chapter nr. 2 for today. This is really random, but Talia (Jeanthale) used to comment a lot, but haven't seen much of her lately. If you're reading this, let me know. I think I'll go to bed early tonight, hopefully I'll feel better tomorrow. It's going to be hot weather this week, so I have to take my kids out to the pool or a paddle pool probably. Or have to put a blow up pool in the garden. here is another dutch word for you. slaap lekker. it means sleep well.
Asher’s pov It was going to be Sierra’s birthday tomorrow. I texted Sierra before I went to bed, telling her tomorrow we would be able to mindlink. It would be fun being able to talk to her that way. Leia was spending the night at the packhouse and then would leave in the morning to go home and get ready for the party with her mom. April had asked Leia if she could help her do her hair and make-up. And Leia knew how important it was to her mom, so she said yes. It would also mean I’d be surprised by whatever Leia had chosen to wear for Sierra’s party and I couldn’t wait to see her all dressed up. “Ash? What if Sierra finds her mate tomorrow?” Leia asked. She was lying with her head on my chest. “Yeah?” “I mean for Kat. What if Kat is right fucking there, when Sierra finds her mate. I know everything is fine between them now, but I would hate to be around when you find your mate.” Leia said. I kissed the top of her head, “who says I haven’t already found her, princess.” Leia ro
Leia’s pov I felt so bad that I had to fucking leave, after that fight with Kat. The last time we fought it was because of Mark. Now another fucking boy came between us? Only it wasn’t just another boy, it was Asher and he meant so much to me right now. Maybe even more than any other person in my life. It was a good thing I didn’t need to choose between the two of them, but I did need to prioritize my fucking time a bit better. I was neglecting my best friend and I felt like fucking shit for it. I drove home and felt really fucking stressed. Was this my fucking fault? I should have stopped Asher from talking to Sierra or maybe I should have been fucking nicer to Tyler. But it wasn’t just this. I was the cause of all the fucking shit that was happening. Mark murder, Bella's suicide, Asher being fucking locked up. All of it, was because I didn't get out of the relationship with Mark when i should have. I got home and pretended to be fine. Mom knew something was up though, like Asher
Sierra’s pov It was the day before my birthday and I was so excited. Tomorrow morning I would wake up and I’d meet my wolf. My wolf! Everything was going well, I felt a lot lighter knowing I didn’t have to disappoint Tyler. It was just going to be my friends and family. I only wished dad was here to see me. I hope I made him proud. All I wanted to be is like him. Before I went to sleep I got a text from Asher, “no more texting, starting tomorrow we will be able to mindlink.” “Can’t wait.” I replied back. Me and Kate were finally passed that awkward phase and it was like we were all friends. Asher, me, Leia and Kate talked and laughed every lunch and I felt at ease. Things were going to be fine. I went to bed exited and had to calm my thoughts. So much would change tomorrow, that I almost couldn’t sleep. But apparently I did fall asleep, because when I opened my eyes it was morning and I heard a unfamiliar voice. “Hey Sierra! It’s nice to finally meet you. I’m Grace.” A very hap
Sierra's pov I decided to wear a high pony tail and do my nails like a French manicure, but only with green tips instead of white. As far as make-up, I didn’t want too much. Especially since I would shift after dinner anyway and I would have to reapply the whole thing. So we went with some winged eyeliner and red lipstick. And I would wear Tyler’s earrings. Or would that send the wrong message? Well, it would be a waste to never wear them, I thought. Grace didn't argue with me, but I felt her disagree. Leia finally called me back and I explained I was trying to reach Kate. “So, yeah. Me and Asher kind of fucked up, big time. She found out Asher knew about your fucking kiss and that he spoke to you about it. She was like really, really pissed. I am sure she’ll still come to your party, but I think she needs some fucking time to calm down.” Leia said. Shit. That wasn’t good. Even though Leia said to give Kate some time, I felt like it would be better to talk to Kate. The last time
Kate’s pov I went downstairs to the gym. Maybe hitting something would make me feel better. I was so angry. How dare they! Have they all just been talking about me behind my back?! Here I was, trying so hard to suppress my feelings, trying so hard not to show how heartbreaking it was for me, to sit next to Sierra every day and know she didn’t feel the same. But I knew I couldn’t ask Asher and Leia to sit separately from Sierra. So I was trying. I was trying to be friends with Sierra. I was pretending I wasn’t in love. Because, let’s face it. this wasn’t just a crush. It hasn’t been ‘just a crush’ in a long time. Especially since Asher got shot and Sierra and I became closer. I am in love with Sierra and I have doing my best to come to terms with the fact that she will never feel the same about me. But while I was pretending I was fine, they all knew I wasn’t. Were they laughing at me? At my misery, at my stupid crush. At my stupid mistake?! I know I shouldn’t have kissed Sierra then
Sierra’s pov I heard a scream and I knew it was Kate. “Uncle Osiris. Kate is screaming, please hurry.” “Screaming means she is still alive. Sierra, you’ve trained for this. We will be there in five minutes.” Uncle Osiris replied. I was really scared, but I had to see if Kate was still okay. Those screams were heartbreaking and when I finally spotted Kate and Mona, I couldn’t breathe. Kate was covered in blood and had wounds on her legs, shoulder. Mona was busy making a cut across Kate’s face, while Kate screamed. I heard a loud growl echo around the wood and then realized it was mine. Mona hid behind Kate and I heard a loud noise. The noise from my nightmares. I would never forget the sound of a gun going off. I wasn’t sure what I would do if I ever heard a gun again in real life. But Grace reacted swiftly and tried to run away. The bullet grazed my leg and hit the tree behind me. If it wasn’t for Grace, I might have been seriously injured. I was bleeding, but it wasn’t going t
Kate's povI didn’t know where I was. Did I die? It was so dark and I couldn’t feel anything. Everything hurt so much before, but now I felt as light as a feather. How did I get out of that tree? I pushed Mona back with all the strength I had and it hurt so much to use my legs. But I had to do something or she would shoot Sierra again. I couldn’t see what was happening behind me, but I saw Sierra charge and then I heard a gun go off. Did I die? "Hello, is anybody here?" I asked, my voice echoing across the empty darkness surrounding me.Did I die?! This can’t be heaven right, I can’t see a thing. "AM I DEAD?!" I shouted, hoping anyone else was there.Okay, breath Kate. Breath. Can I even breath? If I am dead, do I need to breath? “Sorry! I am here. Sorry, Kate. I can explain.” A female voice said. “Who are you? The Moon Goddess?” I asked. “No, then the whole room would be lit. Her appearance is very bright, like this ethereal being of light and stuff. But no, I am your wolf.” M
Leia’s pov These three weeks have been fucking hard. I am so happy I have Asher now, because I wouldn’t know if I would have been fucking okay without him. Every night before bed, Asher assured me it wasn’t my fault and that Kat would forgive me. I really fucking hoped she would. I don’t know if she fucking knew she died. Like her heart actually stopped for a fucking minute, because she lost too much blood and wasn’t healing. Her father had given her a blood transfusion, but the bad news didn’t fucking stop there. Then they told us she would never fucking walk again, until Doctor Aarush found another way to treat her and now she would probably walk again, but it would take a fucking long time. I never would have imagined our summer holiday and the first months of the our final high school year, being spend with Kitty Kat in a fucking wheelchair. But at least she was alive. Kate felt bad she couldn’t be there when Sierra and Asher graduated, but she still wasn’t strong enough to le
Aaro’s povI shouldn’t have said that, but it was the fucking truth. No matter how much this wasn’t Storm’s choice any more than it was mine, he was still going to mark me against my will. Maybe if things were different, then I would have chosen Storm as my mate.I always hoped I would find my true mate, but that ship had fucking sailed the moment I was bought. Maybe even before then—maybe the moment I was brought to the damn school. It didn’t fucking matter anyway.I saw how my remark hurt Storm, and all I could think of to make this better was to ask him to kiss me. I knew it fucking made me feel better. More than better. The orgasm he gave me was out of this fucking world, and I just wanted to make him feel good too.I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing, but he seemed to enjoy it, and to be honest, I was enjoying it too. I didn’t think having someone’s dick inside my mouth would be fun, but hearing Storm grunt and hold on to my hair and knowing I was the one doing it to him was a
Storm’s povI knew if I got pissed off, Aaro would stop telling me the truth, so I let her talk while inside of me a storm was raging. I wanted to go to the school and kill everyone who ever hurt Aaro. I wanted to destroy the entire school and get everyone out, but I knew I couldn’t. I was a fucking hypocrite. My father had bought Aaro for me and had funded the school for years. I didn’t realize where part of our money was going until I checked the books today. Our pack had been giving money to the Goldacres for decades. How could I say I would destroy the school if I still profited from it? If it wasn’t for the school, I wouldn’t have met Aaro.I wanted to be Aaro’s home, her safe place. She deserved that. Despite the fucked up situation she was thrown into, she was trying to do things her own way. She could have ignored my mother like the rest, but instead she decided to learn Dutch. The thing that bonded me and mam together. If Aaro was smart, she would have sucked up to Dad and R
Aaro’s povEve explained the phone to me, but I still felt like a fucking idiot using it. She was so patient with me, but I knew if others saw me fumbling with the phone, they’d think I was raised under a damn rock. Everyone used technology for everything, and I felt like I didn’t belong in this world.To be honest, I don’t belong here. I belong with my sister; I belong back home.But a part of me wished I did belong here. That I could give Storm what he deserved. He wanted a real person who didn’t have that many secrets, someone who could be themselves around him, and I wasn’t that at fucking all. I had to think before I spoke, because otherwise I could reveal the truth."I really am sorry, Aaro." Eve said again.I shook my head, "don’t be. I’ll be fine."Eve sighed, "it can be really hard sometimes, Aaro. I try to put on a brave face for Storm. I don’t want him to feel bad for me, but it’s really lonely for me. I miss my family and just having a life. Don’t get me wrong; if I had to
Storm’s pov"Aaro is bijna klaar; douchen liep een beetje uit. [Aaro is almost done; the shower took a bit longer than expected.]Mam laughed, "Ik zie dat jij ook ging douchen? [I see you took a shower as well?] She ruffled my wet hair."Dus? [so?]""Niks. Ik ben blij voor je. Ze is speciaal vind je niet? Ik durf het bijna niet te zeggen, maar misschien is zij je, - [Nothing. I am happy for you. She’s special, isn’t she? I am almost too scared to say, but maybe she’s your, -] " I stopped my mom from finishing her sentence."Mam zeg het niet dan! Fuck, je weet zelf wat pap zou doen. [Then don’t say it! Fuck, you know what Dad would do.]"My mother knew better than anyone what my dad thought of true mates, considering she was his. Dad and mom fell in love when they were seventeen. Love at first sight, she called it, and then my grandfather got killed and my dad turned into a paranoid asshole. Too scared of what a true mate meant. He wasn't just scared of losing half his soul if his true
Aaro’s povFucking phone. That stupid fucking phone. Phones didn’t used to be like this, were they? I remember mom and dad having a phone, and I sometimes watched videos on it or played a game. But this thing was totally different.I felt so fucking out of place. I knew nothing about this world. I guess that the school does this on purpose. Make sure to isolate the girls once they’re out of the school. Make sure we don’t know how to use technology to ask for help.We’re not supposed to tell anyone about the school, but even if we only wanted to help ourselves once we were out, we wouldn’t be able to. We had no one to turn to and no way to set up any support system. Maybe I should talk to Eve. She had been isolated, stuck inside this packhouse. She knows how it feels, and maybe she knows how to get out of here.I opened the stupid phone again, cursing at it."You better not fuck this up again. Send text to Eve.""Send text to Eve," the phone said."Do you want to join me and Storm for l
Storm’s povI put Aaro on my lap and let her eat."So what’s her deal?" Cara asked, mind-linking me."What do you mean?""She seems nice, but is she like the rest? Does she want you because of your title?"I laughed, "no, she isn’t like the rest. Not at fucking all. I don’t think she cares about becoming Luna at all.""Did she have any say in coming here? Did her parents force her?"I sighed, "she’s an orphan. It’s fucking complicated Cara, but she doesn’t really have a choice. So I’m trying my fucking best to make everything not suck as fucking much."Cara smiled at me, "you want her to like you."Aaro started giving me bites to eat, and although it surprised me, I let her. It was fucking adorable that she cared enough to feed me."She likes you already. She was straddling you, and now she’s feeding you!" Cara shouted inside my head.That kiss was amazing. And when Aaro started moving her fucking hips, I went insane. If Cara hadn’t stopped us, I don’t know what would have happened. Wh
Aaro’s povBrand was cool. He reminded me of my dad’s wolf, Logan. He was as fast as him, too. How would it feel to run as a wolf? Would I be that fast?It was easier around Brand because he didn’t talk to me and I didn’t have to pretend so hard.Even when I was myself, I still had to pretend. I couldn’t let anyone know my real name or identity. It wasn’t easy. I so badly wanted to tell Brand about Logan. I wanted to tell the girl in the orphanage more about Ero. And when we discussed our names, I really wanted to tell Peter what Aaro fucking stood for.It bothered me how scared everyone was. It was supposed to be like this. In my dad’s pack, people weren’t scared of us. And although my grandpa Os could be a bit scary, people respected him more than they feared him.Then he shifted back, and although Storm looked a lot better, like a whole fuckload better, I went back to pretending. Pretending that he didn’t look fucking good, and I wondered what it would feel like to touch him. Preten
Storm’s povI tried to get some work done, but my mind kept wondering about tonight. What would be a good date idea?"Let me meet her," Brand said."And then what, have a picknick? It’s fucking freezing outside.""Please?" Brand asked and I think it was the first time he said please to me."I’ll see what I can do, okay, buddy?"Dad had given me her tracker information, and I felt like a fucking stalker, tracking Aaro’s moves. She went from the hospital to the orphanages, to lunch somewhere, and then to one of the elders' houses.When it was around four, I just gave up on working and decided to pick up Aaro early. I'm sure she'd appreciate it; I couldn't imagine spending the entire day with Ruby.I went to the O'Hares' home and watched as Aaro spoke to a young boy. He must be one of the grandkids or great-grandkids of the O'Hares. Mister O'Hare was 104 years old and looked no older than 70.When the boy saw me, he bowed his head and seemed scared. It was such an obvious contrast between
Aaro’s povStupid fucking nightmare. I used to have them when we were younger. I would dream about Marco taking us away. We were asleep when he took us, but we woke up before he brought us to the man who transported us to the school.Doctor Marco had always been so kind to us, but suddenly he was cold. He ignored our cries, he ignored me begging him to let my sister go. In the end, he threatened to hurt Elora if I didn’t help him calm her down.He showed me bones and said they belonged to a girl, and if I didn't help my sister out of her pajamas and make her shut the fuck up, he could turn my sister into a bag of bones too.For years, I wondered what he needed the bones and the pajamas for. I thought he might have pretended it was one of us who died, so my parents wouldn’t come looking for us. Or my parents were dead themselves; there must have been a reason why they didn't find us. Auntie Kat was too smart to not see through Marco’s plan, I was sure. She was the smartest person alive;