ASTRID.Earlier,“Diva? Are you sure this is a good idea?” I stare at the long length mirror, my hands strapping at the edge of my short red gown. In the mirror, my eyes burn with so much intensity.Goddess, I can’t believe I am about to do this.Diva appears from the bathroom in her room, a toothbrush on her mouth. She’s wearing her night sweat pants, considering we are in her bedroom. “Yes, girl. Toughen up that chin of yours, and have the best night of your life.”I bite my lips, is this really a good idea? Did I make a mistake by letting Diva talk me into this?Diva has dressed me up in the clothes we brought in the clothing store, apparently, Diva thinks I should just storm into Zeke’s room and have the best night of my life.I pull around the edges, the red thong underneath making me feel sexy, I bite my lips harder. Can I really do this? I want this, my body aches for his touch ever so badly. I want him, ever so badly.“Go on girl.” Diva ushers me out of her room, her eyes twin
JUNIPER.‘He was mine, and I was. Our worlds were different, but somehow it managed to collide, and together. We formed something so beautiful...’I snapped the book shut, feeling the air whooshed out of me. I have finally completed the romance novel that Cleo brought for me in order not to be bored.I guess there’s only a reason I like romance novels, they always have their happy ever after, the sweet love that forms between them, the adventure and even the long race they conquer together before getting their happy-ever-after is what makes those novels special, but now, as I lie on the bed in this little house, staring up at the ceiling. I wonder if my happy ever was ever even guaranteed.I sighed, then grunted, the stir of my stomach reminding me that I didn’t have lunch, it’s night now, and I am alone in this room, in this world where nothing seems to be working out.There’s a bang on the door and my heart jumps in fright. I stand up from the little bed before making my way towards
ZEKE.I am thinking about Astrid again, I am getting obsessed about her; I want her, every bit of her, every fucking day. I want to hear her laughter, I want to see her angry face, and I just want all of her.I am such a fool.‘She’s your mate.’ My wolf, Rochan purrs in satisfaction.I sighed, she’s still in my room sleeping after our long night of awesomeness, Goddess, I want to relive that every day. I flip the papers of the transactions, the morning sun gleaming from the white tinted glass in my office.My morning coffee sits elegantly on the table, but I am not in the mood for caffeine right now, I desire something else, and she’s in my room.Fuck, she’s making me go crazy. Over the last few days, there has not been any letter from that unknown person anymore and I wonder why, to me it sounds suspicious. I still have that inkling feeling that something’s wrong.I massaged my forehead, suddenly feeling tired, leaning on the chair. I just stared around the whole room decor. The door
ASTRID.My legs feel like jelly the moment I step out, my whole body feels constricted, a wave of nausea flooding through. I don’t think twice before I start to run out of the pack house.I hear a door slam from behind the hall, and Diva walks out of her room confused at my crying state. “Astrid. What happened?”I don’t respond; the heartbreak from the rejection is making my stomach curl. As I ran out of the pack-house and into town, with nothing but still his shirt on. The sky darkens above me, a deep rumble sound making me wince.He rejected me. The scene is still playing in my memories, I can’t even call out to my wolf, Aya, she isn’t here. I know that the rejection pain can sometimes cause some wolves to go into hiding.Tiny droplets of water cascades on my hair, then deep heavy pouring of rain. I still continue running, the tears flooding in my eyes, no one can see my sorrow because somehow the rain has managed to hide my pain.Everyone is busy running to their houses, umbrellas
ZEKE.I woke up around 6:55pm.I am seated at the edge of my bedroom window, just looking at the tiny droplets of water that flushes down the glass, trailing my hand over it; I wonder how she must be doing, just leaving without any word.She would get ill under the rain that I know; damn I should have let her take those pills before she left. She must be lonely and hurt, and it’s my entire fucking fault.‘You rejected her, you dummy.’ My wolf growls in anger.When mates face rejection, their wolf can either slip away out of hurt or they growl in anger. Looks like my wolf chose to growl and call me names, I don’t even blame my wolf, I am an idiot. ‘It was my fault.’ I cram my knuckles together hardly, the tip turning a pale shade of white. I stare around my room; her scent still hovers around, deep and mysterious.What the fuck did I do? The rejection pain is still stabbing my heart badly, but I didn’t take those pills, I will feel like a fucking idiot if I take them and she doesn’t.
GUS. The sun is starting to die down as we topple into the woods, a wave of nausea hitting me hard as I grip the reins of my horse. My heart is throbbing heavily, blood pounding through my ears. The unknown senders of those letters are witches. It was them who were robbing the bank, and them who were secretly blocking the borders. It was them who spilled the wolfsbane and silver powder at the ball that day. We have got to defeat them today, else they are going to wipe our existence away. I think of Cleo as we ride, I haven’t seen her for some days now, I just hope she’s okay, maybe she’s with her father, she has to be safe, for some time now, I have been thinking about her, yes she threatened me with my mother, but I feel like aside from that hard figure she gives out, I feel like....There’s an angel in her, I feel something with her, the same woman who took my breath away that night when she stormed into the bar, all confident and sassy. I felt something that night, a heart pound
ASTRID.I am pretty sure the cuffs are going to leave a mark on my wrists, why does it matter anyways? In a couple of hours, I am going to vanish, just like that.I think Ophelia- Juni’s mother has a little of sanity in her by leaving a window in the tiny room, though I think she’s just trying to torture me by telling me how much time is passing.The sky is dark from here. I am counting the minutes, still hoping, still praying. I still can't wrap my head around the fact of what happened today.Cleo is Juni’s sister, Ophelia is their mother and for a fact, they are witches, but why didn’t my Luna powers detect that? Oh, that was the reason I couldn’t seem to read Juni’s and Cleo’s mind, they were witches, they didn’t have it blocked. They were never werewolves.It seems funny, being stuck here while countless things are happening. I just want to do something, but no. I am cuffed here. Will he come? Has he somehow managed to hear my voice?Thinking about him brings hurt to my chest, the
ASTRID.“Why are we fighting for something so uncommon?” I say. “Look at us: What differences do we have? This is just a world filled with good and bad people, but we are none of those, we are just people forced to pick a side. We could unite again like we did five hundred years ago. We could be one.”The woman who sliced my wrist looks at me with so much hurt. “I am tired of hiding. I just want my son to be happy with food.”I look at her with joy. “Then we could be that, there’s no need for any war. Let’s stop fighting.” A splatter of rain flows down my hair as I speak, staring at the witches and werewolves, peace is what we need, not any fucking war.Some witches nod their head in agreement, and I smile, finally we can be one.“Don’t let her convince us!” Someone walks in under the darkness, her brown hair layered with edges of gray shining. She shoves a battered Madam Yv to the floor.“Madam Yv.” I say, my voice laced with emotions as I rush towards her, I kneel and hold her hand.