Micah's povI watched as Maya walked aways from me, feeling lost and a sense of dread.What the hell was going on and what was that about?I wondered in confusion, my heart beating in my chest.The students that had gathered to watch the drama had started walking away, murmuring about how we were no fan.I ignored them, focusing on recounting what had just happened between Maya and I just a few seconds again.Everything had been great yesterday between us. How had things gone from great to worst?The only thing I could remember was leaving when she'd excused herself to answer a call but that 2ad only because Coach was being dramatic and wanted me at the meeting.Wait… did her behavior have anything to do with that call?It had to. That explaned why she hadn't replied any of my texts.I had thought she was asleep.I stood there, still so confused and what was worse was that she wouldn't speak to me even if I tried and then there was Daniel… I touched the bump on my jaw courtsey of D
Daniel's povWatching Micah suffer, I had to say was the single best thing to have happened all week.He was an asshole that desevered nothing less.I watched him in all of the classes we had together. He looked like he was going crazy. Even when he'd been asked a question by the history teacher, he'd completely flopped. It was nice seeing Micah in a state of confusion. Especially since he deserved it.I could practically read him like a book.He was upset and he thought or at least suspected that I had been the one to tell Maya but I was about to flip the entire narrative now.what was wrong with just a little more drama?I was done being the nice guy. It was time I started taking wnag was mine and if I lied a little on my way to getting what I wanted, so fucking be it.I made my way to the next class and found Maya talking to Lydia."How do I not know any of these?" She asked, her eyes wide with different emotions."You camr late, that's how." Maya said.They'd been talking when I ha
Micah's povMy heart was beating in my ears as I put two and two together.Juliet had been the one to tell Maya about the bet. It had to be. She was the one with the motive.She hated Maya with passion and probably wanted to seek revenge. There was no bigger motive than that and I wondered why I hadn't seen this sooner.Daniel had a motive but there was no way he'd have found out without one of my guys blabbing their mouth and even at that, it was very unlikely.Why the hell would she do this?Was it because I had broken up with her?Of course it was!Juliet was petty like that and that smirk she'd given me earlier, she was definitely responsible for all of these. It had her handwriting written all over it."Hey, man," Ted walked towards me, clapping my hands as soon as he got to me."Hey, man." I said in a less enthusiastic tone."Saw what happened earlier." He said"Me too." Brad's voice came from behind."Not a good look, man, thought I told you to tell her.""I tried to." I said t
Daniel's pov"Ready to go home?" I asked Maya as soon as the closing bell rang."Very," she said with a sigh. She looked about done with everything and I didn't blame her. Yesterday and Today weren't her best days. Not only had she just found out about Micah's disgusting bet with his friends, she'd also been the topic of conversation.Everyone in school was talking about her.The only good thing was that nobody knew about the bet, only that I had punched Micah for her and she'd broken up with him.I offered up my hand and she took it and pulled herself up.Her hands felt so soft in mine that I didn't want to let go at first…We walked out of the school building and towards my car in the parking lot. I could see the cloud of sadness surrounding her.All eyes were on us as we walked hand in hand.Things were going according to my plan.Micah was more or less finally out of the picture and spiralling.Last I heard, he had punched Juliet.If that wasn't spiralling, I didn't know what
Maya's POV I sauntered back into the house, a feeling of unease settling in my stomach.Aunt Gomez's expression had carried a look that was very familiar to me. She most likely had bad news for me."So, what did you want to talk about, Aunt?"I asked as I slid onto one of the stools under the island."Well, Maya, it's about your dad." She turned around and paced. That was enough to upset my stomach."Is he okay?" I asked, agitated. The last time I had spoken to him, he'd said he was fine even though I felt like he wasn't and that was barely 36 hours ago."Yeah, he is fine, no need to worry but there's a problem."Her tone made the hair in the back of my neck stand at attention."What do you mean?" I asked, side eyeing my aunt. If my father was okay then she was about to tell me something I wasn't going to like, I could feel it.She slid onto the stool opposite me, clasped her hands together and looked me in the eye."I'm not sure how to tell you this but your father called while I
Maya's povI could feel my heart beating in my chest as I laid on the floor, staring up at Juliet and her friends smiling down at me, their eyes filled with evil mischief.What the hell did they want?And why was she holding a rope?Before I could call for help, one of them covered my mouth while the other tore out a piece of duct tape and placed it over my lips, preventing me from screaming for help.Juliet and her other friend carried me up to a sitting position and bound me with a rope.I tried to struggle out of their hold but it was useless, my entire body was numb and unmovable.I also tried yelling through the gag for my aunt but I couldn't open my mouth to shout. It was like it was glued together and not just from the duct tape around my mouth. I couldn't for some reason, feel my throat."Don't bother trying to yell for help, Cruz, you can't besides nobody is coming to save you not after that fight with your aunt."Juliet whispered with a grin.She looked like a witch on a h
AUNT GOMEZ POV I paced about the kitchen, feeling bad about how I had spoken to Maya.She was just a kid and was forced to always run away. I would be upset too if I had to move out of a pack every other day.I felt bad for her. Poor kid just wanted stability but because of who she was, she could never get that. She was cursed to always hide or run.I cringed at the memory of what I had said to her. I had been so upset, I had said some mean things to her. I needed to apologize to her somehow. She didn't deserve to be spoken to like that.Maybe I could make it up to her somehow, she didn't deserve to be going through any of this.I could take her to the mall or something but after she'd cooled off. I'd give her an hour or so to process things.I decided to clean up while I wait, the kitchen was in need of scrubbing and I've always been a stress cleaner.After an hour of cleaning, I went upstairs to shower and freshen up.Once I was done, I made my way over to Maya's door and knocked.
Maya's POV My eyes fluttered open to a dark room and I quickly scrambled up to my feet."Shit!". I groaned when I immediately fell to the ground, my head spinning like I had just drank twenty gallons of vodka.I tried to sit up this time but my head still hurt like hell. I held my head in my hands, trying to stabilize my dizzy head.I looked up when I started gaining a bit of control.Where was I?I wondered, trying to look around as I ignored the pounding pain between my eyes and at the back of my head.I tried to recall how I had gotten here but I kept coming up with a blank.I began to massage my temple and head, trying to ease the pain.Just then the memories of what had happened came flooding to the surface.I remember after the fight with my aunt I had stormed upstairs and into my room to find Juliet sitting on my bed and then the white handkerchief they'd pressed against my nose that had instantly paralyzed me.That fucking bitch!Without thinking, I stood up again,this time
Omni POV Micah's eyes widened in shock as Aunt Gomez delivered the news: "Maya's gone." The bouquet of flowers he'd brought slipped from his grasp, and he stared in disbelief. "How long?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Aunt Gomez's sympathetic expression only added to Micah's distress. "Not very long, six hours ago," she replied, her voice soft and gentle. Micah's mind reeled as he struggled to process the information. "But she didn't tell me," he said, his voice laced with a mix of emotions - shock, sadness, and anger. Aunt Gomez's calming tone did little to soothe Micah's frazzled nerves. "I'm so sorry, Micah. It was really hard for her, but she had to leave. She wasn't safe here, and this place held too many painful memories. She couldn't handle the trauma anymore." Micah felt like he'd been punched in the gut. He couldn't breathe, couldn't think. His heart was shattering into a million pieces before his eyes. He saw himself begging Maya to stay, pleading with her
Maya's POV I stood outside the packhouse, trying to catch my breath. Every information I had gotten about the past had turned me into a mess to the point where I was hyperventilating. My dad had been right. I was not ready to know any of this. Not ready at all. Every information about Daniel or my mother had been a stab to the chest. It felt like I was watching a horror movie. I now understood why my father hated Micah so much. He was the spawn of the man that wanted the love of his life… I understood everything now. It was funny how the events of our parents shaped us. Why did my dad think it was even a good idea to bring me back here if he'd left this place behind? I knew exactly why. He was protecting me from Darius not realizing Darius was no longer the problem. I crouched down to the ground and let out a shaky breath. I wasn't sure how to feel anymore. We were all just born into a tragic life. I was doomed from the start. I felt Micah's presence before he spoke. “Are
Maya's POV I sat across from Micah and his dad. Now that I took a look at his father, he looked a bit like Daniel. Like he could pass off as his uncle.They had the same hair color and eye color. The only huge difference was that Micah's father was a little lighter in complexion than Daniel and he had shoulder length hair.I could see how people wouldn't realize their resemblance at first or multiple glances.Micah's eyes locked with mine and my cheeks burned.We had not spoken since I got here because my dad kept stepping in between us like Micah was going to slit my throat. Actually he hated Micah's gut but he'd refused to tell me exactly why he hated him. I still didn't quite understand it and he wasn't giving me any explanations whatsoever.It was just like my father to keep secrets even after the shit show.Whitney was still nowhere to be found but the guards and cops were at every border,looking for her.“Daniel's dairy seems to contain a lot of… information,” The Alpha began
Maya's povI placed Daniel's Diary back on the coffee table in the living room and made my way out of the room.If I thought I had been traumatized before, I was double traumatized now.What kind of father was Dariuss Fisher?Daniel's Dairy was a mess of traumatic events that he believed were his fault.He wasn't the true villain, his father was and it saddend me deeply that he believed he was the problem.There was a part he'd mentioned Micah and how he was going to get his revenge on him.The reason he wanted the pack was not because he actually wanted it for himself, it was for his father's love..I had not realized how far I had walked until I heard a car honking at me.I glanced to the side to find Micah walking towards me.My heart began to beat as he approached me.He looked different, traumatized too.“Hey, I was just coming over,” he said, looking unsure of himself…“Oh,” I said, staring at him awkwardly.He seemed just as unsure of what to do as I was.I had not spoken to
Maya's povWe were back home from the hospital two days later.I still felt lightheaded but I was better now. I could feel every part of my body and they were functioning properly now.The only part of me that felt pain was my broken heart and it was evident in my demeanor.****My aunt, Dad and I were seated at the dining table, eating in awkward silence.Both my dad and Aunt Gomez seemed to be in deep thought and the silence was almost deafening.“So, how are you feeling, Maya?” My aunt was the first to break the silence.“Uh, good. Just a bit light headed…”“Once you are done with your medications, it should be all gone.”“I hope so.” I said with a forced smile and then shoved a fork full of Pasta in my mouth.My aunt's phone buzzed on the table and she picked it up and read whatever text message she'd gotten.“What's wrong?” I asked“Uh, the police said…”“Shh.” My dad shut Aunt Gomez down immediately.I looked between both of them and they were both staring down at their plate
Daniel's pov Twelve years ago. “And the winner for this round is Darius Fisher!” The announcer announced. I clapped happily as Dad won his third game in a row. Maya clapped, too, clearly as excited as I was, even though she was supposed to be clapping for her father and not my dad. Her dad had lost twice somehow even though he was supposed to be the best. “Your daddy is really good, Danny,” she smiled wide at me and I wanted to put her smile in a jar so I could look at it whenever I wanted to. “Thank you, your daddy too.” I said to her, smiling wide. I was very happy that Dad was winning. Mom had said things would be good between us if he won and I couldn't wait. “Mom, can we get Dad something on our way home?” I looked up at my mom. She was frowning and I couldn't understand why. Dad was winning. I thought this would make her happy. Why wasn't she happy? “Mommy, are you okay?” I asked one more time. “Yes, darling, yes I am.* She finally looked at me. “Do y
Maya's pov “Hey! You shouldn't be here,” A gruff voice said at the doorway. I looked over to find a middle aged woman dressed in scrubs. “I'm sorry, I just wanted to see my friend,” I said. “I'm sorry but you are not allowed in here.” She repeated looking between us. “Please exit the room so the patient can rest,” She said this time very firmly. Micàh touched my shoulders and whispered in my ears. “I'm sorry, Maya but we have to go.” I nodded but was unable and unwilling to move. I felt like if I so much as turned around that Lydia would be gone and there would be no hope of ever seeing her again. I couldn't have that. I couldn't stand it. I'd never be able to forgive myself. “Maya?” Micah whispered again and this time pullef me yo and dragged me away gently from Lydia's bed. “We really need to go,” he said again and scooped me off the floor and carried me past the bitchy nurse and back to my room. I sat in silence for several moments, unsure of what
Maya's pov The blaring sound of sirens startled me but I I sighed in relief when I realized what it meant. The police and ambulances were finally here. My dad had called Aunt Gomez earlier telling her he'd found me in the underground house and I had heard her say that she was coming with an ambulance and the police. Micah was still not back and I was scared. I tried to mind-link him but he wasn't answering. The last time I had seen him, he'd been beating the crap out of Daniel “Maya!” Aunt Gomez screamed from a distance and ran towards me, her eyes filled with tears. She hugged me in my father's arms. “I'm so sorry, kiddo.” She cried, hugging me tightly. “Why are you sorry? You didn't do anything?” I said to her, glad to see her after days in that dark dungeon of a place. “Are you okay?” She asked. “No, but I'm just glad I'm out of there,” I said, a shiver running down my spine. “What happened?” She asked, her voice panicked as she searched my eyes. “Let
Maya's POV I woke up to find myself back in the makeshift alter for the wedding. I felt even more lightheaded than I had been before. My eyes were barely staying open. I managed to take in my sorrounding and found Juliet unconscious in a corner in a pool of her own blood Tricia was also on the floor unconscious but no blood. The priest was tied to a chair, also unconscious. Daniel was on his knees on the floor with his hand up and Finally Whitney had her special gun pointed at him. She was smiling like a maniac. The coldness in her ueys chilled my bones and all I wanted to do was get to a sage place and she wasn't even staring directly at me. She'd repeatedly called me her sister but I don't understand why. I didn't know who the hell she was. What the hell did she fucking mean? My breathing was shallow as hell and my body hurt m whatever she'd shot me with was ten time s worse thank what Daniel had injected me with earlier. I could barely engage with my sen