"It's been two days and Harvey hasn't said a word," Rosie chews her lip, " He really thinks he doesn't need anyone. It's ridiculous."
"Yeah, I know. He's bullheaded," These past two days Atticus has been trying to change Harvey's mind, but it was looking like a no-go. Harvey just wouldn't budge despite his situation. What was it going to take to make him see reason?
I wrap my arm around Rosie's shoulder as we round the corner of the house. She wanted to be in the backyard, in case Harvey had an epiphany. Suddenly Rosie halts, "Who is that?" she points, I follow her gesture to a female coming towards us in a royal blue robe.
"She isn't part of the pack?" I asked.
"No. She seems to be from another one," Rosie says. The female stops before us, "Hello," she dips her head slightly. "I'm sorry to disturb you, " she removes her hood, revealing her porcelain-like face, complimented by ink-black hair.
"My name is Moraya. I'm from Harvey's late-pack."
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~Harvey~ "I knew I didn't like the smell of you, you skeamy bitch!" She shouts, Rosie starts whaling on her. Moraya puts her arms up to defend herself. "Stop it!" Moraya yells "I'll rip your throat out!" Rosie growls, and her eyes shift. Moraya finds her chance to get up and Rosie jumps on her back like a spider-monkey. All the while, Evette is just watching her, I look towards her, stunned that she wasn't intervening. She shrugs, "I tried holding her back. But she heard what Moraya said to you. My little Rosebud lost her shit." I look back to Rosie, who compared to Moraya was much more petite. Yet she was fighting ferociously. Moraya, finally makes her way out of
~Evette~ "Get off me!" Moraya shouts as I pinned her down, "Who do you think you are?!" She shouts. "From what everyone else tells me, I'm the next, Luna. Now, tell me why you came here trying to drag Harvey away with you?" "It's none of your business! Let me go!" Moraya struggles under my grip; you'd think she'd be stronger than this, wasn't she once a Luna too? I notice her trim nails and perfectly unflawed skin as I look her over. This woman hasn't known work her whole life. "Why are you protecting a Rogue anyway?" She asks. "Because, unlike other packs, we see their potential." Moraya narrows her eyes on me; then her eyes go to my bracelte. She then smiles, "Oh, how funny. So you're from the Astra pack? No wonder you are recruiting Rogues. Are you looking for more suitors, succubus?" She teases, but I'm taken back by her comment. I squeeze her wrists, "What the hell are you talking about?" She starts to laugh,
~Evette~When I'm calm again, my skin turns to normal. I finally decided to go back home. It was unsettling for me not to know anything about being a Succubus. I needed to find out more information because, as far as I knew, weren't these things some demon?"Ugh, why?" I drag my hand down my face. So now, I'm a wanted criminal in my late life, and now a hybrid in my new one. Who heard of a Werewolf-Succubus Hybrid? I also wondered if either Thane or Atticus knew any of this.As I go down the hall, I ask one of the pack members if we have a library, and thankfully, we do. So I race down the hall where he directed me. I'm amazed at how extensive the library is when I walk in. There were so many books. It even had spiral stairs that crawled up to a second floor. But, Lord, where do I start?
~Evette~ My mother used to tell me that a closed mouth never gets fed, and I guess that applies here. I didn’t know what would happen, but if I didn’t tell anyone I was a Hybrid, I would never know if I was truly accepted here. I turn to face Thane, and I realize how vulnerable I feel when he looks at me. Thane seems calm when I feel like a hurricane of anxiety, “I don’t know if you knew already, but I’m-” “A Hybrid?” Thane finishes my sentence, leaving me speechless. I double-blink, then narrow my eyes on him. I cross my arms over my chest, “How did you know?” “When you tied my hand-ups with my belt,” he smiles, “Your eyes glowed, but they weren’t the color of your wo
I answer it with a shaky hand, but I don't say anything for a second to see if it’s Darleen calling, “Hello?! Evette? Is this you?!” I’d know that voice anywhere, but I wasn’t sure I could trust her yet, “What do you want?” I asked, unsure of her. “Good gracious! What the hell happened to you?! You are all over the place, and you just up and left? I’m not trying to get your location if that’s what you're thinking. So speak up, woman!” She shouts. A moment of silence stretches between us until she speaks up again, “What happened to you?” she asks. I knew she would ask that, and honestly, I didn’t know what to tell her. “Look, all you need to know is that I’m alright.” “Did someone take you? Are you being held against your
My body suddenly feels numb, and my mind races. To the man who asked for my address to send girl scout cookies, and I gave him my parent's house address, “Oh no,” my knees give out, and I feel like I can barely breathe as the realization hits me, “I gave him their address…” “Evette?” Atticus kneels beside me,” What's going on?” I felt so blindsided. Patrick had appeared harmless to me, even skittish. But they found his fingerprints in my parent's house, “A late co-worker just told me who killed my parents,” I look at Atticus, “It’s my fault; I gave him the address to my parent's house instead of mine.” My eyes start to burn. I drop the phone, sobbing into my hands. Atticus holds me; they must have been so scared. Soon my sadness and sorrow turn into me seeing red. I wanted him to pay for what he did to my parents. He had no right to take their lives. “Who was this person?” Atticus asks. I wipe my tears. “His name is Patrick.” “I thought I would feel better knowing who did this, bu
I decided to leave Rosie and Harvey alone. Some part of me felt I could trust him, just by the way he was looking at her. It's funny how mate bonds work, but I had to admit, it was better than regular dating.But now, I had to tell Thane he wouldn't be with me tomorrow, and that made my heart ache. I guess it was just too dangerous for them to be together with me. Not to mention some awkward ass moments would happen. Maybe I could make it up to him.As I walk up to where the circle had been, I see Thane huffing and puffing as the circle disbands. I notice his skin is gleaming with sweat, and I feel my throat suddenly become dry. Was it just me or was he looking more scrumptious than usual? {We could bite into his bicep like a juicy apple.}A voice in my head purrs, "What the-"{I knew you could hear me!} What in the world is going on?! I think to myself.{I'm your she-wolf dumb dumb.}"Who the hell are you calling dum?!" I shout aloud, then clasp my hand around my mouth. Some of the
I never believed in Werewolves but, now I was starting to. The Nightmares have gotten worse, and I fear that I might be one of them. And every morning after, I wake up bloody and naked. Today another man was killed, and I remember the attack. I could still hear the man’s cries for help while something viciously attacked him, and worse, I could still feel his blood on my hands. “Evette?” I get sucked out of my vision of the man and return to reality at the sound of Darleen’s voice, “Hm?” She crosses her arms, “You didn’t hear a word I just said, did you?” I shyly rub my neck, “My bad, sorry. I guess I spaced out.”
I decided to leave Rosie and Harvey alone. Some part of me felt I could trust him, just by the way he was looking at her. It's funny how mate bonds work, but I had to admit, it was better than regular dating.But now, I had to tell Thane he wouldn't be with me tomorrow, and that made my heart ache. I guess it was just too dangerous for them to be together with me. Not to mention some awkward ass moments would happen. Maybe I could make it up to him.As I walk up to where the circle had been, I see Thane huffing and puffing as the circle disbands. I notice his skin is gleaming with sweat, and I feel my throat suddenly become dry. Was it just me or was he looking more scrumptious than usual? {We could bite into his bicep like a juicy apple.}A voice in my head purrs, "What the-"{I knew you could hear me!} What in the world is going on?! I think to myself.{I'm your she-wolf dumb dumb.}"Who the hell are you calling dum?!" I shout aloud, then clasp my hand around my mouth. Some of the
My body suddenly feels numb, and my mind races. To the man who asked for my address to send girl scout cookies, and I gave him my parent's house address, “Oh no,” my knees give out, and I feel like I can barely breathe as the realization hits me, “I gave him their address…” “Evette?” Atticus kneels beside me,” What's going on?” I felt so blindsided. Patrick had appeared harmless to me, even skittish. But they found his fingerprints in my parent's house, “A late co-worker just told me who killed my parents,” I look at Atticus, “It’s my fault; I gave him the address to my parent's house instead of mine.” My eyes start to burn. I drop the phone, sobbing into my hands. Atticus holds me; they must have been so scared. Soon my sadness and sorrow turn into me seeing red. I wanted him to pay for what he did to my parents. He had no right to take their lives. “Who was this person?” Atticus asks. I wipe my tears. “His name is Patrick.” “I thought I would feel better knowing who did this, bu
I answer it with a shaky hand, but I don't say anything for a second to see if it’s Darleen calling, “Hello?! Evette? Is this you?!” I’d know that voice anywhere, but I wasn’t sure I could trust her yet, “What do you want?” I asked, unsure of her. “Good gracious! What the hell happened to you?! You are all over the place, and you just up and left? I’m not trying to get your location if that’s what you're thinking. So speak up, woman!” She shouts. A moment of silence stretches between us until she speaks up again, “What happened to you?” she asks. I knew she would ask that, and honestly, I didn’t know what to tell her. “Look, all you need to know is that I’m alright.” “Did someone take you? Are you being held against your
~Evette~ My mother used to tell me that a closed mouth never gets fed, and I guess that applies here. I didn’t know what would happen, but if I didn’t tell anyone I was a Hybrid, I would never know if I was truly accepted here. I turn to face Thane, and I realize how vulnerable I feel when he looks at me. Thane seems calm when I feel like a hurricane of anxiety, “I don’t know if you knew already, but I’m-” “A Hybrid?” Thane finishes my sentence, leaving me speechless. I double-blink, then narrow my eyes on him. I cross my arms over my chest, “How did you know?” “When you tied my hand-ups with my belt,” he smiles, “Your eyes glowed, but they weren’t the color of your wo
~Evette~When I'm calm again, my skin turns to normal. I finally decided to go back home. It was unsettling for me not to know anything about being a Succubus. I needed to find out more information because, as far as I knew, weren't these things some demon?"Ugh, why?" I drag my hand down my face. So now, I'm a wanted criminal in my late life, and now a hybrid in my new one. Who heard of a Werewolf-Succubus Hybrid? I also wondered if either Thane or Atticus knew any of this.As I go down the hall, I ask one of the pack members if we have a library, and thankfully, we do. So I race down the hall where he directed me. I'm amazed at how extensive the library is when I walk in. There were so many books. It even had spiral stairs that crawled up to a second floor. But, Lord, where do I start?
~Evette~ "Get off me!" Moraya shouts as I pinned her down, "Who do you think you are?!" She shouts. "From what everyone else tells me, I'm the next, Luna. Now, tell me why you came here trying to drag Harvey away with you?" "It's none of your business! Let me go!" Moraya struggles under my grip; you'd think she'd be stronger than this, wasn't she once a Luna too? I notice her trim nails and perfectly unflawed skin as I look her over. This woman hasn't known work her whole life. "Why are you protecting a Rogue anyway?" She asks. "Because, unlike other packs, we see their potential." Moraya narrows her eyes on me; then her eyes go to my bracelte. She then smiles, "Oh, how funny. So you're from the Astra pack? No wonder you are recruiting Rogues. Are you looking for more suitors, succubus?" She teases, but I'm taken back by her comment. I squeeze her wrists, "What the hell are you talking about?" She starts to laugh,
~Harvey~ "I knew I didn't like the smell of you, you skeamy bitch!" She shouts, Rosie starts whaling on her. Moraya puts her arms up to defend herself. "Stop it!" Moraya yells "I'll rip your throat out!" Rosie growls, and her eyes shift. Moraya finds her chance to get up and Rosie jumps on her back like a spider-monkey. All the while, Evette is just watching her, I look towards her, stunned that she wasn't intervening. She shrugs, "I tried holding her back. But she heard what Moraya said to you. My little Rosebud lost her shit." I look back to Rosie, who compared to Moraya was much more petite. Yet she was fighting ferociously. Moraya, finally makes her way out of
"It's been two days and Harvey hasn't said a word," Rosie chews her lip, " He really thinks he doesn't need anyone. It's ridiculous." "Yeah, I know. He's bullheaded," These past two days Atticus has been trying to change Harvey's mind, but it was looking like a no-go. Harvey just wouldn't budge despite his situation. What was it going to take to make him see reason? I wrap my arm around Rosie's shoulder as we round the corner of the house. She wanted to be in the backyard, in case Harvey had an epiphany. Suddenly Rosie halts, "Who is that?" she points, I follow her gesture to a female coming towards us in a royal blue robe. "She isn't part of the pack?" I asked. "No. She seems to be from another one," Rosie says. The female stops before us, "Hello," she dips her head slightly. "I'm sorry to disturb you, " she removes her hood, revealing her porcelain-like face, complimented by ink-black hair. "My name is Moraya. I'm from Harvey's late-pack."
Rosie dashes away from me into the backyard despite my intoxicated mind, but I'm quick to follow. "Hey! Wait up!" I finally catch up to her and grab her shoulder, turning her around to look at me. "What happened?" Her eyes glisten, "I was trying to help him, and he-" she bites her lip, "He grabbed my boob..." She wraps her arms around herself, "So, I scratched him across the chest." What is the actual fuck!? I shake my head, wondering if this was real or not. "Are you serious? That asshole!" I sidestep her and head to the studio, "He should know better!" I kick open the door. Harvey lays on the couch, now on his back. &nbs