DAVON'S POVI thought we lost Jaret. But he tracked us down. He was clobbering the door and yelling like a psycho. Forcing Theo's family to come out. "What the heck? Theo Nolan, are you sure you didn't do anything against the law?" Aunt Criselda asked. "Aunty, we are telling the truth. He's here because of me. I am the one he needs, so I am going to face him," I was about to approach the door, but Aunt Criselda and Grandma stopped me. "You are not going anywhere, son. If you surrender to Jaret, he'll beat you or, worst, put you in jail and kill you! I'll handle this. Theo, go to the basement and bring Davon with you. You two hide in there and don't come out," Grandma instructed.At first, I hesitated. I don't want them to get involved. Jaret would be violent and hurt them. "Come on, Davon!" Theo urged. We went to the kitchen, and he pulled up the top of the table, revealing a stair going under. We got in and closed it. Jaret entered the house. Aunt Criselda was shouting at him, fo
MIA’S POV “Who are you calling to, Theo?” The last time he made a phone call, his Uncle Fritz came and beat Jaret. The mayor came to our place, and later on, news circulated that our town was infested with some virus. We were under quarantine, and all businesses suffered since our town was one of the tourism centers called the land of werewolves. “My uncle,” Theo answered. “What? Theo, no! Jaret will get back at us if he gets kicked out of his station!” “And you want this to happen again? Your Mom gets beaten, and you? I don’t think so, Mia!” Davon stopped Theo. He felt my worries. Mom just got better and will be released next week. Another complication won’t do us any good this time. Jaret always gets away with his crime. “I am trying to help, but it’s up to you. Don’t tell me I didn’t warn you.” Theo was persuaded. Although his call caught his uncle’s attention, and he called him back, Theo came up with excuses and didn’t tell about Jaret. “Thank you, Theo. Don’t worry. I wil
MIA'S POV When Cheska came back inside, I immediately asked her about the phone call. And as always, she didn't hold back and informed us that her Aunt Vera was planning to visit our town. "When?" I was eager to know. For sure, her aunt would search the notebook. We should find a way to break the curse by that time. "Not sure when. She didn't say, but she'll call again if it happens. Why?" asked Mia."Nothing. We haven't heard that name before. I don't remember you mentioning her. I was just concerned if you would be absent again. You know we are not used to not having you around. Right, Theo?" I glared at Theo. "Yeah, that's right," Theo answered and glared back. I pretended to check my phone, but I texted him to explain later. Cheska nodded and told us that Vera was her Mom's sister. Once in a while, they organized a family reunion on both sides of her parents. And it had been so many years since they last gathered. Her mother was planning to do it this year or the next. Depends
MIA'S POV "Pardon me, sir?" "Oh, I'm Jeffrey Henderson," we shook hands, "Sorry for the intrusion. Smart kid. Very advance for his age." "Thank you. I'm Mia Lucas, and this is my brother Oliver Colton and my Mom, Ines Colton. What can we do for you, sir?" He didn't bother to ask why my brother and I had a different surnames. He knows us. "I heard about what happened here, so I came." What is he talking about? Is he referring to my Mom's beating? Or when Jaret spoiled for a fight yesterday? Jeffrey Henderson checked on my sleeping Mom. Although she is getting better now, her scars are still visible in some parts of her body, especially her face. "Excuse me, sir…." "Please, call me Jeffrey. I'm probably three years older than you," Jeffrey said, cutting in and continued checking my Mom. "Jeffrey, who sent you? I'm just curious. How did you know about what happened here?" "You asked many questions, Ms. Lucas," Jeffrey turned his attention to me. "Am I not allowed to ask question
MIA’S POV “No, he’s not! What Davon meant was freed of, ah, poverty? Yeah, that’s exactly it!” I reasoned, stuttering. “We should go to the table.” “Wait, you said this is his first time to celebrate his birthday. We should take a picture!” Aunt Criselda took out his phone. Theo quickly offered his. “That is beautiful! Send that to me,” Aunt Criselda requested. Theo wasn’t sure what to do and turned to me. I nodded, and he sent us all the pictures. “Enough with the pictures. The food is getting warm,” Grandma urged. We followed her to the dining room and were amused seeing all the food. I didn’t know cornbread was his favorite next to meat. “Did you make all these?” Davon was drooling with all the food. “We did. It’s not much, but I hope you like it,” I said. “Are you kidding me? This is perfect! Thank you so much, Mia!” Davon hugged us all. Aunt Criselda and Grandma were happy that Davon appreciated our effort and praised him for having such a good soul. While eating, Theo gav
NIXON'S POV The howl. It was calling us like we were subject to his obedience. My pack was bewildered, and so was I. The desperation penetrated our souls, and we ended up shifting, howling to empathize. "Alpha, where is that howl coming from?" Rendel came abruptly to my house. He was still naked from shifting, and so was I. We all felt entitled to join that cry. "I don't know. Rally our men and find out who made the wolf cry." "Yes, Alpha," Rendel obliged and left with the rest of the hunters in our pack. I immediately phoned Dad and told him about the howl. He was skeptical about it and wanted to find the werewolf who made the sound before he conferred the matter to the King. Dad doesn't want to do that as much as possible. Unsolved issues mean incompetence or negligence. "When did it happen, son?" "Right now, just before I call. Dad, that howl was frightful. We are being compelled. I don't feel that way, not even to the King." "Stop saying that, son! Are you implying
MIA'S POV "We have common friends. Jeffrey, what are you doing here?" Mom looked shocked, seeing the guy, "Mia, can you leave us a minute." "But Mom!" I whined. The guy just went to her hospital room and acted weird. What am I supposed to think? Of course, he's either a killer or a kidnapper. "Mia, please." I went to my room. It wasn't just the guy I was worried about, but also Jaret. If he comes home and sees them, his psycho mind goes jealous and beats my Mom. This situation is where I needed Davon's strong senses so I could spy on them. Mom didn't just meet Jeffrey through a friend; she knew him that much. Her face turned pale seeing him. "No! That's final," I heard Mom say. After half an hour of waiting in my room, I saw Jeffrey Henderson leave. I hurried downstairs and asked my Mom. "You don't want to know, Mia," Mom started to the stairs. "Oh, I want to know, Mom. That guy is here for a reason, and you know why. Tell me. I'm not going to let it pass. I will just keep aski
MIA'S POV This is not good. Vera is coming! What am I going to do? She's going to find out about Davon and lock him up again. I need to find a way. I rode on my bike and speeded to Theo's house. He and Davon were playing basketball in the backyard when I came. Theo was teaching Davon the different kinds of sports played by a human. "Davon, we have a problem. Cheska dropped by my house. Her Aunt Vera is coming tomorrow. She's inviting her best friends to introduce us to her aunt for lunch! What are we going to do?!" "We are so screwed. Davon, pack your bags. It would be best if you leave this town now," Theo wiped his sweat and dressed. "What? Where would he go, Theo? Davon doesn't know any place but this town. He'll get lost!" I reasoned, but because it's true. "I don't know! Do you want to give him back to that evil witch, Mia? He'll be a prisoner forever. We need to let him go," Theo rebuffed. It shocked me that this day was coming sooner than we all expected. No, I'm not read
DAVON’S POVMia is the only person who could tell me about Vera. If she’s back, I have to be really careful and hide. Not only she could do harm to me but also to Mia. Theo told me that she would be discharge in the afternoon. I went back to the hospital dress as a utility personnel. I stole the uniform in the locker room of the stuff when I used the back door. Covering my face with a mask, I took a map and a pail, and clean the hallway on the floor where Mia was confined. I waited for a few minutes for Jeffrey or Elon, but I didn’t see their shadows. Moments later, I used the cap I found inside the utility uniform’s pocket and wears it. I went to Mia’s room and check the toilet. When it was clear that she was alone, I immediately approached her. “Mia, is it true that Vera is back?” “Davon? Oh, my God!” Mia glanced at the door, “If my Dad sees you you’re dead.”“I know that’s why I made sure they aren’t here. Is it true that Vera is back?” I checked the door every second. “Who t
DAVON’S POVTheo narrated after I left. Mia’s struggle to forget me, our past, and our love. I now know why she hated me, and that made me wonder if I deserve her. “That’s sad, but let’s here Davon’s reasons. We cannot jump into conclusion without hearing his side,” Aunt Criselda said, waiting for me to talk. I explained everything to Theo. He was silent the whole time, contemplating on my story. If he deny me, I don’t know who else to approach to help me with Mia. “Bro, if you lost your phone, you should have visit her. I know it’s a long drive and very tiring, but at least that way Mia will know the problem.”“I know it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have assumed that she would wait for me and understand my situation without telling her. I was just caught up with the responsibility given to me, and I thought I needed to improve myself so I could catch up with this world.”“Catch up? Why, are you a caveman?” Aunt Criselda urged to eat the muffin, “There you have it Theo. Can you he
DAVON’S POV“Elon Lucas. What a pleasant surprise?!” I was playing it cool, but deep inside I was terrified. Elon Lucas is mot a fan of my kind and yet here he is, in my house. Elon smiled. “Indeed. Actually, your presence in the hospital shocked me. I’m sure you already know why I am here.”“Hmm, coffee? Wine?” Elon chose wine. Preferably cognac. Fortunately, Victor set up a mini bar and filled it with all kinds of wine. It paid well. I told Alfred to serve the wine and joined them in the living room. I was rehearsing my answer in my thoughts just in case Mia already denied me.“Tell me about it,” Elon demanded, thanking Alfred for the wine. “It was a big mistake. Mia and I are not together just to make it clear. Well before, but its all over now.”I was studying Elon Lucas’s face. A wrinkle formed his brows which means he is not satisfied with my answer. That is up to him. I stated the truth. Nothing more, nothing less.“That is great. Not anymore that only prove to me that you
MIA’S POV“He is not!” I sit up, objecting. “Then what is he talking about?” “Look, Mr. Lucas, it’s a long story but if you let me. I will explain….”“Davon, that’s enough! Will you please just go! You are not invited here,” I shamed him. With Dad around, I don’t think it’s a good idea to dwell in the past. Davon left in silence. For everyone’s peace of mind, Nixon left too. Dad doesn’t want any werewolves in my room, and I know he will not back off. “I brought you some flowers,” Jeffrey place it on the table, setting aside Nixon and Davon’s flowers, “How do you feel?”Jeffrey touch my forehead. I slapped his hand and move away. “Baby girl, he is only concern for you,” Dad defended him, and because of that, I lost my interest to talk to him. Obviously, I don’t like Jeffrey, but he’s pushing it. “Okay, what happen? How did you end up here?” Dad asked. I turned my back on them, so Mom explained everything. I am not going to pretend anymore. Jeffrey is not welcome in the family and
MIA’S POVWhat is happening to me? I felt so weak. Vera was in front of me shouting. Then she gave me water, forcing me to drink. I took a sip and close my eyes. After a few seconds I felt my stomach grumbled and puke. God, that felt better! Vera check my eyes and poured something in my mouth. “This will make her feel better. She’s dehydrated. Did you have a drink last night?” “Yes, Aunt Vera, just a few drinks.”“That’s why,” Vera told the housekeeper to cook some soup and demanded to do it quickly. She came back and check my pulse then check my eyes. I feel better, but my head still span when I move. “She’s regaining color. Give her the soup and let her rest. She needs more sleep and water. I suggest your friend shouldn’t drink alcohol when she’s anemic. It’s too dangerous.”Cheska stood beside the couch with her hands on her waist. She shook her and took her phone. “Is she stress lately? Because if she is then your friend must be suffering from poor sleep which causes her hem
MIA’S POV“Jeffrey? What the heck are you doing here?” “This is a public place. I can be wherever I want. Now, if you please,” Jeffrey drink his wine and put the glass in the table, “Before this guy shifted and rampage this place, we better go. You don’t want to be here if the Legion comes.”“What are you talking about?” “Questions later,” Jeffrey held my hand and pulled me. I immediately pulled back and meddled with Nixon and Davon. Jeffrey didn’t leave and watched us with mockery in his eyes, while Nixon and Davon were sizing each other. My friends came to help me, but none of them broke their stares. “If you do not stop, Dad would be here with his entire Legion and I would be force to marry Jeffrey!” I yelled. “What? Tell me you’re joking,” Davon turned to me confusingly. “I am not. So you two stop this nonsense or I will never talk to any of you ever again!” I walked away. Theo and Cheska followed me. I urged them to go home and leave the place before Jeffrey report everythi
MIA’S POV When we got home, Mom quickly went to the kitchen and opened some wine, drinking it straight from the bottle.“Mom, are you okay?” “I’m fine, just go to your room.” I nodded and turned away, heading to my room when I heard Mom called me again.“Mia, forget what your Dad said. He’s delirious, and I don’t want you going to that place ever again.” I couldn’t agree less with Mom, but Dad’s announcement didn’t bother me for a moment. I was more concerned of their confrontation. Dad was downhearted hearing those words from my Mom. As if she regret their relationship. She regret falling for him. “There’s only one person to blame,” I fisted. The next morning, I searched for Jeffrey Henderson at the Japanese restaurant. I know most of the members of the Legion hang out there, and I was right.“Jeffrey! I need to talk to you now!” “Do we have something to talk about? I am enjoying my tea can’t you see?” he answered rudely. How could Dad set me up with the guy like him? “Yes we
MIA’S POV“What are you talking, Dad?” I uttered softly.“You heard me right. Jeffrey is one of the members of Legion. He can protect you. Besides, he already confess his interest on you yesterday and he was very sincere.”Everyone congratulate us. I let my Dad’s words sink in to my perturbed mind. He already planned my marriage without asking me. Dad called Jeffrey and invited him to join us in the center stage. He was smiling widely waving to the crowd. He was about to hold my waist but I eluded him. “Don’t touch me,” I said and walked out. “Mia!” Dad called out, but I left swiftly, leaving my bike in Jeffrey’s car. I kept running without direction. All I wanted was to getaway. I thought meeting my father again was a good thing. Why would he want to betrothed me to a man I don’t love? Is it enough that he and Mom didn’t end well being in the same secret society. I stopped running and realized that I reached the bay walk. It was packed with tourist enjoying the beach. Sitting u
MIA’S POV I was breathless seeing Davon entered the classroom. Our eyes met, but I immediately retracted. He introduced himself to the class and moved to a seat at the back. Davon dress expensively like his brother Victor. Confident and proud. Different from the Davon I once knew. City life changes him big time. What do I expect? He left and didn't bother to look back and forgotten us. That is how money could do to you. His eyes didn’t left my sight, but I pretended not affected by his presence. Davon is nothing to me now. He no longer exist in my life. “Welcome to our school, Mr. Maddox. I hope you enjoy your senior year here. If you have any questions or you need some guidance, my office is open to all students,” Professor Callahan said with full of enthusiasm. He was always been proud of our town, but knowing Davon as one of the oldest family living in this town, he found his new prospect to trade stories about this place’s history. “Thank you, Professor. I appreciate that.”