It wasn't long before my thoughts got to me and it was unbearable to sit in the warm water any longer- just me and my thoughts. I climbed out of the tub, unwashed, not a single wrinkle on my fingers, and dried myself off with a fuzzy towel, wrapping one around my body and the other around my limp, soggy hair. I didn't want to wear the clothes I'd worn earlier today, the scent of blood clinging to them, so I decided to throw on a different outfit once I was in the sleeping area of the suit.When I walked out of the bathroom, the cool air sent shivers through my body. I guessed I was more sensitive to the air because I was cooped up in a steam-filled bathroom for twenty minutes, but I quickly grew used to it and continued my search for an outfit.My still unpacked suitcase lay disregarded at the foot of the bed, so I dug through it for a solid minute, trying to find clean clothes and undergarments. After it seemed like an eternity, I finally found something that looked comfortable, and
With all the time I spent thinking, I didn't notice Ryder turn away from me and continue to lead me down the dark, gloomy path. "What's wrong?" I asked him, not thinking before I spoke with such disappointment."We have to keep going," Ryder said, his voice a lot more gruff than it had been before.The rest of the way to wherever Ryder was taking me was uncomfortably silent, but I didn't notice because of how caught up in my own thoughts I was. Did I blow it? Was that my chance? Was that it?I barely noticed when Ryder stopped in front of me and I ran into his back, the weight of me not affecting his stance or posture at all. A muffled, 'sorry,' escaped my mouth, but Ryder turned to me and took both my hands in his, blocking my view of the clearing completely."Close your eyes," he ordered, though he didn't use his Alpha voice. Still, I obeyed his commands as Ryder took me deeper into the clearing. I heard the sound of rushing water nearby and I guessed there was a stream or moving wa
As soon as I pressed myself closer to Ryder, I guess his male instincts took over and so did his dominance. He gripped my waist tighter, pulling me closer to him. Because I'd really never had practice at kissing, I just let Ryder lead the way, never really denying his actions.What I did know, though, was that Ryder's lips tasted like apples, the sweetness of it supposedly spilling onto his lips after his vicious bites. Suddenly, I felt Ryder's tongue lick at my bottom lip. I wondered if it meant he wanted access to my mouth, so I slowly opened my mouth, and almost instantly, Ryder explored my mouth with his tongue, receiving a surprised squeak from me.Ryder chuckled low in his throat against my lips and reluctantly pulled away from me, his face pink from lack of oxygen. For a moment, we only looked into each other's eyes, equal desire in his beautiful silver-blue orbs from what I felt, but after a few silent seconds, Ryder pulled me into his chest, cradling me bridal-style against
When I got back to my room and opened the door, I nearly had a heart attack when Milo came racing across the room to me, purring and wrapping his scrappy body around my legs. I chuckled at my own forgetfulness and reached down, stroking that cat as he purred gently. Not long after, I gave Milo new food and new water and began to get ready for the movie marathon day. On this day, every wolf from all the packs came and gathered in one clearing. We all packed our way in and brought blankets to sit on. All day, the Alphas and some of the Betas and Lunas played their favorite movies on a gigantic projector screen while half of the werewolves watched and the other half made out in the woods. I always assumed I'd be watching the movie… but maybe not.I got dressed quickly into the pajamas I planned for this event - a pair of black and white striped shorts and a matching white shirt with a black collar and sleeves. I threw my hair up into a messy bun and pulled on a pair of fuzzy socks and N
Ryder stood in the middle of the bridge, leaning against the railing and staring out over the lake - or at least that's what I saw from the angle I was standing at. But when he suddenly turned around, what I saw turned into my worst nightmare. With Ryder's back pressed up against the railing of the bridge, I saw a woman practically lying on top of him. And it wasn't just them playing and being silly, it was her mouth on his. And the kiss wasn't even forceful, Ryder looked as though he was enjoying it, along with the girl. His arms were wrapped around her slim waist - slimmer than mine - and her hands were playing around in his hair. Both sets of eyes were closed, loud, lustful, erotic moans coming from both Ryder and the girl who stole my mate from me. The girl was grinding her hips against Ryder's lower region and it wasn't long before I couldn't bear to watch any longer."STOP IT! STOP IT, STOP IT, STOP IT!" I screamed, tears already falling down my face. Both people broke away fro
I didn't stop running until the trees started and I knew I was far enough away from the Pack House to not be seen. My chest heaved as I brought in huge gulps of air, but my mind raced faster than my feet ever could. With each passing thought, I could feel myself growing dizzier and dizzier with more and more weight pressing down upon my already weak shoulder. What was I going to do? Tell someone and run the risk of being looked at even crazier? I had no proof! Not to mention the risk of being caught by Clive and River themselves. They'd surely rip me to shreds despite my blood type!I shook my head and kept walking, determined to make it to the forest clearing before I had a mental breakdown from all the stress. As I pushed my way through the thicket of undergrowth and trees, I felt myself growing more and more weary. I knew it would be alright if I had Ryder to console me, but now he was gone, not there to help me. I wasn't close enough to Axel to confide in him, but I knew one perso
Axel's P.O.VLeaning back on the heels of my hands, I stared at something other than the screen with the movie displayed on it. What I was staring at was a sculpted masterpiece, blessed by the Moon Goddess herself.I will admit, when it came to my sexuality, I was a bit timid to admit it, even to my closest friends. But that didn't mean I wasn't allowed to admire the person I found attractive. It would be the same if I were to stare at a girl. Even though I always thought this way to help myself sleep at night, I still felt guilty when I did admire other men. I always felt perverted, like I was doing something wrong. It was just out of the ordinary to feel that way about other men when I, myself, was a guy - or at least that was what I was told, since I was able to comprehend words. Still, though, I couldn't help but admire the perfectly chiseled face, the beautifully toned muscles, and the gorgeous smile of the current man I had my sights set on; Broddi.I know it's odd for me to be
Standing in front of me were two werewolves, both of their scents unfamiliar to my nose - meaning they were either rogues of leaders of packs far away. I deliberated running away, hoping - even though I knew they would - they wouldn't catch me, or standing there and holding my ground, preparing for a fight.But as I continued to examine the unknown wolves - one light, dusty brown color, the other a pure white - they looked nothing like a wolf about to attack would. In fact, the only emotion on their faces was a dull, but genuine, curiosity. So instead of running off like I was just about to, I watched as they disappeared into the bushes and appeared only a moment later, fully clothed, and as humans.The two were very clearly leaders, wherever they came from, and they were also very clearly mates, standing close together, hand in hand. One was a man and one was a woman, both very attractive, as most werewolves were. The woman was a petite and delicate one with middle-length light brown
It actually took Brandy more like ten minutes to get ready, but when she came out of the bathroom, finally finished, she glowed like the Moon Goddess herself - more than usual. Her hair was in a curly bun, strands falling loose and spilling onto her forehead and by her temples. Her makeup was stunning and bold, bringing out her hazel, chocolaty eyes. I honestly didn't mind her estimate was off because she looked absolutely gorgeous in the time given. "You look stunning," I awed as we walked out of my dorm. "Thanks!" Brandy smiled, pushing back a wavy curl, tucking it behind her ear, "I know it won't matter in what - Less than an hour? - but if this is my last chance at looking good, then I wanna rock it!""And you're wearing short enough shorts to be hidden by that dress," I joked. "These are what I call my bar shorts. I wear them when I'm trying to get-" I cut her off before she could finish. "Woah! Woah! Woah!" I stopped her before she could finish, "Let's just get to the cleari
I turned to Lindsay irritably, giving her a sour glare, "Go ahead.""Alright," that was the only time I'd ever heard Lindsay even resemble being hesitant, "Well I'm having trouble.. accepting death.""Why do you have to?" I asked incredulously, surprised by her statement."If I have no hope left, I fight better. The thought of losing everything, not being there makes it easier for me to fight like hell, give it my all like it'll be my last fight," Lindsay shook her head in an almost pitiful despair, "but now, I just can't. I feel like I do have things to lose.""It might help you - we all have our methods of keeping cool in the heat of battle - but not being ready to die isn't necessarily a bad thing," I challenged, "Nobody's ready to die. In fact, you shouldn't be. The will to live should drive you, not the lack thereof.""What should I do now?" Lindsay muttered stubbornly, "How will I be able to control my anxiety without the complete lack of care for my life?""Do you hear yoursel
The first to reach me and bombard me with questions was Clayton, her face a mask of anxiety, while Matt looked mellow and slightly irritated as per usual. She chewed nervously on the corner of her plush pink lip before approaching me, her eyes darting back and forth restlessly, "H-hey, Ruby. Can we talk? Matt and I have some things we're worried about and I could really use someone other than Matt to console me."I opened my mouth to answer her, a gentle expression spreading across my features, but just as words began to form in my mouth, Iona interrupted me, suddenly having been the second one to reach me, "Ruby, I need some help with something. I have this internal conflict type thing going on, and I could really use your superior knowledge of how to control emotions."Looking at her a light bit impatient, I began to hold up a hand to tell her to wait, but was interrupted yet again by a harsher voice this time. It was Lindsay, "Hey, we need to talk. I need to clarify some things qui
Axel's POV:"Oh yeah," I nodded in acknowledgement, not bothering to glance down at my hand, "I must have pricked my hand on some branches. I'm fine, so-""No! Look!' Broddi said urgently, giving my wrist a slight tug, "Look at your blood! It's silver!""What?" I asked, dazed, my heart beat picking up immensely. I lowered my eyes, everything around me moving in slow motion, down to the faintly stinging, shallow marks in my palm. Sure enough, my inner forearm was spattered with scarlet intertwined with a sparkling silver, "W-What does this mean?""I think it means," Broddi gulped, looking from my wrist into my eyes, his eyes reflecting the same emotion I felt; horror, "you have Lunar Blood.""I-I can't!" I stammered, "I've bled before, and I've never seen it silver! This has to be some sort of mistake! It must have been something I ate!""You're shaking," Broddi observed, worriedly, "Let's find the end of this path and settle down. I really don't want you passing out on me just yet."I
The alarm that I set the night prior before I drifted to sleep, blared achingly loud now in the morning when I really didn't want to wake up. I rolled over, and like an annoyed teen before school, I slammed my fist on the snooze button, nearly smashing the machine to bits. Milo laid beside me, and didn't budge as I sat up, grunting irritably while doing so. It was a few minutes before I had the energy to stand up, and when I did, I nearly collapsed back down.The whole lower part of my body was aching unbearably, and the tingling was steadily creeping upward, corrupting my lower stomach. The events of last night rushed back to my memory like a flood, and I groaned, the anxiety already stored within my chest mounting twice as fast.Ignoring the awful pain in my legs, and tense muscles in my thighs, I scrambled to my suitcase, pulled out one of my more dainty outfits, and scurried into my bathroom, uncomfortable changing around Milo again, who still slept peacefully on one of my golden
I sighed, and plopped down on the edge of the rock, swinging my legs over the ledge, and resting my head in my hands. After what felt like years of everyone in the clearing arguing over whether the plan was sufficient and had no flaws, practically making it fool-proof, everyone, more or less, came to an agreement, and we were all able to go home to get some rest for the big day. My legs were cramped, my throat was scratchy, I'd developed a migraine, and I was mildly irritated, but the plan was finally finished, so a satisfied feeling spread over me, soothing everything wrong. "What's wrong?" Grey asked, sitting down beside me, grunting while doing so. "Nothing," I yawned, rubbing my eyes, "I'm just tired.""Probably, considering you're used to sleeping three times a day," Grey teased, referring to yesterday when we spent the day together and I fell asleep multiple times. "Call me what you want," I smiled back, "I'm not ashamed to be one who can fall asleep easily. You'll be wishin
"R-Raven?" I stuttered, my voice a mixture of shock, terror, and dread. I hadn't seen him since the day of the dodgeball tournament - which felt like years ago, but was only three days in reality. "You know him, Ruby?" Grey asked, oblivious to the tension in the air, "Raven is one of my best soldiers. I didn't know you two knew each other."I regained my confidence, and narrowed my eyes into slits, "Oh, I know him alright. It doesn't surprise me that he's in your pack.""What is that supposed to mean?" Grey asked, looking back at the rest of the group for support."Nothing, really," I sneered, coming off a lot more vicious than I intended, and feeling slightly bad after Grey flinched. "Ruby, are you okay? Did I say something wrong?" Grey asked cautiously."You didn't," I growled, drawing my lips back at Raven, who instantly recoiled, his eyes sparking with the flames of fear and discomfort. Good, I wanted him to feel as uncomfortable as possible. Suddenly sensing the obvious host
As soon as Iona and I finished speaking, her agreeing to even give her life to the plan if needed, I called attention to everyone wandering around the lobby. Much to my surprise, everyone's attention instantly shifted from whatever they were doing, to me, causing me to shift uncomfortably under everyone's gazes. "It's about time to go, so we should probably get on the road," I said awkwardly, avoiding everyone's eye contact and staring at my feet that shuffled nervously. No one had any interjections or trouble with what I had to say, so they all quickly gathered into a line behind me, following as I pushed open the door into the night, or rather midday, but night sounded cooler. Just as we stepped outside, and I began to lead everyone across the parking lot full of snazzy cars, all kaleidoscope of colors, I realized just how lucky we all were to not have been caught by a higher authority. I mean, a group of mediocre ranked teens, standing around, looking suspicious - how could it h
'How's it going, kiddo?' A familiar voice echoed through my head, startling me to the point that I would've screamed if it wasn't for the tight clasp my teeth had on my lower lip.'Conall? Holy cow! I haven't heard from you in awhile. I was actually starting to get kind of worried,' I thought back, impatiently waiting for a response.'The reason you haven't heard from me is because you're doing well on your own so far. I've just come to say hi and give you a bit of advice real quick,' Conall replied.I felt a slight bit of pride at Conall's words, but asked; 'So what is it then? What advice do I need?''I guess you could say I just wanted to tell you not to hold a grudge. I'm afraid I can't be any more specific, but just remember that when encountering people later today,' Conall's words were oddly ominous, sending a shiver down my spine.'Alright,' I responded, making sure I mentally sounded skeptical, although I'm sure Conall could already tell I was a bit suspicious.'Good. Well, I