ARI
The limo rolls through the massive gates and a long driveway comes into view, giving into tall stone buildings that look like castles. The school is so massive, and beautiful that it puts to shame all the private top schools I went in the human world.
“Do you like it?” Mr. Parker asks me and I nod, while turning to look at them.
“I wanted us to stay and meet your new friends and mates but Jacob has a meeting in New York so we are leaving tonight; you don’t mind do you?” my mom asks and I shake my head.
“Mom, I will be okay. I will let you know everything tonight,” I wave the gadget I am holding, “I have this thing called a phone, it allows people to communicate when they are long distance.”
My parents laugh, my mom rolling her eyes at me. “Look at you, treating me like an old lady,” she cajoles, and I laugh as I look outside the window again just as the limo stops.
Some students are mingling at the front and I wonder how I will be received since I am the only one who is attending the school as a newbie. Everyone here has grown up together and formed bonds and friends. Werewolves are so big on communities and letting others in that I know breaking and being part of them is going to take me a minute.
Taking the small black backpack, I step out and go behind to check if everything I need is not forgotten. The driver starts to unload my suitcases.
“the air is so fresh, you will be okay here. I was worried a little but Jacobs says it's okay. He talked to Zade, and told him to look out for you.”
The mention of the prince makes my heart jump but I maintain the cool façade and nod. So he already knows I am coming here.
great.
The prince wrote me a two words note, on the night we officially moved into his home.
‘watch out.’
It was enough to know where I stood with him, and he even sent a louder message when he moved out the very same night, not even crossing paths with us.
I never thought much about it, but Mr.Parker was enraged the following morning when he found out his son had moved out and was never coming back. It hurt my mother, and that made me mad because his leaving made my mom know he was never going to accept her.
I couldn’t give a fuck if he didn’t accept me, because honestly, I was here for a limited time anyway. The last thing I wanted was to be caught up in his drama and get a misunderstanding that I was to take his place in his father’s heart.
So I know that the prince is not going to look out for me, he is going to assume I don’t exist and that’s fine with me. It's perfect for me as I intend to remain low-key and finish my schooling here as a wallflower before I go on with my plans.
Mother links her arm with mine, pulling me out of my thoughts and I smile, as she sighs, looking around. “You are always leaving me, always going somewhere, living in other places but home.”
My home was taken away.
“I know it's hard for you to accept our life as it is now, and you miss our family, I know it all, Ari,” she lightly squeezes my arm and I look down, swallowing hard.
“I miss them too, so much every day. But he makes me so happy and I am slowly healing,” she goes on, as she looks at Mr. Parker who is talking the headmaster while my luggage is taken to my dorm.
“That’s all I want; for you to be happy. I am going to be fine here. I am strong enough to go through tonight,” I hold her hand which is still clutched around my arm.
“I am sorry, I don’t know if you will ever forgive me because of lin, but I will never stop apologizing and finding a way to get her back to you.”
Lin, my wolf awakening when I was only nine in the very early stages of the tragedy that hit my family made her being with me so dangerous that my mom had to do something about it. Being a white wolf, living in the city and at my age posed a threat to us at risk of our nature being known to the humans and also those who were after us.
“She will come. She came then, she will come now.”
The lie tastes bitter in my mouth but I say it anyway for her sake.
I get a tingling sensation that I am being watched at the back of my neck. Despite my heightened hearing, I don’t hear or see anyone who is watching me so I just shrug it off. Mom and Mr.Parker finally leave and I watch the limo pull away from the gate.
I wave at them goodbye and at the corner of my eye, I see a shadow move, but it disappears before I see who it is.
“Okay, Ari. Time to face your new life. We have done this before, they are no different than humans, you just have to be perfect as usual and the years will fly by so quickly,” I whisper to myself as I finally take the leading steps to take me in my dormitory building.
***
I couldn’t have been further from the truth.
Nothing about this school is remotely close to the human boarding school I attended.
I get to have a private dorm to begin with, which looks like a full apartment. Secondly, there isn't a single person who has come to welcome me and try to be my friend as the new girl. Every hall and room I go to as I tour alone, they all assume me as if I am invincible.
I might have assumed that they were indifferent and busy with their own lives if I didn’t get the cold shoulder from the administrator in charge of my timetable and schedule for my classes and activities.
I stood there, confused as to why the woman was only typing assuming my presence as I asked her for the third time if I could get my timetable.
“Everyone has been told to not talk to you and assume you are invincible,” a voice speaks behind me.
Whirling around, I come face to face with a tall lanky boy, with curls that make his whole appearance look boyish and cute, in a nerd way.
“Excuse me?” I ask, wondering if I heard that right.
“It’s a rule now. You are to be treated like you don’t exist, because you have broken a rule as well.”
“Why are you talking to me?”
“Because it was a little sad to see you talk to her and not get answers,” he shrugs like what he has told me isn't a big deal.
“Whatever rule did I break? I just got here and who is making these rules anyway?” I can't help but ask sarcastically as I roll my eyes. This is ridiculous and so juvenile.
“I did.”
I turn around and come face to face with the infamous Zade Parkers, the future king alpha … and sort of my stepbrother.
ARIStanding 6’5 foot of perfection is looking at me with … hate and murder in his eyes that I forget how to breathe.Dressed in all black, his hands are tucked in his pickets, his perfect body so evidently godly sculpted despite the layers, a sharp jaw, chiselled cheeks, and piercing blue eyes. His hair cropped short leaving the front a little longer, he is so magnificent, insanely beautiful it should be a crime.“If you are done ogling-““I am just wondering why you have declared war on me. I just got here.”The lanky guy who is behind me chokes and I wonder what his deal is.“Don’t ever interrupt me when I am speaking again.”I have imagined my first time meeting the prince so many times and it always involved us wearing formal clothes, and acting cordial even though the only thing that connects us is our parents. I never thought it would be this harsh and unwelcoming.He comes near me, his alpha energy palpable that the lanky guy starts to choke. I try to hold my own but I feel i
ZADEI never expected her actually to come here.She must have been so stupid or deluded because when I saw her getting out of the limo with my father and her mom looking like a perfect family, I knew she had just signed her death warranty.I haven’t seen her physically before, but I have kept my eyes on her all these years since they came to my home. Ever since my father mated another woman and forgot about my mom like she never existed in the first place.Nothing pained me more than when he assumed to be perfect and began being an actual father to her and a loving doting mate to the whore of the mate who then proceeded to come into the house, my mom’s house, and get the title, Luna; the title my mom was proud of.I hated them.My thoughts are cut short when I see her walking towards the ballroom from the balcony I am standing on. I didn’t think she would attend, but she is; walking and looking like she belongs here. I want to show her how much she doesn’t and make sure she regrets i
ARI“What a phony!”“So delusional!”“I don’t even feel sorry for her. Everyone knew Zade was choosing Olivia tonight.”The students sneer and talk about me so openly, throwing me disgusted glances like I am the worst person in the whole world.I do feel shitty but it has nothing to do with the way the students are all looking at me where I am still on the floor, tears running down my face, looking like a mess.I try to stand up but trip on my dress and fall back down again and they snicker, before going back to the ballroom and closing the door behind them.They can’t stand my sight.I have always been alone and I never minded it, because I knew I had my mother. But in this moment I feel so alone in the world when I am left in the hallway. I knew that getting mated to Zade would not end well, but this was a catastrophe.I am still feeling our shredded bond very fresh and I wonder if I will ever heal, or if the pain of being rejected tonight is going to add to the grave of pain that I
ARIHave you ever felt so alone in the world that you knew that no one was coming to save you?No matter who is around you, they won’t help you even if you are on your last breath. When you can’t reach out to those who can help you because your back is against the wall?That is my life.The first days are supposed to be chill, and boring and the new student is supposed to be invisible.Not me.At least not this time.A hot cup of water is thrown on my face and I feel it burning my skin, scalding me that I am in so much pain but I don’t cry out.One thing I promised myself yesterday night after reality dawned on me is that I won’t cry. I have no more tears to cry, and giving them the satisfaction of seeing me crying and in pain is something I won’t do.Even though I want to cry out and run to stick my face in the freezer, I only clench my jaw as I try to open my eyes.The girl in front of me is smirking, looking at me …daring me to say anything. I am nothing here. A mere dirt, poor, ch
ZADEI settle my eyes on the girl who is giving me the cold shoulder like she has any right to ignore my presence.So, my mom died and then my father found another woman immediately after. There is nothing wrong with having to fuck another, but to marry the said woman, to mate her and claim her, months after my mom’s death? That’s downright cruel. To make it worse, he invited the whore and the daughter to my house. The home my mom has decorated and made it ours. The home she grew up in. Then she redecorated. The last time I went there, I couldn’t even recognize anything. All the memories, any trace of my mother is gone and what’s left of our family … is nothing. All gone.So yes, I hate them. They have taken my family away. I hate my father as well. How could he do this to my mom?I hate him and his new family. I hate them all.If I hate them and I want nothing to do with them, then they should stay in their space and I will stay in mine. The contact should be as minimal as possible.
ZADEI am far ahead of all classes, a requirement I have been drilled into since I could walk and attend school.That’s why I can afford to miss the normal classes and meet my grandfather.I have always been close to him, but ever since I fell out with my father, we have been closer than before. I meet him in the country clubhouse outside Oakland.“How is school?” the tall man whose strength I can feel even standing a few feet away asks me.Our generation has always sired alphas and leaders. We have always been the king alphas, and I will continue the bloodline by making sure my children and the children of my children all follow in their footsteps.“I have passed all the examinations. I am ahead of all classes by two lessons,” I respond as I hit the small ball with my stick feeling impressed.“That is the bare minimum. How is your combat level? Are you keeping up with the training? Political classes that you are taking outside your normal school work?”My smug smile fades as I nod. I
ARII don’t have any other class with the devil’s incarnate which is a relief. I don’t see him either and that should come as a relief, but simply because I can’t see him doesn’t mean what he can’t do his minions can’t too.I get tripped as I leave classes, I find garbage in my locker and I stand through all the classes.Not a single time does a teacher blink or even ask why I am standing instead of sitting. I tried sitting in the last class I had today but then a guy stood up and broke it.He then told me I could sit down.I am on my last thread. I feel like crying but I won’t. I am hungry, knowing that what happened during lunch will happen again at dinner time.I took a plate and went to serve myself at the huge cafeteria that could have been a five-star hotel. But then the servers all closed the buffets and ignored me.It didn’t matter whether I asked them to open or even ask them why they were denying me food. It was like talking to deaf people.But once I walked away, they were
ARIThe most infuriating this is that I don’t care for him. I could care less who he kisses or even fucks if he wants. But then this stupid bond that’s tying him to me is making it impossible for me to breathe when he touches her.She is his girlfriend and he was not even a person I could consider three days ago. Now, I want him to myself, I feel betrayed and hurt.I am heartbroken when he is touching another person and it’s not me.I should get comfortable with this feeling because that’s how it will be. He is not leaving her and I am apparently not going anywhere too.I am a third-wheeler in their relationship. I have to stay and be with him because of his stupid wolf, get hurt all while long as he has his fun and lives his life.That’s what my life has been currently reduced to.How pathetic is that?I lock the door once I am back in my dorm room.I survived day two but my heart hurts. My head is a mess as well. I feel like I am responsible for my mate cheating on me which is ridic
ARII don’t think I have ever truly let myself think deeply about Zade, who is becoming, and his birthright. I am not one to attach my identity to the boy I am seeing or crushing on, and in this case, the boy I am mated to.But it's still heavy. I find it … sexy that he is already so mature, powerful too, and it's only going to get even better.Yes, I think I am crushing on Zade, and I can't control choking on my water once that fully hits me.“Are you okay?” he asks me as he rushes to my side, rubbing my back.“Yeah,” I wheeze out. “Guess I am a little surprised.”“Why?” he chuckles as he gets back to cooking.“The first thing someone sees when they see you is how spoiled you are.” That’s not true.The first thing I saw and felt when I first laid my eyes on him was just how magnetic and powerful he was. Yes, you could tell from miles away that he is wealthy, but it wasn’t the kind I got from the rest of the students.No, his was the quiet, generational wealth that just didn’t come fr
ARIIt’s weird.I woke up feeling this gut-wrenching painful reminder that I was still alive, that I am still feeling, and my mind is still as loud as before.I wasn’t ready to face myself, the world, or even reality, so I went back to sleep despite not knowing where I was. I could hear someone, a female, who would come and look after me once in a while. I should have been worried that a stranger was hovering over me.But I didn’t care. That’s how gone I was. I did manage to sleep more until I woke up again, and the tension in my temples was lessening.Someone was touching me like I was so fragile, and I could feel how gentle they were being. I knew it was Zade even before I could open my eyes.It felt better, the chatter, the exhaustion… it all lessened when he was around like this. It’s something I have come to notice, not ready to admit it yet, but it’s there.I could hear his thoughts. They were so unguarded, I wondered if he knew I could hear them, and it’s the first time I've be
ZADEShe is so beautiful.I exhale softly as I sit on the bed, watching her sleep. I can't resist reaching out with gentle fingers as I push back her hair off her face.Her hands are tucked under her chin, pressed to her chest, her body curled in as if she is feeling cold or protecting herself from something.But she isn't feeling cold; her body temperature is higher, too, which prompts me to stand up and walk over to the screen door. I slide it open, and the soft light curtains let the air in, billowing soundlessly.I had this bedroom built with a terrace garden, so it feels like someone is sleeping in a garden. I know she will love it when she wakes up.I sit on the floor, watching her as she exhales softly once cool air hits her skin.She had a massive panic attack, and I wasn’t there to help her. The first one she ever had was when she saw me kill that crush of hers –something I don’t regret, but I do regret triggering it- and she broke down in the bathroom.I knew she didn’t want
ZADEMercy.That word alone makes me hit her at the back of the neck as gently as I can, rendering her unconscious. I hold her limp body, my eyes on her now sleeping face, as I breathe hard.I am scared.I almost lost her a few minutes ago, and then watched her as she almost slipped out of her mind. I stand up as I carry her bridal style to my car, where I am parked. I don’t mind the eyes on me, murmuring bout the girl who almost got run over by walking to the busy highway.I secure Ari on the seat before I get in myself and drive away.I knew something was off, from the moment I saw her mother walking out of the hotel, minutes after I had dropped ari and then the coldness that overcame me like I had been pushed in an extremely icy frozen lake.I don’t think twice, taking her to my private home, somewhere no one knows, not even my father. She is still out cold, and I start to worry that I might have hurt her. Lying her gently on the bed, I clean her up, making sure she is comfortable
ARISomething is breaking inside me.I can’t feel my touch, even as I touch my chest. I have gone numb, nothing truly registering as I sit on the floor, remaining in a state of static as she has left me.What you are doing is not worth it.Not worth it.Nothing is worth it.What do I do now?A murderer. A misguided child. Doing things that I shouldn’t, wrecking her life.A broken wail escapes my lips as I hunch down, feeling like I am taking my first breath.This is not how it was supposed to go. How can this happen? I killed someone, but I don’t know why. I don’t know why I keep getting angry, like I am in a cage, and when I am let out, I lash out at the first person closest.I wish I could stop, remember myself, and stop getting so angry, to stop my actions before they are thrown back at me, like I am going crazy and need to be put down.Everything I am doing feels wrong. Everyone keeps telling me that I am doing the wrong thing the wrong way.I don’t know what to do anymore. I don’
ARIMy phone starts to vibrate incessantly, but I choose to ignore it.Everything is overwhelming. From this car ride, to the boy sitting next to me. I just want to be alone, maybe stare at the wall in silence for hours until I feel like I am coming back to myself.But it won't stop, now starting to ring nonstop. I sigh, picking it up and seeing that my mother has sent me a bunch of texts, starting calm, asking if she can talk to me until they all progress, calm evolving to anger.“Stop calling me,” I say as soon as I answer the tenth call.“Where are you?”“Why?”“I need to speak to you,” she sounds like she is out of breath.For a second, I thought the bad guys who had been chasing us had come back, and she was in danger.“Are you okay?” I sit up, alert. “Are you in danger?”“No, but we need to talk immediately. If not, I will go to your dorm and then we can talk there, but I am sure you don't want people to eavesdrop on this conversation.”My heart is hammering, and I can feel the
ZADEI don’t think twice, swerving the car by the side of the road and killing the engine. It happens all too fast, and Ari is heaving fast, palm pressed on her chest as she looks at me like I have lost my mind.Maybe I have, but I can't have this conversation while driving.“Why did you stop? Let’s get going, I need to get my car back and go on about my day.”“I am sorry.” It comes out in a whisper, where I bow my head, forehead pressed on the wheel.“Call it even, I left you for dead anyway,” she says, sitting back.“I am sorry,” I repeat, this time a little louder. When she doesn’t say anything, I turn my head to her. She is looking anywhere but at me.She knows what I mean, it’s the very thing that has been hanging above us, the thing that has been suffocating us both. The unspoken thing.“I don’t know what you are apologizing for.” She can't even look at me.“I am sorry for rejecting you, Ari.”The silence that stretches between us is deafening.Until she breaks it with a word th
ZADE“I think we should be honest with each other.”“I have been honest with you from the get-go.”“No, no, you haven’t been,” I exhale, as I clench my fingers around the wheel. “We haven’t both been honest. At least one of you is going to hate me, let it be when you and I have no miscommunication or misunderstandings between us.”Ari only shakes her head, arms crossing. “I don’t know what you are getting at.”“I will go first.” I want us to have at least a less explosive relationship. Bickering every time and throwing each other glares and snide comments whenever we are together is starting to get old for me.Because I am starting to wonder if she will ever look at me with anything but hate, disdain when we are outside the bed. If she ever smiles at me genuinely, and if we ever are in silence, even hold hands without wanting to kill each other.I am starting to wonder how it would feel for Ari silvers to smile at me. How her eyes crinkle, of they do when she is smiling, what her laug
ARI“You thought I would forgive you after you reported me to my father that I am not a good mate?”I almost choke on the cake, and I have to glare at him. “I don’t care what you think, but I didn’t go to your father to complain about our lack of a good relationship.”He sits back as he crosses his arms and those damn muscled arms that I remember touching … holding onto …I clear my throat, shrugging. “Are you mad at me for your father approaching you, or are you just being petty?”“I am not going to forget about you paying for the damages if that’s what you are hoping for, Silvers.” He leans forward as he stands up, our faces so close that his breath fans on my face. “But I can be petty too, and you know it.”“How can I forget one of your redeeming qualities?” I ask, raising my eyebrows and closing the distance between us, and I don’t miss the way his nose flares in surprise.“If you are not by the parking lot after your last class, I will hunt you down, and it won't be pretty. You w