AtwoodBeing near Ruby helps to ease the symptoms of my condition. I wish I could just be around her for a few more minutes; it seems as though she enjoys my touch at first, but it fades quickly when she becomes tense again and steps away from me.I drop my hand, which was just cupping her soft, pale cheek, back to my side with a frown.Inside of me, my wolf rages. He smells her wolf. For the past several days, ever since she shifted in the woods and killed that Bear, all my wolf does is whine about wanting to be marked. I can feel him growing restless too from my condition. Before long, he’ll take over and go feral, destroying any shred of humanity that I have left. I can’t let it get to that point.Ruby backs away from me cautiously, looking up at me with her round red eyes. I love their color, the way her hips and breasts have grown, the way her hair is down past her shoulders now. She looks like a woman, no longer a little girl. The thought of taking her right here in the corridor
RubyAs if I wasn’t already confused enough before, my date with Atwood only made it worse. For the first time in ages, we actually spent the evening together and it was… really nice. Over the course of the night, he gradually started to look less gaunt and haggard, and actually started to look like himself again.My wolf was practically in a daze throughout the entire date just from being around Atwood. I know that she wants to mark him more than anything, and admittedly I almost let her, but the fear of the curse still sticks in the back of my head constantly. If I mark Atwood and die, I’ll be leaving Tamara behind. I don’t know what Alice and the Queen will do to my sister if I’m not around to stop them, and if Atwood shifts into his wolf form for an extended period of time out of grief like he did with Vivian then he won’t be around to protect her, either.Furthermore, there’s something else that I just can’t shake. The thought of Atwood with another woman before me… It doesn’t si
RubySomehow, I do manage to finish my paper on Macbeth and hand it in to Alice the next morning at the beginning of our lesson. She doesn’t even look at it! She throws it into the fire right in front of me, which angers me greatly after I spent so much time on it, but I decide not to say anything.We spend the entire lesson reading Macbeth once again. By the end of the lesson I’ve already finished the play. Alice takes the book from me and absentmindedly waves me away, dismissing me without a word.Alice’s dismissive attitude would normally bother me, but it seems that she’s acting this way because she’s distracted; this is perfect for me because it means that I’ll be able to sneak away and find Marisa Elder.I run back to my room and change into warmer clothes to brave the cold weather, then bound down the stairs and out the back door before anyone notices. The new snow falling should cover my tracks, allowing me to make it to Nancy’s house without anyone being able to find me.“Nan
RubyAtwood drives Nancy and I back to the castle and sends us off to my room so Nancy can get comfortable.Unfortunately, the image of the dead witch on the floor of her hut plagues us, which puts on a damper on what would have otherwise been a fun sleepover right before my birthday.However, making plans for my escape does help us to get those horrors out of our minds. Now that Marisa is dead, the trail that was leading me to get to the bottom of the situation with this curse has run cold. No matter how hard I think, I can’t possibly come up with any solutions other than to get Tamara and I out of here before anything horrible happens.Someone clearly knew that we were going to talk to Marisa. The ivory handle on the dagger that was sticking out of her chest was unlike anything I’ve ever seen before. It looked old and valuable. Whoever wielded that dagger was no Rogue or Bear.I fear that whoever killed Marisa might do the same to me, Tamara, or even Nancy if I don’t escape on my bi
AtwoodI know that Ruby was up to something when I found her at Nancy’s house, but my brain feels too foggy with my condition and the upcoming attack from the Bears to pay it much mind. All that matters right now is making her happy for her birthday so that hopefully she’ll want to mark me.Her birthday is tomorrow, and despite the Bears’ attack, I’ve arranged for the most exciting eighteenth birthday that any girl could dream of. I hired the kingdom’s most talented seamstress to make her a stunning dress, the best chefs in the kingdom to provide a beautiful spread of food and desserts, and I’ve invited all of Ruby’s classmates (aside from Donna and Ethan, of course).I’m confident that the Bears won’t make it to the castle, too. We’ve got men stationed all around the perimeter of the castle grounds prepared to fight; two men in wolf form for every man in human form, and the men in human form all have shotguns fully loaded with silver bullets and freshly sharpened steel swords. It’s t
Ruby“What was that about?” Nancy says as she and the seamstress come back in. I hold the book out to her and she takes it while the seamstress starts working on pinning my dress again. I watch in the mirror as Nancy sits on the bed, thumbing through the pages.“This is so cool!” she says. “I didn’t know that you were into history. Is it an early birthday gift?” She gestures to the wrapping paper on the chair.“Yeah,” I answer somewhat solemnly. My heart is still fluttering from my interaction and it almost feels as though I can still feel Atwood’s kiss on the top of my head, but then I remember that I’m going to be leaving him tomorrow and it makes my heart ache.The seamstress finishes her work and takes the dress off of me, leaving the room to finish the alterations on her sewing machine.I spend the rest of the night sitting with Nancy, reading the book together. Pretty soon, we both fall asleep with the book open on our laps.I wake up the next morning to Nancy jumping on me and
RubyI’ve decided that I can’t leave. There is too much tying me to this castle, too much that makes me want to stay. Despite all of the bad things that have happened since I’ve come here, despite Alice and the Queen and Edith, I care about Atwood too much to leave.I care about Nancy and my sister, too. I don’t want to make my sister live like a pauper again. I don’t want to leave my best friend behind. No matter what this curse has in store for me, I’m going to fight it. Vivian has given me a head start on understanding what is going to happen; maybe if I visit her room again, I’ll be able to find some more helpful information.More importantly right now, I have to tell Cayden that I won’t be going with him. I can’t just leave him waiting out there in the woods, not when the Bears could attack soon.“I have to go tell Cayden,” I say quietly, standing from my crouching position in front of my sister.Nancy and Tamara look at me with surprised looks on their faces.“You’re not running
RubyI look up from my spot on the floor where I’ve been crying to see Nancy and Tamara standing in the doorway.“We heard Edith freaking out,” Nancy says, rushing over to me and helping me to my feet.“It doesn’t matter,” I say, wiping the tears from my eyes as I stoop to pick up the things that fell on the floor when Edith dumped out my backpack. “We have to leave.”“Why?” Nancy says, looking both confused and upset. “I thought you decided to stay. You promised me and Tamara that you would stay!”“Atwood and Edith are in love,” I respond, zipping up my backpack and retrieving Tamara’s from the closet. I walk over to my sister and bend down to her height as I slip the backpack straps over her shoulders. She stares back at me with her big eyes, which have tears welled up in them.“What do you mean, they’re in love?” Nancy says from behind me. I stand and put on my own backpack, kicking off my heels. I’ll run barefoot until I can change into my plain clothes in the forest.“Ruby?” Nanc