KRISTINA'S POV I'd never get a new one anyway. Nathan stared off into the distance for a minute or two. I wasn't sure if he was still out of breath, or just collecting his thoughts. He turned suddenly and walked toward me. "Do you want to go back?" he asked. His words caught me off guard. "Huh? Go back where?" "The town. To find out who did this." He gestured at the destroyed remains around us. "To figure out why someone would do something like this." Of course that was exactly what I wanted to do. But I shook my head slowly, regretting even being here. "No." He nodded, but didn't respond. For a moment we stood silently together in the middle of the road, staring at each other. Finally, he spoke again. "Why not?" "You don't know anything about what happened," I said. "And besides, you don't know where we are. We might end up trapped somewhere else in the rubble…" The thought made me shudder. What would happen if Nathan was trapped in the rubble with me? I couldn't handle ano
KRISTINA'S POVNathan, noticing my expression, reached for my hand and squeezed it gently. "Kristina, are you okay?" he asked quietly. He was looking intently at me. I managed an affirmative grunt as a response and he released my hand. We began walking again. After what seemed like forever, the top of the ridge came into view. On the other side of it was the village nestled against its own mountain wall. The walls were a soft brown with the beginnings of ivy, giving it an ethereal look. As if it didn't belong here. The first person we met on our way up was Mrs. Smith. She greeted us cheerfully. "Welcome back," she said with a smile. "How was your journey?" Her gaze swept the forest around us and her smile faded. "Was everything alright?" "Everything is fine," Nathan reassured her quickly. I nodded too. She let her gaze rest on me for a few more seconds before moving on without asking any further questions. She knew it wouldn't help to ask. She'd never understood my aversion to the
KRISTINA'S POVNathan and I sat on the couch, and I began to ask him about the world Alliyah hinted to previously. "You remember the myths I told you lately?" I said. "Myths?" Nathan asked. "Yeah, about vampires and wolves. Well, they're not myths. Some people can turn into animals." "I know, right? Why?" "Beware of the wolves and vampires," I said. Finishing my introduction to the other world. They're very protective of who they let into their pack." "Got it," Nathan said and took a sip of water. He glanced at me curiously and asked again, "What do you mean by that?" "That's just what all the myths are about. Wolves and vampires are real. So is a wolf that attacked you before." "I think it was the moonlight reflecting off something," Nathan said. "What do you mean?" My eyebrows furrowed together. "It made your reflection look more like an outline or some weird kind of animal." My cheeks flamed red. This was why I didn't tell people. They'd start asking questions like, 'Wha
KRISTINA'S POVNathan sat down beside me and dug into his food, while I stared at him in wonder. What a strange wolf I encountered. "So, how do we do this? Do we need to call anyone? Is this the only werewolf pack within miles of here?" Nathan looked up and frowned, "Wait, no. No, there aren't any other werewolves nearby, only vampires you said earlier." I blinked, surprised that there weren't more packs of vampires nearby. It was an unfortunate fact that many hunters or hunters' families were also vampires. Most packs stayed away from our area, since most werewolf packs didn't want to have any problems with the supernatural community. The werewolves had no problem with humans, but they hated the supernatural community. They wanted to keep their packs away from humans so they wouldn't be tempted by the temptation of drinking human blood. It seemed quite convenient, to me. "Alright then, so how are we supposed to contact the other werewolves?" I asked. Nathan sighed, "It really i
KRISTINA'S POVHe gave a soft smile. "I was just going to suggest the same thing. Okay. Let's do it for your sake as well. I won't let anything happen, Kristina." As if on cue, we both stood and began to walk out of the cafeteria together. He held my hand tightly; keeping me grounded in reality for the moment when all of this seemed unreal. When the door slammed shut behind us with a bang, he stopped dead in his tracks and turned to look at me. My heart sank. This wasn't the reaction I'd been hoping for. "Kristina–" I could hear the concern laced throughout his voice, "Why are you holding my hand?" I shrugged and tried to smile at him. "You scared me a second ago. We've got to keep this act realistic. Just because people might get suspicious doesn't mean anything is wrong." Nathan's face softened a little, and then he squeezed my hand in reassurance. "Yeah, I suppose you're right. But if you ever feel unsafe, come find me, alright?" Relief spread through me and I gave a gratefu
KRISTINA'S POVI couldn't do this right now. No, I needed some time alone. Some fresh air. A long walk in the woods would probably be the best idea.Nathan watched me leave the room for a few moments until he decided to follow me out. He followed behind me for almost three blocks before calling out… "Kristina, wait!" Of course he didn't want me to wander off by myself and leave him here all alone. But I was too far gone to care right now. I walked faster through the streets, trying to shake the feelings of anxiety and anxiety inducing stress building up inside of me. Nathan caught up to me quickly enough but slowed down just enough to give me enough room for me to pass by without bumping him. We continued walking like that until the feeling faded and we could move again. As we turned onto another road, Nathan spoke up. "Hey, um... Kristina, I think it might help if I tried to talk to you." My eyes flew wide open. I stopped dead in my tracks. My heart rate spiked and my face grew
KRISTINA'S POV"And what makes you think I was ever in love with that idiot?" This time he turned to look directly into my eyes. There was such hurt and confusion in his face that I couldn't help myself. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him into an embrace. "You don't have to be jealous or upset if you love me, Nathan." He held me tight for a few seconds, then pulled away and walked off down the sidewalk, not making eye contact with me once. Once he got to the end of the block, he glanced over his shoulder. I didn't dare follow after him to make sure he got home safe. Instead, I watched him leave. His blond curls bouncing around behind him. The light breeze ruffled through them. Nathan was so cute. I wished I was more like him and not like… well, me. The sound of someone knocking on my bedroom door snapped me out of my reverie. "Who is it?" "It's me, Jasmin." "Come in." My daughter, Jasmin, entered my room. I sat up in bed, propping myself up with a pillow. My bedhead was
KRISTINA'S POVI could see him trying not to grin, but failing miserably. "Well… yes," I admitted. Nathan gave me a pointed look, and continued in an unimpressed tone of voice. "But if I didn't get to spend time with you now and then, I'd be all alone. So… you do want to do it?" He smirked. I rolled my eyes, "It isn't like we have much else to do anyway–" "Oooh, I'm sure you'll have lots of fun. The way they talk so sweetly. Like, 'Hello, how may I help you?' and stuff." "I'm not planning on doing any more dating than a friend, okay? Just hanging out and stuff." I scowled. Nathan just laughed. Then he suddenly froze, looking over at me. His mouth formed a wide O as he looked back at the book that he had been studying. A few seconds passed before his expression changed completely. A small smile spread across his face as he started laughing loudly. I stared blankly at him. Nathan finally took notice of me again, and his expression switched from one of hilarity to one of concern.