× Ryder ×
It has always been like this.
One headache or the other.
I watch as Alvera snaps at Dixie and I, dishing out orders to us both.
Alvera. She has a knack for dealing with situations like this, diffusing and managing tensions with a few well-placed words.
But Dixie’s attitude always puts me on edge. I’ve been skeptical about her from the start, questioning her every move, her every word. There’s something about her that just doesn’t sit right with me.
But today? Today is different.
Dixie had the nerve to call me Tr
× Dixie דYou must be out of your mind!” I spat at the guard standing in front of me. He isn’t the real problem here, but he’s the one who gets to bear the brunt of my frustration.“Do you even understand what you’re saying?”“Luna, please calm down. Alpha Trix is attending to important matters. He will speak with you as soon as he is available.” the guard said, pleading.I throw my hands up in exasperation. “Important matters? And what am I, chopped liver? This is unbelievable. Do you have any idea how frustrating this is?”“Luna, I’m just fol
× Trix דWhat’s that supposed to mean?” she demands, crossing her arms akimbo. “You think you can just control everything with a look, with a word?”“Maybe I can,” I reply, her words getting on my nerves. “Maybe I already do.”I see her clench her fists, trying to keep her emotions in check. Fvck that.“You think you’re so powerful, don’t you? But you’re just a bully. A bully with a fancy title,” she says.Her words frustrate me. I’ve already had enough of that from my recent outing, the pressure of the council’s u
~ Flashback ~~ 3 days ago ~× Trix ×I step off the plane into the cool California night, my senses immediately adjusting to the change in atmosphere.One interesting thing is, my human form clicks into places effortlessly, a skill I’ve perfected over years.The hostess' overly bright smile greets me as I exit, her teeth practically shining in the artificial light. It's the kind of smile you see in a toothpaste commercial, all shine and no substance. I nod politely, not in the mood for small talk, and make my way through the airport.Greg, my hired PA, is waiting by the curb in a sleek
× Dixie ×× Present דI'd rather die than respect you!” My legs are too tired from the torture, but I manage to stand up from the floor.“Your impudent behavior is to be dealt with.” Trix says, almost shouting.“Impudent behavior? Is that what you’re calling it now?” I spit out.He steps closer, his presence hovering over me. “Yes. You think you can disrupt meetings, insult me, and get away with it?”I don’t bother to look up at him. I won’t give him the satisfaction of seeing me like this. All wret
× Dixie × The whole situation looks unreal. I mean, not that Alvera and I have the best relationship or anything, but this sudden change in her behavior is really throwing me off.I keep stealing glances at her, trying to read her expression, but she’s giving nothing away. It’s like she’s put up this wall, and I have no idea why. What’s changed? What’s she hiding? No idea.My mind keeps circling back to the same question– what could possibly be going wrong? I’m tired of being kept in the dark, tired of all the secrets and lies. And now, with Alvera acting like she’s got some top-secret mission, it’s making me even more paranoid.Eventually, I can’t take it anymore. “Alvera, seriously. What’s going on? You’re acting like some detective on a mission. Why won’t you talk to me?”She sighs and not facing me, says, “Dixie, there are things you don’t understand. Things that are better left unsaid for now.”I roll my eyes, frustration boiling over. “Oh, great. More cryptic nonsense. Thanks
× Trix ×If I'm being honest with you I'm definitely not happy about this arrangement. I hate the fact that I'm forced to spend time with Dixie.It's not just annoying, it makes my heart ache in ways I'm not even sure are good or bad. Being near her is like a twisted mix of frustration and something I can't quite put my finger on.As I wait by the door opposite her's, I see Dixie coming out of the room. Despite everything, I can't help but notice her features.Her damp hair clings to her face, framing those green eyes. She's wearing a loose top and baggy jeans, looking like she’s ready for anything but a hospital visit.
× Trix ×As I leave the scene of that chaos, the woman's words still playing in my mind, something about her nagging voice reminds me of Dixie. It takes me back to a time I’d rather forget, a time in school when I first truly noticed her.It was at the cafeteria, the palace of all high school drama. I was part of the coolest gang, which consisted of Ryder and I, of course. Me and Ryder were inseparable, always together, always making a scene. We were the guys everyone wanted to be, the ones everyone feared. It was a typical day, loud and chaotic, and I was searching for a place to sit.There was this spot, right in the middle where everyone could see us. It was perfect for Ryder to spot me when he arrived. But there she was, Dixie, sitting there like she owned the place. I walked up to her, expecting her to just get up and move. After all, who would want to pick a fight with me?“Hey, you’re in my seat,” I said, my voice dripping with the kind of arrogance only a teenage bad boy coul
× Trix ×Peaceful.That's exactly how the house has been for the past nine days. No drama, no chaos. Just Ryder, Alvera and the elders breathing down on my neck.Like right now.I sit back in my chair, staring at the ceiling, lost in wherever. The past week has been oddly calm, almost too calm. No Dixie barging in with her smart mouth, no unexpected disasters…Ryder shoots me a knowing look, breaking through my thoughts."What's going on in that head of yours, Trix?"I sigh, rubbing my temples. "It's been weird, man. Too quiet. It’