Ellie's POVBut it's like they say: It's not being smart, it's employing people that are smarter than you are that will give you true success."Then dump it if you can't depend on its certainty and look for a better source," Jaden advises."Yeah, you're right," I agree, emptying my juice. "I should ask more questions.""And if you ever need anything, tell us, we're more than ready to help," Anna assures.I nod. "Thanks, guys."Then Anna makes a face. "The captain of the school football team wasn't happy when we showed him pictures of his beloved in a hotel room with a man whose upper half I asked Jaden to make blurry. He kept banging on the table to know who the hell that was.""What did you guys tell him?" I ask."See no see, tell no tell," Jaden says cryptically, and Anna looks at him like he's lost his brains. "Just a confraternity slang, Anna. We told him that the man in question was too important for his identity to be revealed. If he really wanted it, he'd have to pay a fortune.
Ellie's POVThe next day, I dress the hell up like Sia and sneak out in search of cheap thrills with Anna. Anna told me about a social club called DYK. Its logo is an open Bible. The music here is mainly Electronic Dance Music and I keep hearing songs from Alan Walker and Swedish House Mafia. The dance floor is filled with excited bodies moving under blue lights, and would you look how they move.Anna screams into my ear as loud as she can. "So what do you think?"I bend towards the side of her face. She's wearing a black jacket zipped up just enough to reveal her braless cleavage, a jean skirt, and knee-length boots. "Too soon for that, don't you think?"She sways to John Martin's lines and I join her. It doesn't take long for us to get noticed. Our dress sense can give any regular clubber a hard-on. Mine is a red skin-tight gown, courtesy of Anna, which should have ended at my knees if one side hadn't been scissored up to the end of my ass.Two cute-looking guys come behind us and o
Austin's POVThe location Beta told me where rogue wolves were found is called Shantee Town. It's off the map, don't be surprised. The grass here is green and low. The houses are built with mainly wood and painted with something interesting.Blood.Lots of it.There's blood on the rooftops, blood on the door posts, and on the verandah floorboards. It looks like an Angel's passing over.Beta comes over. The heavy man looks over my shoulder. "Am I late?""Got it handled. You found any rogue?" I ask."Two of them," Beta tells me. "They are injured, nasty cuts.""Where have you put them?""In the boot, Your Majesty."The two werewolves are quite young, maybe in their early twenties.I squat before them and look into their eyes. What I see in there is usually the same feeling everyone has after being caught by the enemy they choose to hate and detest. A mixture of pity, self-disgust, and inferiority, in that order. I smile at that.The blonde rogue catches me doing this and says, "Stop try
Ellie's POVThe first thought that comes to my mind is 'Rogues.' And they've finally tracked me, Austin's protegee, to use as ransom or some evil scheme to get back at him for being against them. I only wonder exactly what they will need me for. Obviously a mannequin to torture and rape and manhandle, if Austin doesn't get to me first before the fun starts.The shock that registers on my face when I see Beta kick the remaining stalagmites of wood into the room and squeeze himself in, has a mix of relief that this is friend and not foe. But how friendly he will be is another kettle of fish entirely.He squeezes the knob until it breaks into pieces and the door opens wide, giving way for a large group of gamma warriors marching themselves into the room like students summoned to the principal's office for their respective duties for Outreach Day. Except these warriors aren't here to take instructions from any of us. Just look at how their clothes darken the room.Pete says, "Fuck," and q
Ellie's POVI finally lose sleep thinking about my oncoming sad story like John Newman. I check the time on my laptop and see that it's twenty-five minutes past nine. I take off my skirt and put on black pajamas, and decide that I need to get things straight with someone. If I sit here staring at myself in the mirror for five more minutes, I might start screaming bloody murder like Banquo.My first stop isn't a reluctant one. Austin's door. There's the head of a growling wolf made with a rare kind of obsidian etched into the middle of the door. A brass ring, doubling as a knocker hangs from the wolf's teeth. I've heard rumors about this one too. People say that this wolf bites if the person in the lobby has any ill intent."Pity I don't," I say to myself. "Would have loved to know if the rumors are true."I knock on the door with the brass ring, and wait for five seconds without getting a reply. I call his name. No reply. I'm very good at burying hatchets. But it seems Austin wants to
Third POVHer skin is soft but her lips are chapped and weathered, courtesy of the cold. As Austin runs his hand across her cheek he feels a cold irregularity, and he picks off the piece of ice from her face.In his opinion, the crystals make her more beautiful and unique, like a gorgeous butterfly. He holds her in his arms and she fits perfectly in them, her lips seem moulded to the shape of his and his hands curl around hers so perfectly he feels they had been made for him.Close up, she smells like roses and honey. She reminds him of something about his home but one part of him cannot seem to remember exactly what. His childhood has been filled with solitude and girls used to be as scarce as rain in summer. She fills his nostrils but there comes some other feeling that overcomes him.Her taste.She tastes like anything amorous. She tastes like tenderness, warmth and intimacy – he imagines holding her by a bonfire, watching the reflection of the flames dancing across her skin. She t
Ellie's POVIt takes a lot of understanding to comprehend a girlie like me. A lot of Intelligence Quotient to burn and then it gives you a migraine that weakens the rest of your body system. No wonder one of the gamma warriors guarding Austin's castle called me a death trap and complete bad news. Interesting to know that someone's been reading about me and is being very judgmental of what he sees.And now my friend, Anna.I don't blame her, anyway. It is me who has something to hide and she obviously knows that I do. She will feel neglected and betrayed and used.All of these bad news.But what about me? Why is it that the bone of contention always arises when these things concern me?Like a death trap.I remember that Anna refused to come with Pete and me. Since then, we haven't spoken to each other until today, when she runs her mouth about me being secretive.And there's Jaden. I know that he isn't completely comfy with the way I run things but hardly makes an effort to put it verb
Ellie's POVBack in school, I can't just stop thinking about our first swimming lesson. The lecture on Fallacies by the Philosophy lecturer enters my left ear and goes out through the other.Austin touched me like he really wanted to. Now, I can't even tell if he began those lessons because he really wanted to teach me how to swim or he just wanted to have access to my body. And he called me his demon. One thing about demons, you either destroy them or make them do your bidding.At the detective club's meeting point, I try to concentrate on the money diverting case by the course representative of Organic Chemistry. Anna still gives me a cold shoulder but she also understands that we need to keep sentiments aside to solve a premium case."Does he have a girlfriend?" I ask Jaden."That's the problem," Jaden expresses his discomfort. "Ever since his rise from grass to grace, he's been changing the feminine caste like pads."Anna slaps him on the arm. It doesn't bother me. I know Jaden. H