Author's POVAriel inhaled deeply as she stared out the window. It felt so quiet and lonely at the same time, calmly at peace. She couldn't remember the last time she had a good sleep. There is no way she would be able to thank Collin enough, for saving her. Her life had been brought to a halt that night she disagreed with Tom. What she didn't mention to Collin is the sexual abuse she endures in Tom's hands. He had gotten so accoustomed to ripping her clothes off her and had made it a point of duty to get down on her every night. But her wolf couldn't endure any of it anymore, fighting her way out. Ariel had run as far as her legs could carry her. Praying to the goddess that she doesn't get caught by the bloodthirsty wolf hunters. Tears lingered at the back of her eyes, Ariel inhaled again. Leaning against the window sill, she tried to keep the tears from falling. Ester stood by the doorway, with pity in her eyes. She couldn't imagine having a girl child and she gets to experience
Collin's POVI could see Ariel turn white at Tephanie's sudden announcement. It seem like she had run out of blood. My laughter hanged in the air as I walked towards her angry. "What the hell was that for? Do you want her to have a heart attack?" I bellowed at her. Seth stood in the way, turning his head to the side at me. "Easy, man. You haven't heard her out." Patrick was also on his feet with Allen. The ladies tried to calm Ariel down. "What exactly is going on?" Patrick inquired. "What's this all about Tephanie?" I glared Tephanie sniffed, "I didn't mean to, I promise. I thought they would be worried to know where she might be." I hissed, "you could have waited till you affirm what exactly happened. You just sold her off to her predators again.""It's okay, Collin." Ariel's weak voice pleaded. "I will explain it all to them." I raised a brow at her, worried she might spill her real identity. Her eyes seeked for my understanding. I ruffled my hair in frustration, letting her
Collin's POVThe vicious look in Tom's eyes when they landed on Ariel, I could almost smell the hatred from him. Whatever did we werewolves do to this humans? Even if our ancestors had acted wrong, we the new generation practically live like every other human. Why they find it so hard to accept us and who we are, would always amaze me. This is the more reason why it scares me to tell Alessia about my true identity, I might never recover from the rejection. At the same time, I know a day would come when I would need to be sincere about who I am.I just wish she would be as understanding as Ingrid is. My mind was drifting off again, I almost didn't see Tom being held to the ground by Uncle Gab. "What happened?" I asked anyone who was willing to answer. Annette rolled her eyes, "did you zone out again?" I scratched the back of my neck, "sorry." I mumbled more to myself than her. "He tried to attack, Ariel." She replied. I was just about to have a piece of his flesh, when he stared
Collin's POVI rushed towards them, my eyes searching the entire space. "What happened? Where is Ariel?" I asked hurriedly. "Sit down, Collin. She is fine." Ester replied, ushering me towards the empty chair. "She is asleep." Annette answered my inner questions. "Can you just relax please." "I have a strange feeling about this, that man appears to know more than one would imagine." Ester saidI rubbed at my forehead, "what do you mean?""You think I don't know what your father and brothers including you, have been hiding from Annette and I? We already know there is a scare of the wolf hunters out in search of us again."I scratched the back of my neck, short of words. There is no way I am going to affirm or refute it. Charlie never gave the permission to talk about it to the women. "But, there is nothing to worry about anymore. We know now that it was all just the theft iniitiated by Tom and his wife, using Ariel's wolf form." I explained. "Why are you putting it so lightly?" Ann
Alessia's POVMum looked better today, it's been a while since I saw her look that agile. The wound she got from the last adventure had really gotten the best of her. We were all seated in the large dining hall having breakfast as a family. Grandpa Gregory's order. Whatever was going through that old man's mind; I have no idea. It has been a long time since we were all complete at the table. Moreover, Allen and I have our meals most of the time in the kitchen with Cara. Eating at the dining table, seem to be too much hassle. It just occured to me that I haven't spoken to grandpa Gregory, since our last encounter together. In actual truth, I don't feel any sorry for whatever I said. I said what I said, and he deserved to hear every word that came out of my mouth.The table was quiet as a grave, the only thing that comes as a sound was the not so loud clanks of cutleries hitting the plate. Almost like we were being forced to come eat. Allen in his silly self; had started nudging me by
Author's POVPatrick grinned widely at the joke made by Ariel on the other line. She was becoming more relaxed. It's been a week since the incidence of her going missing and her assailant being trialed. To help her heal with time, she was prevented from resuming school yet. Patrick most especially had taken it upon himself to visit her right after school, the two of them had grown closer with time. And he can't seem to imagine a day going by, without having to talk to her. "You sound really silly trying to imitate me. I don't even sound like that." He laughed. Ariel snort into the receiver, "Alessia tells me you sound exactly like that. How did you move from that horrible Patrick to the one I am talking to right now." His heart melted at the sweetness in her voice. "Well, I met someone who had me gasping for breath. I couldn't resist the urge to change my ways. It's obvious you detest bad boys." She laughed heartily, "what does that even mean?" "I am the most popular guy in scho
Author's POV Patrick couldn't believe his eyes, he remembered uncle Gab had mentioned to him that Tom would be trialed for the offence he committed against Ariel. His heart thumped loudly as he forfeited what he intended to do in the kitchen. Heading back up the stairs, he smiled awkwardly at the help as she went back down. Crouching low, he hid himself next to the tall flower vase near the study. Luckily the door wasn't totally closed. Peeping through the door, Patrick affirmed the person he had seen was indeed Tom. "You acted so stupid. Why would you force yourself on her? This is why I don't hire Rugrats like you." Ryan spat, distaste evident in his voice as he rose up from the chair and poured himself another glass of drink. Tom was on his knees, "I am sorry, my Lord," he pleaded Thank you so much for looking out for me and getting me out of that horrible place. I thought I would die there. Just give me a week and I will get her back." Ryan stared at the man with irritatio
Collin's POVI sat on the roof, flipping my legs freely. Today, I woke up feeling light. This is the first time in years my sleep isn't haunted with nightmares. Maybe, I have been worrying myself too much over this things and its why I get disturbed by it. It's more surprising that, despite the recent things I heard from Ester and Annette on the possibility of my necklace being hunted for. I still had a good sleep and it feels really good. I'm beginning to think we all just worry for nothing. Inhaling the fresh evening air, I felt some sort of peace wrap around me. The only kind of worry that I seem to have is Alessia sudden despair mood. Despite my every attempt at making her act her usual way. Alessia still didn't respond, even though it's depressing to watch I had to let her heal from whatever it is on her own. But I miss her, at the same time I have learnt to give my loved ones the space they need. Lifting the soda I had brought along with me. Unscrewing the cap, I positioned i