ZADEOlivia is mad.I wouldn’t blame her, I have been subtly avoiding her as I take care of this mess we are in.“Did I do something wrong?”I hate seeing her mad or making her uncomfortable.“I have been up and down dealing with this mess. You haven’t done anything wrong,” I pull her to me, kissing the top of her head.I used to feel good holding her. I used to love being in close contact with her, touching and even fooling around constantly. As werewolves, we are highly sexual and tactile so as much skinship as we can get, we welcome it.Now I am getting no joy holding her. A big part of me desires to keep her at a distance and not touch her because she doesn’t feel right.Because she isn't her.I think Olivia is starting to notice it too because she pulls away, giving me her back. She wipes a tear away, crossing her arms. I feel like a dick for doing this to her.“I thought that I could ignore it but you can't even hold me without thinking about her.”There is only one person who h
ARII have hardly slept the whole night.So when I hear the knob of my dorm room turn, I am wide awake, alert; but I am too slow because the door bangs open, and before I jump from the bed to the living room, I am tackled down on the floor before being hauled back on the bed.I am not weak, but I haven’t eaten for days too, so the assailants easily overpower me.Five girls to one.They are all wearing ski masks, but I know who it is even with the masks. Two people have promised me to make my stay here so much more interesting, and one of them is making it true to make their promise so early in the morning.She is carrying a bucket. I am struggling and trying to fight off the girls who have me pinned on the mattress, but I can't. So I am immobile as she tips the bucket, and ice-cold water that must have been from the freezer drowns me.The cold hit me, and I gasped, trying not to drown. I am soaked from head to toe, but I still struggle until the girls start hitting me.Punching and ki
ARII am a ghost, fleeting through lives and not even living. I get told to go this way, I do. When I am told to jump, I do.The only color and life that is in my life is the fact that I will be done with this life when I graduate. I thought it would be when I turned eighteen but no. That came with being told I had to mingle and be like the rest of the kids. Be like the legacies.The owner of the life I am living.Owners. That’s how I feel about them. Nothing in this life is mine. I don’t feel like I belong. I don’t wish to. I lost my home, I lost myself and right now I am only going through the motions.Sure, I act and show my mother that I am normal. I put on a fucking smile when I need to, and I laugh and tell a joke when it is needed. All for her not to look at me too closely. Not to question my character because then she might see me. The real me.Then she will see the real daughter she has.Dead. Hollow. An empty shell grasping at life even though I am failing to hold on.I find
ARIIt’s all happening too slowly, yet my whole body is frozen. My eyes widen as his face slowly closes in and his lips press on mine.They are soft, cushiony… and very hot. I can feel his breath on my face, the way he smells, closing me. Before I can control myself, I close my eyes, one hand touching his chest that’s inches away from mine, leaning in.It's hard ... defined ...I part my lips, and his tongue brushes inside my mouth, causing me to shiver and a moan involuntarily escapes from my lips, my knees getting weak.Just as I relish this feeling … this alien warmth I have never felt in my life … it gets ripped away and I am left panting, seeking it but the cause is stepping back, putting some distance between us.Zade looks at me with a cruel smirk, those silver eyes so dark and cold I think I might turn to frost as he spits down.“just like your mother and yet you say I shouldn’t do, what?” he wipes his lips like it's disgusting, no. Like I am disgusting before he sputs again.
ARINo beauty of the morning can melt away the anguish and the coldness slowly seeping inside my heart.“oh my!” my mom’s high-pitched exclamation makes me wince a little.“Hi Mom,” I murmur, tugging my lips into a smile as we hug but before I can sit down, she pulls me closer to her.“Whatever happened my baby? Have you been crying?”I nod, looking down, and when she pulls me for a hug, I feel the tears prickling again at the back of my eyelids. I squeeze them shut, not wanting to start another crying session. I missed my mom.I let her hold me until I am ready that’s when we pull apart.The visitor's court is set up like a restaurant, with an actual restaurant and tables under fancy umbrellas and green lawns.“I am so sorry baby, I should have come sooner,” she grips my hand and I frown.“What?”“I heard that you got mated but he rejected you,” she looks so guilty. “This is all my fault.”“How is this your fault?” my words come out a little sharper than I intend to and I notice her
ARIOn the flyer I was given, Evencrest Academy- the name scrawled out in big bold letters, it was made clear from the beginning that it would be nothing like the human schools I attended so far.Sure, it has only wolves, but they all come from different packs under one massive tree: the legacies.The legacies themselves are in the official pack- the Phoenix pack where Mr. Parker is the alpha, the king alpha, and his son zade, is the future alpha prince.With all the royalties going to the academy and the top of the cream pack daughters and sons of the pack members going there too, the curriculum is bound to be special and top-notch.Or so I expected.Today, there is a sort of trial going on.Yep, the school has an annual cull that happens after every red moon and the reason is to eliminate. One would ask themselves to eliminate what? After all, the students here are people who say death would cause shakes and disturbance. But no, this is a special type of trial.This is where all tho
ZADE“She is going to kill her.”Rowan, my best friend snickers as he continues playing against me in the video game we are matching up against.“She is not going to kill her, because she knows that she is not supposed to,” I correct him, as I defeat him in the game.“Rhea said they are going to be jumping her, do you think she can survive that?”I know his twin sister is a menace and Livie’s best friend. Maybe Rowan is right, that the girl mated to me might be in danger tonight.“Dude, how lucky are you, being fought for by two hot girls, all wanting to be your mates?” Castiel, my other best friend's shoulder bumps me from my right side, as he takes the controller from Rowan's hand and starts another match against me.“he doesn’t want the new girl, he is set on only Olivia, his childhood sweetheart,” Logan who is seated behind us watching us play sounds so bored by the conversation, and his sarcastic tone grates on my nerves.“says the guy who is being driven crazy by a girl,” I stan
“Why do you hate her so much anyway?” a girl who is wearing all black asks as she crosses her arms, looking so bored.“Rhea, she is mated to Zade. What other excuse do you need to support me on this?”Rhea shrugs. “That's enough, it's just that she looks so pathetic. She is shaking.”“And? When has that ever stopped you from stepping on a cockroach?”Rhea shrugs again. “you're right. Let's do this I need to catch up with my show.”“do you think Zade might get back on us for this? I know you are not worried since you are his girlfriend and all, but I don’t want to get on his bad side,” the third girl looks at Olivia with wide baby blue eyes.“Katie, focus,” Rhea snaps her finger on her face.“zade doesn’t mind. He told me to have fun tonight right before he gave me this,” Olivia raised a club stick.“I see why you two are a match,” Rhea rolls her eyes.As they have this conversation, Olivia is still pulling my hair, and then she presses the club on my face.“Should I ruin your face fi
ARI“nothing.”I huff out a chuckle. “you went through all of this just to tell me that you know my secrets?”“I know what makes you tick. Your volatile temper, your unstable wolf, all in the palm of my hands. What do you think I am going to do with you?”“I am not your toy to play with.”“Who said anything about playing with?”“Is this another prank? Is your girlfriend going to pop out of the shadows recording us?”Zade’s sardonic laugh is enough to tell me no. “livie’s games are cute. If I started my games with you, you wouldn't survive.”“why? Why are you doing this?”“Because I want to get to know you better,” his smile sends warning signals to my brain. “see, I got mated to you, the universe’s way of a dirty joke. I mean you are mine to do whatever I want to. You are a girl that I want to see shine. Burn and burst into billions of sparkles, light up the whole sky.”He stands up, walking towards where I am stuck in place by his will. “I want to know every little thing that is goin
ARIThere are too many stairs.My foot slips, almost making me fall down the endless stairs, but strong hands catch me. That makes me giggle, my head bowing.“I am so drunk.”“my shoes can attest to that.”“I will send you money for dry cleaning.”“you're yet to pay for the clothes but whatever.”That makes me pout, looking at the back of the boy holding my hand and leading me upstairs. “do you think I won't do it?”“do what?”“pay you back.”“I don’t care.”“Why don’t you like me?”“you puke all over, get drunk with strangers, and make a mess whenever you go. Should I continue? The list is long.”“you are hard to like too you know?”“I don’t care.”“even if you smell nice, even if you are the most attractive person I have ever seen, you are the coldest, most heartless person I have equally ever seen. Your dark soul cancels out the physical appearance.” I shiver.“I am sure Seb would love to hear that.”“Charming is the best!” I hiccup. He is gentle and sweet, he listens, and he told
ARICharming does not take long.The bottle doesn’t have the burning effect like it did in those first gulps. Now it's going down smoothly as I tiptoe around the huge room, looking at the empty and bare room save for the clothes and the bed.Whose room is this?The one I was in didn’t have anything either, just a bed and nothing else. Is this his style? Minimalism?How typical.I walk over to the large window and push it open. I sit by the sil and look at the view. A garden. The moon is on a crescent tonight, the breeze is so soothing and cool over my hot skin.The world is slightly tilting though. I get off, the curtains fluttering as the breeze flows in the room. I think I should stop drinking. I am starting to feel like the room is moving even when I am not.Someone walks into the room. When did the door open?“Miss me?”“Charming? What took you so long?”I start walki
ARIIt’s not hard to find Charming.Sebastian, that’s what the jerk called him. He is leaning on the kitchen wall, drink in hand as he watches people dance. He is very attractive; tall, blond, blue eyes, an athletic body that’s showing under his snug white tee, and low-riding jeans.With such a face and a body, I know he must have a girlfriend or a mate. Some girls are dancing in front of him, trying to catch his attention but he doesn’t seem interested. Doesn’t even look at them.He looks like he is about to leave too. That’s my cue.“You aren't planning on leaving me alone at this party are you?”He turns around, surprised followed by a smile echoing on his face as he looks at me. ”I thought you were under lock and key for the rest of the night.”I ignore that and choose another direction. “Leaving already?”“Not anymore,” his gr
ZADESomething has been wrong for days now.The girl I hate seems to have invaded my mind, body, and soul. I wake up thinking about her, I walk around the campus, looking for her, hoping to get a glimpse of her. I wonder how she is, think of her, and want to feel her around me.She is a disease, a virus that has crept up on me and invaded my senses. Nothing seems good enough for me anymore unless I feel her, I feel her presence and I am comforted by that.I have turned to this desperate person I don't recognize anymore. The only time I get to feel her is when she is asleep, then I can slip through the wall that she has put up. She doesn’t know how to keep me blocked all the time, which is working for me.I creep into her space, through the bond, watch her, feel her, and slip out as quietly right before she wakes up. That’s how my days are these days.This girl, this girl I am meant to hate and crush under my heel has turned me into a desperate, weak being.There is nothing I want more
ARII have imagined how it feels like to die.So many scenarios have gone through my mind including drowning. It's one thing to imagine and it's another to experience it.I am sinking, my limbs are usually flapping but I am still going down. The first instinct is to scream, but my mouth fills up my mouth eyes sting and the more I inhale, the more I feel like my lungs are giving up on me.No one is going to save me.At some point, I can only watch the lights above getting further and further, the heaviness growing inside me and pulling me under. The water ripples above me, but it seems like miles away. A figure is coming towards me, almost in slow motion.I start closing my eyes, beginning to feel light, starting to give up on the force that’s urging me to kick and try to save myself. The urgency to live is slowly fading away.Hands grab my hand, jerking me and I try to open my eyes, I do but it's just too much. It feels so hard to stay awake.Someone is pressing on my chest, and a muf
ARIEver since I stepped into this school, I have been seen.Eyes have watched me get stripped off, thrown to the ground, stomped on, and left there to lie in my own misery. They have seen too much. They have seen the emptiness, the desire to be seen by another that plagues me, the cracks in my soul.I didn't have anywhere to hide; still don’t.So whenever someone looks at me, they look at me like they know everything about me.Charming isn't looking like he knows me or knows of me. he is looking at me as someone who wants to know about me, from me.“are you going to take a drink?”I am still holding the cup. It smells horrible. I think I make a face because he starts chuckling. “it's supposed to smell like that but it makes you feel good.”“does it taste as it smells?”“worse.” he purses his lips and nods. “it tastes way worse.”I raise my eyebrows at him in curiosity. “I thought you would have encouraged me or even lied about it.”“I don’t want you to hate me when I have just met yo
ARICrowds are always jarring me.Loud noises and so much activity makes me feel like I am in the middle of a tornado and I can't escape it.Immediately I get near the massive black gate, the noises become more prominent. There is aloud heavy music playing somewhere in there, a stark difference from the dark, quiet path that leads to the residence.I look behind me, shoes scrapping on the pavement, and exhale. What do I need to do in there? I can be like Mimi, get in bed, finish my series, and sleep. Nothing will happen to me in the comfort of my bed. I didn't have to deal with this uncomfortable feeling or even the thought of how unpredictable things can get tonight.But I have been doing that all my life- laying low. In my comfort zone. I don’t want to hide anymore. I am itching to have some fun in my life and live a little and that means walking past the black gates and into that party.I dig in my blazer’s pocket and thumb the invitation card. Am I supposed to show it to someone,
ARIThe first thing I sense when I wake up is that I am not alone.Someone is flipping pages beside me. I open my eyes and turn to see who it is.“You're awake!”Mimi.I sit up touching the back of my head. I can't believe he hit me.“how long was I asleep for?”“mmh, about two hours. The classes are all done.”“Great,” I get off the bed and stretch. “why is everyone such a bitch in this school? We respect for you of course.”“you will get used to it.”“I don’t like how you say that,” I glance at her. “do you just sweep things under the rug because you don’t want to face them?”“Well yes. That’s me. I don’t like confrontation, I would rather die than put myself in that position willingly. But I do see how harsh they are to you. It's one thing to jump you but to hold a party and invite you to? Do they plan on killing you there?”That perks my interest. “what party?”Mimi looks like she has let something slip out. “oh, uh, no party. I never said anything about a party, what?”“you said