Nora’s POVClaire had died when the attack on them got stronger. She was a girl caught in a crossfire, according to what Hercules said. It was they who shot her. It was those goons that were with her.It was raining cats and dogs as we gathered on the burial ground. Everywhere was littered with people of color. Malia had her eyes red like those of someone who had been drinking. She is leaning on Zen’s chest, staring out like a zombie. All traces of color drained from her face. I couldn’t help her with her pain, but I told her how sorry I was. She had nodded earlier at my words. Not even sparing me a glance.I looked up at the pictures of two smiling girls who were an exact copy of each other. Without the change in hair color, Claire was just Mila and Malia, but this time slimmer. I kept watching, hoping. I was praying that Mila would sit up from where she is kept and tell me that this is just a joke. She would call me a big cry baby, and she would tease me some more.“To a friend and
Nora’s POV“What do you mean you can’t find Dylan?” Michael sprang up.“I went into his room and looked, and I couldn’t find him,” I stammered.“You can’t be sure; maybe he might be hiding somewhere,” Mia said. Michael, Zen, and Hercules all rushed out as they ran upstairs, screaming Dylan’s name.“It’s happening again,” I muttered as I looked dazed."No, Nora, it’s not." Mia stopped me in my trance. I stared into her eyes as tears threatened to fall from my eyes. "No, Nora, now is not the time to cry.”“Then what should I do?” My voice cracked at the end of the sentence.“We go looking for him,” she said, taking my hands, and we followed in the screaming of my son’s name.Three hours . later, it was certified that Dylan had gone missing. I wanted to cry, but I noticed that it ended up making me feel weak. So I decided to do the opposite.Rage.I bolted out of the room like lightning.I ran with all my strength, but the weight of my dress slowed me down. I didn’t know where I was goin
Mia’s POVEven though the disappearance of Dylan made the atmosphere in the pack gloomy, it didn’t stop the hurricane that was brewing in my relationship with Hercules.Hercules might have told everyone that he had nothing to do with that girl, Nyla, but I would be the last person to believe him. Never.Yesterday, while they got prepared to go look for Dylan, that girl was hanging around Hercules. She didn’t let him be. To make it all worse, Hercules was egging her on. He smiled as they spoke and all.That night, when he was back, it was as if Michel was pouring salt in my wound; he made Nyla a part of the council, just like me. She had a say in decision-making. Michael said that was the least he could do since she helped them get to Jake, but I still have a feeling that the girl was out for no good.I couldn’t keep calm as I prepared dinner that night.“How the freaking hell do you explain to me that you and Nyla are not doing anything behind my back?” I said calmly while cutting the
Nyla’s POV “Strip.” “What!?” My heart smashed open. “You heard me,” he said with a bored look on his face. “But sir, I...” I began looking everywhere but at him. “But what? You said you would do anything to make it up to me,” he said, picking up his phone and not sparing me a glance. "Yes, I said so.” He cuts me off. “So you lied?” he turned, facing me. Still that bored expression on his face. "No, I didn’t. I meant it when I said so, but I” I stared at my feet and back at him. He took a step toward me, not breaking his stare. I had a strong desire to take a step back, but I can’t seem to move my legs. I guess fear has me glued to the floor. “Then you do not know what the word’ anything' means.” “I do,” I stammer. "No, you don't." Another step towards me. He is closer now. I can perceive his perfume. “I really want to make it up to you. I really do.” I babble. As he takes another step, I take one back, but I find out that I am against his bookshelf. Now I am cornered. I lo
Nyla’s POVI packed my bags in absolute silence. The man said we would be leaving for the werewolf side the day after tomorrow. I peered into my phone to find the message from my mom’s doctor.Thank you for the money. We will commence treatment on your mom now.I had insisted on a down payment, which was 20,000 dollars. The man didn’t hesitate to pay. I sighed. Now it was my turn to hold up my own end of the bargain. I have been on the werewolf side for years, since I ran away. Luckily for me, I was adopted by my mom and dad. I hate the werewolf side. It’s all about survival, and I hate it. Thinking about it made me more anxious. I grabbed the phone and began to look for the number of that strange man. Maybe this was just a mistake, but then a memory came to mind.*************************"Hello,” I whispered.“Hello baby, Are you there now? Did you get there on time?” the voice said. Instantly, I knew who it was."Yes, mom, I did,” I reply as I make my way to a seat I spotted from a
Zen’s POVIt’s not a week. A lot of evil has happened.Dylan has been missing. Mia broke up with Hercules all because of a guy feeling bad about the new girl. Michael has been MIA. And I have been the only one heading the search.The person I have not seen since the incident was Nora. She must be killing herself with a mountain full of negative thoughts about her son. I knew Nora to be a bit pessimistic, but she said she was realistic.She always cried out of her eyes the night after every search team came back with a long face and a shaking head. It felt so surreal to the Nexton pack. This would be the first time one of our own would go missing and not get found easily. Normally, if any yet-to-be turned-werewolf went missing, it took the search team 3 to 4 days to find any clue, and if they didn't, the person would be buried with his or her belongings as a representative of the body. It becomes more heartbreaking when they see a clue. Bloodied clothes, personal belongings, or a part
Michael’s POVMy head was everywhere but nowhere as I wandered through the woods.Life has been meaningless since Dylan’s kidnapping. I don't have the will to do anything. Right now, I don’t care if I am the alpha king or anything. All I want now is to see my son.When my son was officially declared missing, I wanted to cry. To scream. To throw myself to the ground. I mean, that was shy. I lied to Nora. Maybe that would make her feel better. Even if it was short-lived,A few days ago, I was having the best life, right? I was the happiest man alive when she agreed to be my mate. It meant a lot of things. The curse from the moon has been lifted. I was now dating the woman I loved. And most importantly, I was going to have a complete home, unlike how I always felt as a child; alone.Except for when I got close to Hercules and then Zen came along. The joy I felt as I headed back was gigantic. I had my son and his mother with me. Only for my son to go missing.On the 5th day of disappearanc
Michael’s POVI clenched my teeth. Whoever did this has my son. I didn’t want Nora to see this, so I used a stick and took out that cloth. Did Nyla see this too? Nah, calling her in could endanger her life.“Do you—” Hercules began.“I don’t have the slightest of ideas, Herc... We are from the Nexton pack. Of course we have a lot of enemies." I held my hands up to my nose. Everywhere was oozing. Stooping, I used my legs to shift my body. I told Hercules how we began a new search for Dylan after Nyla appeared to be with his clothes.“Did she say any other thing?” he asked.“You mean indicting?” I shook my head. “but—““You don’t believe her?” Hercules said, and I nodded.“Mia doesn’t like her. She said she has something up her sleeve, but you know, Nora, she can say things borne out of her emotions," Hercules said. He looked at me; it was as if we remembered the Malia and Zen incident.“But we shouldn’t be too trusting of her,” I finally said, and he nodded.Hercules stooped and took a close