. She is extremely gifted. Certain werewolves are chosen once in a thousand years to possess the power of the moon, which represents that they would be the most powerful werewolf alive, physically and spiritually. They would possess physical strength, and powers that are not ordinary. This time, Lyric is the chosen
“What?” I screamed. “How could he do such a thing? Why? Where?” I asked at once.“I don’t know. After you had left the party, I got bored, so I was doing extra research on werewolves upstairs, then I stepped out, only to find him at the party, kissing another woman!” She wailed. “That bastard!” I gasped. “He just… I didn’t invite him to the party, so he didn’t know I was going there, and he just came with another woman. I just.. Gosh, I’m gonna pass out.” She said breathlessly, palming her face as she wailed. “Why? Why me?”Her body began to tremble, so I hugged her. “It’s okay, I’m so sorry.” “It’s not your fault. I should've listened to you when you yelled that he was irresponsible. I sacrificed everything for him and even lived in that shabby house with him, just out of love. How could he betray me like that?” She cried. Her body was shaking vigorously. I patted her back to try to calm her down, but it didn’t do anything. “It’s okay.”‘It’s not okay, not at all.” She wailed. “H
Loud cheers rang out from the hallway. Students, fleeing from the prom dance floor, ran towards the scene, grinning. Following the footsteps of the cheers, a strange heaviness knotted my gut. My heart was throbbing, daring to rip out of its cage. With slow and heavy steps, I approached the direction of the cheer.What’s going on? I wondered, placing a hand on my chest. My classmates had formed a big circle around something going on then I heard my boyfriend’s voice say: “to the love of my life..” “What the heck?” I pushed through the heaviness of prom dresses, earning groanings and frowns. Then I made my way out and stood at the center. “Will you be my girlfriend and chosen mate?” Roger, my boyfriend, asked a petite blonde (Emily), one knee on the ground as he held a clearly fake diamond ring to her finger. “I promise I can’t live without you.’ “Yes, baby!” She grinned, sliding her finger into the ring.My entire body began to tremble, a loud ringing sound filled my ears. Roger go
SIX YEARS LATERA 20-hour drive from home, a 5-hour shift at the bar, and 3-hours of sleep, yet, I had to catch up with my 8am class.“There was an mail for you. It says it’s important.” Raina, my dorm roommate, announced. My gaze traveled to the mail on the table and these words were written on the envelope in huge, bold fonts: “EXTREMELY IMPORTANT, FROM YOUR UNIVERSITY.” Ripping it open, my eyes scanned through its content: ‘Dear Lyric, This is from the Financial Aid Department. The semester is approaching an end, and your grades have been falling drastically. It has been brought to attention that your records show that you have been missing a lot of class lately. This is a second warning,and you understand that based on your scholarships’ coontracts, if you have a third warning from us, you are at a risk of losing your full-coverage scholarship.Also, please remember that you have to maintain a 3.5 GPA to continue enjoying the benefits of your scholarship for the continuing se
The weekend arrived in a blink of an eye, and I was too broke for an outfit, so Raina had offered my current choice of costume: a skin-tight black, cat, leather, jumpsuit. . It had a pair of black earrings and a black cat ears headband attached to it. Plus, it revealed more of my cleavage than I'd have liked, but since it was all I had, I stuck with it. I had an email from my Economics professor in my online class. “Hey, Class. Do not forget your homework deadline is today. It is the hard due date, so I won't accept any request for extensions. Also, please remember that our exams are coming up on the 1st of November, Monday, so please ensure you are studying for it, as it is worth 30% of your total grades. Goodluck and Happy Halloweens. Dr. Bri–'' I stopped reading.Great, another huge thing I had to remember. My grade was close to a D in that class, so I couldn’t dare to miss this exam, or I could lose all my scholarships. This professor was such a strict, annoying dude. Thank good
***My mind had been racing through my mate. I had moved so far away from the werewolf shenanigans to avoid ever having a mate again, but it went over my head that werewolves could be mated with a human. What stupid trick was destiny playing on me? Most rejected werewolves never have a mate again and die single. That's what I had looked forward to and planned my life in.I had shut my heart to anything that seemed like love, to avoid getting hurt, and now this? “I never asked for a second chance mate!” I yelled at my reflection and resumed angrily brushing my teeth. “Don’t worry, the university is huge. I would most definitely not find him again.” I convinced myself, trying to stop the tightness that had raveled up my gut since last night. Plus, he was human, so in his perspective, a girl he was flirting with just screamed at his face and ran away. If that isn’t crazy, I don't know what else is. Once I was done with my morning rituals, I picked my phone up. There was an email from
My heart dropped to my feet. He knew we were mates? That meant one thing…Not only was it strange that I found my second chance mate in Dentville, he was also a werewolf. A freaking werewolf. Strange goosebumps spread across me. The room was cold, but not cold enough to send chills down my body. Realizing he was still holding me, I assumed that whatever was going on with me had to do with touch (the whole mate bond nonsense). Stealing my hand from his grip, I asked, “How did you know I would come here today?”“I figured you would after realizing you were one of my students.”“But I didn’t even mention my name to you.” The fact that he was a werewolf as well made my brows furrow. “I ran away from every nonsense of the werewolf world. I want nothing to do with werewolves.”“Same, and that was why I came to find you.”"What the heck is that supposed to mean?" I glared. "That's not important." He stood up, “What is important right now is the deal I have for you.” “Deal?”“Yes.” He gav