I nodded, taking a cookie off the plate on the counter. “She’s still with Diana in her village. The shield is still intact and there are a lot more survivors than they initially thought. They are in the process of healing and things are looking okay,” I answered, taking a bite of the warm chocol
Lila’s POV “Are you sure there’s nothing more I can do to help?” I asked; we were almost at the school, and I didn’t like leaving the Calypso pack with everything going on. Enzo reached over and took hold of my hand. “The only thing I want you to do is focus on school,” he said softly. “Your f
Her father always gave me an uneasy feeling and I never really knew why. “It’s nice to see you again, Lila,” he said, kindly. “You as well, Alpha,” I said, bowing my head slightly to him as I was taught to do to Alpha’s that I don’t consider family. “I received a mindlink from your father yest
Lila’s POV “Hello, Lila. How was your weekend?” “Oh, hey, Miss Emily,” I said as I approached the art room. Miss Emily stood outside the door wearing a beautiful, dotted dress that rested just above her knees and a pair of knee-high boots. Her short curly brown hair was pinned out of her face
I made Miss Emily in exactly what she was wearing and exactly where she was sitting. I painted the easel that sat beside her and on the easel, I painted the entire class. I had to use a very small brush to do that one. By the time I finished, it looked like a legit photograph. “Wow, these are incr
Lila’s POV “Oh, my goddess!” Miss Emily exclaimed as she jumped to her feet. My entire lunch slipped out of my hands and splattered to the ground; it also got on my clothing. I jumped to my feet as well, my heart racing. “I’m so sorry,” I breathed, feeling my brain rattling. Miss Emily rushed t
We spent the rest of lunch talking and catching up. I told her about my vacation and about how Enzo marked me, and she told me about her summer painting class. When lunch ended, I thanked her for the conversation and headed to my next class, Werewolf Sociology. By the end of class, I was exhausted
He explained what today’s lesson was going to be which I knew didn’t include me because their lessons consisted of shifting. Xander didn’t like it when I shifted. Our morning training session started with typical workouts, such as running 5 laps, sit-ups, push-ups, and pull-ups. Stuff that I could