"What the hell Cara!"She's laughing like a lunatic by the time I come out and I clutch my towel to my chest.My hair is still wet, my body is still dripping, and I want to resist keeping my mouth hanging open because what the hell! How did she even get in here?I look at the door and it's slightly open. I guess she walked into the room, but that's not what I really want to figure out. What I want to figure out is how she got into this place?How did she get access into the house and how did she know I was going to come here now instead of going home?I turn to stare at the criminal now on my bed and she bursts out laughing again. What the hell is so funny?"You know with the way you're holding that towel people would think I'm here to do something really evil to you."I shoot her a glare through half open eyes and clutch my towel even tighter."How the hell did you get in here? And how do you know I'm staying here? Have you been stalking me Cara?"Her eyes light up at the mention of
"Are you okay?"Greg directs a burning glare at me and I smile and walk past him and off into the kitchen.It's been a day now since I had caught him crying in this very kitchen. Above this beautiful sink with the expensive tap head and just full on sobbing his heart out.I tried to comfort him and he did accept my condolences but he refused to tell me what the problem was.He just asked me not to feel worried about it and I guess that's what I did that day.Cara's brother introduced and identified himself as a cousin not a brother. I think I would have known if she had such a brother in her life.I helped a sober Greg with the food he was preparing and with the rest of the cleaning that came with preparing the food.When we served I made sure he left everything to me. I acted as host and he didn't seem to care. He picked away at his food while Cara and her brother wolfed theirs down.I could see Cara's cousin directing glances in Greg's direction but for all the glances he passed, Gr
Fred walks ahead while I walk behind and I try to keep how scared I truly feel from showing.He's walking fast and he shows no intention of slowing down at all. He's also smiling to teachers and students alike as he passes by.It's surprising, and it makes me remember his age in glaring detail.Twenty four. Just three years older than me and by far the youngest professor Cranford has ever seen.The rest of the staff will probably see him as some established gifted kid who rose up the ranks of his career due to natural intelligence and the fact that he's such a polite darling.I guess that might be true to them, but for me, I know that because of him the name Fredrick will forever leave a bitter taste in my mouth.It will leave a bitter feeling at the back of my throat and goosebumps all over my body. He's like a bad dream that won't come to an end.Almost like he hears my thoughts, the bad dream turns to look at me and I look elsewhere.I don't care. I just can't look at him without
I can tell the moment they arrive that they are here. The members of my board.They all sit round the table when I enter and they bow as a sign of respect. They are from all ages and races, all shades and walks of life. They are the elders of the Silver fang pack and they are the force that keeps us safe from the Drakin.They are my people. The ones who help me create peace in the pack and the ones who reach where my hands cannot.They are my eyes and ears, and togetherness we shall ascend into the greatness that has been our pack's from the first day we came into being as children of the moon goddess.My Beta sits to my left and my Delta to my right. The elkesia, a small faction made up of the heads of the most wealthy families who bear the mark of the Silver fang fan out after them.I let the Alpha aura come rolling out of me and their eyes light up, confirming their identities as my wolves, members of my pack and the ones who I have the firmest hold on. I can destroy them as easi
The lunch lady watches me from the corner of her eyes but I ignore her look and keep on chopping the carrots.I need to do something with my hands.I need to do anything with my hands. I'm pretty sure if I had been in class I would have been the most jittery and irritable thing to ever sit in a seat, and yeah, that's how bad my emotions are right now.Cara is at the door to the booth waiting for me to come out when I'm done but that doesn't make me work any faster.I cut and I chop and just let the steady motions take me away. I don't want to think because if I do think, only one thing comes to mind in my thoughts and I hate it.I hate the fact there is only one thing i can think of and that thing is none other than the words of a man who i am certain hates me down to my last bone.Give up Mr Ayden's offer and hand it over to Jane? My throat clogs up as I think of it and I blink back tears. What the hell.I can't even wrap my head around it. She already convinced our father and mothe
"We need to report this to someone Janette."I shake my head and try to hold Cara back but she just stomps ahead. People fall back as she advances and I sigh as I shake my head.How did I get someone so stubborn as a best friend?She's going up the stairs that will take her to Dean's office, stomping her way along and I run to catch up with her."Cara, wait!"She doesn't stop until she's fully up the stairs and I'm panting after her.She turns and I can see fury in her eyes."Are you really going to let him keep treating you like you're less than worthy because he's a fucker who wants to get into Jane's pants?"I make a shushing sound and look around. People are passing the corridor above me but no one is on the stairs right now. I look at Cara and I try to pass a silent message to her with my eyes. It's something we have always done. I've known Cara for four years now. She appeared when I was eighteen and for some years the only time I got to see her was on Fridays at Greg's.She wa
Cara agrees that we should not report Fred and I thank her for that.She also offers to help me out on this little mission I have embarked on but I tell her no. There's no way I would let her help me out with something like this.What I am planning to do is illegal on so many levels. Stealing is already a crime and I could be charged with breaking and entering too.I could have my life stripped from me in a mere matter of seconds if I am caught and I would prefer it if I am the only one who is caught.I don't want Cara to be in trouble too.The siren sounds and we walk back through the interlocked pathways to our various buildings. I still do not know what class Cara has next but she always seems to know which one I have next.Thankfully it's a class I actually like so I don't have to bother about being bored out of my wits in this class. I know I'll be okay if I cast my mind off Fredrick and focus, but getting into the class I see that is not going to happen at all.I am not even in
The class is over but I'm still in my seat. I know how the classes run and I know that this mini auditorium will be empty and free for the next hour or so.I know some students will come in, wanting to read and study, some just wanting to have some space to talk to that guy or girl they've been checking out for a while now.I am neither reading nor studying. I will argue that there is a difference between both of them but that's not what i'm supposed to do is it?I'm also not checking out anyone and neither am I waiting for an avenue to speak to anyone or ask them out. What i want to do is something everyone else in the school has done, i want to stand up and make my way out of the class but i can't.I don't know when this happened. Maybe it's when I stood up to go get the envelope that would contain the name of my partner for the project and the assignment we are supposed to work on, or when I stood up to let my top dry out properly. I don't really know when it happened, but I do kn
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"You guys are evil!"Greg rolls his eyes and I look at him because if there's anyone that's a devil here then he's the one. He's a bonafide demon.Leander is sitting on one of the couches, looking totally at home and that scares me a bit. I didn't leave for a week did i? I didn't even leave for a full day. It was just half a day, a night and seven hours after 7 am the next morning.So why the hell does it seem like Greg and Leander have suddenly become super close these past few hours?Can people become like that? Get close in a matter of hours?"Are you going to stay out there or are you going to come in?"I try not to make myself scowl at Greg but I scowl anyways and he smiles back at me when he sees that."You couldn't even help me with a few bags?""The bags aren't for me are they? Or did you get something for me?"I step into the living room and grunt as I do so. Even if I did get anything for him, I'm not freaking gonna give it to him.He's not going to get a single thing."
"Why didn't you get a massage? Julia said you were looking forward to one."I nod and try to get the five inch heels back on without a grunt."I did but they had only one masseur at hand.""And one isn't enough for you? They're all trained and I heard the one you saw was one of the best."I scoff lightly.'"Oh, he's one of the best alright."A chuckle escapes my lips and I let my anger boil up."One of the best jerks and sleazy motherfuckers I've ever been chanced to come across. He attends my school.""Atreau?"She even knows his name. I sigh and nod."Yes, him. He's the one I'm talking about."Safira slouches back in her seat like she's just been deflated and I notice it. A frown creeps on my face and I let myself assume.'"Do you know him personally?" She shakes her head."His dad is...... let's say a worker for Mr Bravlov's greatest rival. He's one of those people who is always at the forefront of any antagonism, but I hear Atreau isn't like that."I chuckle ruefully but I don't b
I can tell the spa is a high-end one just by walking into it.Two attendants flock to Safira, who they seem to be familiar with by the way, and who seems to find them delightful. I am ignored and I can see some of the ladies being attended to looking at me strangely.One of them chortles when I walk past and I feel my ears go hot and red.I need to get out of here.'"Janette, what are you doing just standing there?"Safira is loud and I can imagine half the people here now know I'm named Janette.I walk over to her as fast as I can but when I pass by a mirrored wall, I stop for the tiniest moment.The person who stares back at me in the mirror is almost one I do not recognize. It's still me, still Janette, with the acne-ridden face and the splotchy skin, too much forehead, and too few eyebrows. I'm still the one who stares back at myself, but right now, I don't know..... something has changed.The moment is finished as soon as it starts and I cross the rest of the distance to Safira
"No."Safira blinks and I can tell she's just as surprised as I am at the fact that I just said that.I just told her no.She cocks her head to the side and smiles. I can already see a plan forming in her eyes."What if I told you this was part of your training?""If it was, you would have told me that at the onset, not popped it on me now.""But what's so bad about going on the streets in clown outfits? It'll be fun."I'm not doubting the fact that it'll be fun, I know it will. I've always heard of Safira's antics. She records the most amazing videos of prank-like situations but her pranks are always unique.Like the one video where she got a group of actors like herself to dress in Victorian-era style clothes and act like they just popped into the twenty-first century from a party they had been at a second ago.One of them full on tried to disrobe an officer who wanted to arrest them for making a ruckus. It was so funny watching an officer of the law get flustered and confused.I a
"Hello, Greg?""Where have you been Janette?"Although I had half expected him to be almost nonchalant and relaxed it still sorta hurts when I hear it. He sounds like he's asking a casual question.The same way I would ask someone "How's the traffic today?" or "What do you say we have for lunch?"He sounds so unconcerned."Good to know you were worried about me."Greg chuckles sarcastically and I can imagine him rolling his eyes as he sips his lemon-flavored tea. "Cut the bullshit, Janette. Where have you been?"I sigh and flop back onto the billionaire's bed."Sleeping with a billionaire. I'm in his bed right now."Greg chuckles and I wonder what would happen if I told him I actually did something sexual with Ayden Bravlov. I scoff internally.He wouldn't care, that's what. I'm sure he wouldn't care if the sun itself had a crush on me and that sort of hurts, again, but I feel I can understand Greg. I wouldn't care about a lot of things too if the person I had something for was gett
The sun burning on my skin yanks me out of sleep and I groan as I turn over and away to seek out comfort on some other part of the bed.When I roll twice and find that there's still more space for me to keep going, I know something is wrong. Something is terribly out of place. I stretch and open my eyes to look around my room but that's the funny thing, the walls my eyes meet don't look anything like the walls to my room in Greg's home."Fuck."The memories from last night come crashing onto me like a tsunami and I bury my face in the sheets."Fuck."Fuck fuck fuck! How the hell did I end up here? This is Mr. Bravlov's home, I know that. But why am I in his bed and why the hell am I naked! I reach for the closest piece of fabric my hands can get and I yank it over my exposed ass. I don't need to think before I realize where my clothes are. I don't need to try looking to know this is the morning of the next day and I spent the night in a billionaire's bed!Not just any random billi
I tell her about my life.It's relieving having someone to talk to when you aren't sure of yourself, and right now I feel like that.I've shut down my end of the connection with Janette so what she does with my father is privy to only her and him right now, but I still tell Lycia that it affects me.I tell her it makes me feel anger, and shame, at the fact that she'll never see me the way I had hoped she would one day come to.I always hoped that one of these days, my father would kick me out of the pack and I would seek out Janette.I would tell her I like her and that I want her to be mine. Of course, that would be after we cross over, suffer a defeat in the battle for our kingdom and return to our lives in the human world, but I still expected it. That when we came back my father would banish me from the pack and hand over the mantle to someone else.I wanted Janette to warm up to me more..."But now she's banging your dad isn't she?"I turn on my bed, only feeling the blankets an
"When the moon comes out at full glow our power surges...."I listen to the words and feel them escape my mind the next moment. There's little I can do to bring them back and I know I should listen, these are the words of a being from the other world, the memories of her own personal teachings that brought about a rise in the innovative use of gifts by the goddess's gifted.I should listen to what she's saying...... but I can't.Janette and my father let out ripples of passion that make me feel sick.It sickens me that she's being so easily deceived by him, and it sickens me that she's being manipulated by that hypocrite, someone who would kill members of his pack for having carnal relations with another's mated or a human but who bites out of the same acts himself simply because he can and there's no one who can stop him.My room falls into subdued darkness and a gem-like object hovers in the space in front of me, just at the same level with my eyes and glowing with a faint blue colo