"Winter is going to blow up over this. I have a feeling that, if I show her the messages, she's going to drag me down to the school to watch the live interactions," I said to myself, but I didn't realize my aunt was nearby."What interactions are we talking about?" she asked from the doorway of my r
SnowI had to set George straight because I knew very well that if anything got around the school fast, it was gossip. So I wrote him a concise message.Snow: William's concern is because I helped him when the rogue attack happened. It's not about anything else; he was just returning the favor. So i
imagined, need savings.I know, but the pack doesn't feel safe, and, in and of itself, being here at home doesn't feel safe. So the best thing to do is to find something part-time or for a few hours that you can stay in until the sunset is over. Then we need to figure out a way to protect the house,
WilliamThe kids were mad at me for not going to the party, but no doubt their grumpiness didn't last long when my father had the event stopped and sent everyone home. I wanted to understand what was going on, so I waited until the wee hours of the morning in the living room while I watched the reco
That didn't surprise me; in Fight Club, they used that kind of spray, so my father's perspective wasn't entirely wrong."Do you think the rogues would come over to the party?""Yes, and while you are unsure of the true reasons for their attack, I am going to assume that you are their target. So you
SnowIn no time, I was halfway through my third day of rest.I kept the bandage on my hand to put my aunt's mind at ease, although I showed her that I could do some things and that the supposed swelling had gone down completely, which left her satisfied. So I rearranged part of my room because I wan
I wasn't aware of Winter's mother approaching until she grabbed my shoulder."Snow, your Aunt Susan..."I didn't hear her say more; I just reacted immediately.I dropped the groceries and tried to go inside to look for my aunt Susan.She wasn't the most responsible person of all; she wasn't the most
WilliamI couldn't stop thinking about Snow.I had spent all morning wondering how she hadn't responded to the messages I sent her after she ignored me. There was no other way to define what had happened than that. Snow Blake ignored me, but I didn't understand exactly why.I had reread the message