It's six thirty when my father lets Janette go, and even then I can still see the passion flickering between them.It must have surprised him the same way it surprised her. The Alpha of the Crescent moon pack would rather die than lay a hand on any human woman.Pack members also aren't allowed to take such actions. Pack members live close to each other, so their kids can serve as romantic interests. Any child born to the pack must be a full-fledged werewolf, those who are not get killed.Yes, The Alpha of the Crescent moon pack would do that.I shut off the sight and close my eyes.That's what I've chosen to call this ability, sight. It's the only way I can see and even then I'm not really seeing. I don't know what a park looks like, or a journal. A football stadium, a hockey field, cars and pens, shoes, clothes, walls, roller coasters, I don't know what they look like.I don't know what Janette looks like either.My father can see her and he can see the rest of the world, so maybe th
The car drops me off at Greg's place and I can tell all at once that I am not ready to see him.Can I look at him in my current state? I feel like my crimes are written on my forehead and my eyes are screaming guilty!I kissed Ayden Bravlov.Not just a chaste kiss but a deep one, the kind I've only seen in telenovelas. I kissed Ayden Bravlov!I don't know if I'm to scream or bury my hands into my hair and start pacing like a lunatic. I actually kissed Ayden Bravlov.Oh my god.I kissed Ayden Bravlov."Questioning your life choices after a fun night out?"I snap upright immediately to see someone behind me. A lady with fiery red hair and the looks of a seductress. She smiles at me and I feel my heart skip a beat.I catch myself in time and look away, smiling shyly."It's nothing as grand as that to be sincere. I'm just confused. "She chuckles and pats me on the head as she walks by."Take some water and you'll be fine."I doubt water will make me fine but I nod and watch her walk thr
Greg slams the door in my face and I look at the plastic cup of tea in my hand and the paper bag in the other. He can be a prickly little bitch but he's still kind and caring at least. I have breakfast on my way to school. Pedestrians look at me and one guy on the subway summons up the courage to approach me and ask if he could know my name. That melted my heart to be sincere, especially when he called me pretty but I figured he was just baiting me. I said my name was Joan. I like being anonymous, and until I can figure out what the cause of the general public not recognizing me might be, I'll keep on with this, not letting myself be too well known that I am at risk. I can imagine that Ayden is declining all the offers for an interview. I doubt any of my classmates want me to get even more clout than they suspect I already get. Some of them think i'm being worshiped on the streets now, adored and praised by the common people, but they don't know i'm barely even being recognized.
"Where is he now?" Axel mumbles something that is not a reply and I let him. Xavier has always been able to navigate his way around the city well, and with what happened last night, I think there's something to him that I'm not seeing. Something he's keeping from me. "He's at the same bench he's been on since the last time you called, Alpha." I fix up the buttons of my shirt and grunt in confirmation. Xavier is hiding something. I want to know what it is. "Keep an eye on him, notice anyone around him and investigate them. He might be blind but he's not harmless. I don't want to believe my blood has failed me in such a heavy way." I cut the call after I hear Axel's response and I knot my tie. I look into the mirror and the person who stares back at me is someone I would feel relaxed to see. Effortlessly handsome and capable, A real Alpha. That is the kind of child I had imagined I would give birth to. A child that would be a mirror of me and all the Alphas gone before us. Xavi
"I thought we said we would never sign up for this stuff?"I roll my eyes at the outrage Cara has embedded in her question and take the turn that will lead us to the stairs."Drama club wouldn't be the worst thing to happen to us Cara. It certainly won't kill us."I turn to look at her with a smile on my face but she just meets my smile with a sneer and looks away."Speak for yourself. You already have a group project to work on and yet you're signing up for Drama club. Drama Club, Janette! You know who controls that club don't you?"I nod and feel the smile on my face grow even wider. I am so not ready for all of this. But I know I'll have to push through if I want to emerge victorious, and by victorious, I mean in possession of something I would have had to steal before.The drama club is run by Fredrick and his band of top students. Really mean people who I would never go near unless my life depended on it.And it may at this point because I don't think there's any other life I wo
"I'd like your assignments handed in by tomorrow at most. Not a second past 7 a.m, and Janette my face is down here, not out the window."I want to break out in tears again but instead, I just look back at the professor and hope she sees the apology in my eyes. If I say anything right now I'll end up crying, and I do not want to cry at this moment.The day is almost over. I haven't signed up for Drama club, Drake is probably still outside the gates, or he's decided he doesn't need to do all that waiting and that it won't change anything. It might have before, but now that Cara's in the hospital, it's not going to do anything. The moment I am out of this class, I'm going to the hospital, or to get Greg. I don't know the name of the hospital she's been taken to and Greg was close friends with her brother, he can get that kind of information for me.The question of why he would do that pops into my mind but I bat it aside for later. I can handle all of that later. There's no reason why h
Greg drives and keeps on driving and for a while I wonder if he's taking us round in circles until he can finally summon the courage to stop in front of Cara's house, or if this house is just unnaturally far.According to him, it's in a private housing estate and he's been there many times so there would be no reason for him to get scared.He didn't seem scared or conflicted within himself to me, but Greg has always been good at hiding things and I don't trust the look on his face.If he's feeling conflicted then I'm sure he's not going to let it show. He's going to keep a cool face while I burn from the inside because of my impatience and apprehension. Cara's house can't be this far can it?I feel like I just asked a major question right now because I've never really been to Cara's house. It's never really come up between us that we need to come to each other's place. I have seen the interior of her room a few times on video calls, but apart from that i don't know where she lives. I
We're on our way up to Cara's room and I decide that looking around is a better option than staring at the brother of my best friend.I'm guessing he's master William then? Whatever. I don't want to know more about him than I already do.I finally notice the motif in this place though. It's weird that I haven't picked it up yet. There are wolf paintings almost everywhere. They're mixed into the wallpapers, they appear and disappear at different intervals on the floor. They're mixed into almost every surface I can find here and the thing that really fascinates me is that I can't see them unless I try really hard.It's like they don't want to be seen, and I want to believe that's just a trick of the light and my poor eyesight, but I've seen it on too many surfaces for it to be a coincidence. There's nothing I can think of that would bring an explanation for that, so I cast it out of my mind and decide to focus on something else.Like the ceiling for example."You're Cara's friend rig
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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