Only Be One

ZIRA

I stood still for a few more moments before walking over to Alaia. I stood a few feet away, thinking she would jump up and attack me. My heart was pounding in my ears, so I couldn’t tell if she was okay. Hell, I didn’t know why I cared.

Because I’m not a monster.

“Alaia?”

Silence. Only the sound of the wind could be heard. I took cautious steps toward her body. I bent over as my hand shook to touch her shoulders, and she lunged at me. She pushed me to the ground, pinning one of my arms with her foot and one of her hands. She used her free hand to bring the knife right under my throat. My claw mark across her face turned into black ink as it healed. Werewolves, even half-werewolves, don’t usually heal like that.

“Now look at what you made me do. I have to use magic to heal faster, you little bitch,” she spat in my face. The knife dug deeper into my skin. I could feel it burning from the silver. I struggled to get out of her lock. “I was going to make this quick, but I th