April's POVI was running, crazy, mad, insane. I needed it. I really needed it. My feet pounded the pavement, my lungs burning as I sprinted through the deserted streets.Tears streamed down my face, my eyes red and puffy from crying. My hair was disheveled, tangled from pulling it out in frustration.My body ached from rolling on the floor, from banging my fists against the wall. I couldn't contain the emotions anymore.Why did they do this to me? Why did I keep secrets from them?I thought of Emma, of Camilla, Lucien, and Rosaline. They were I was hiding something. They knew it.My mind raced with questions, with fears, with doubts. What was going on? Why couldn't I trust myself?I stopped running, collapsing onto a bench, exhausted. My chest heaved as I struggled to catch my breath.I looked up at the sky, tears streaming down my face. "Why?" I screamed, my voice echoing through the empty streets.But there was no answer. Only silence.And the ache within me grew, a hollow feeling
Camilla's POV I stood at my locker, exchanging pleasantries with Rosaline and Lucien. But my mind was elsewhere, consumed by thoughts of April.Her behavior earlier had left me unsettled. The lies, the evasions...something was wrong, and I couldn't shake the feeling.Rosaline nodded along, her eyes glazing over as she responded to my questions. Her mind was clearly elsewhere, lost in thoughts I couldn't begin to decipher.Lucien's gaze drifted over my shoulder, his eyes fixed on someone behind me. I followed his gaze, but saw nothing out of the ordinary."Hey, how's it going?" Lucien asked, his voice distracted."Yeah, good," I replied, going through the motions.Rosaline murmured something incoherent, her thoughts still a million miles away.I couldn't help but wonder what was going on with my friends. April's secrets, Rosaline's distant thoughts, Lucien's mysterious gaze...it all added up to a sense of unease I couldn't shake.As we parted ways to head to our next class, I couldn't
Camilla's POVI walked alongside Rosaline and Lucien in the hallway, lost in thought. We were on our way to meet with our teacher to discuss our group project.As we turned a corner, a commotion caught our attention. Krisdana Elrod, the school's notorious mean girl, was standing in the hallway, her eyes blazing with contempt.But it was the sight of the student kneeling at her feet, begging for mercy, that made my blood boil."Please, Krisdana, I'll do anything," the girl whimpered, her eyes brimming with tears.Krisdana sneered, her voice dripping with malice. "You'll do anything? Really? Well, let's start with your lunch money. Hand it over."The girl hesitated, then slowly reached into her pocket and pulled out her wallet. Krisdana snatched it from her hand, flipping through the contents with a sneer."Pathetic," Krisdana spat. "You're practically broke. What else can you offer me?"The girl trembled, her eyes darting around the hallway for help. But no one intervened. Krisdana's r
Rosaline's POVI stood on the sidelines, watching Lucien play ball with his friends. His laughter and shouts filled the air, a stark contrast to the tension that had been building inside me.As I scanned the sports complex, my eyes landed on Krisdana, lounging by the vending machines, sipping on a soda. Her eyes sparkled with malice as she chatted with her friends.This was the perfect opportunity. Lucien was distracted, and Camilla was nowhere to be seen, probably spreading laughter and joy wherever she went.I took a deep breath and made my way towards Krisdana, my heart pounding in my chest. It was time to confront her.As I approached, Krisdana's eyes flicked towards me, a smirk spreading across her face. "Well, well, well. Look what we have here."I stood tall, my voice firm. "Krisdana, we need to talk."Krisdana raised an eyebrow. "Oh, this should be good. What's on your mind, Rosaline?"I clenched my fists, trying to keep my cool. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. Your
Lucien's POVI lay in the sick bay, my ankle throbbing in pain. The nurse had given me some ice and told me to rest, but my mind was racing.I couldn't help but think about what happened today. Rosaline was so quick to blame Krisdana, but was it really her fault?I thought back to the commotion on the field. Rosaline had caused a scene, confronting Krisdana and distracting me. If she hadn't done that, I wouldn't have gotten hurt.It wasn't Krisdana's fault that I got distracted and twisted my ankle. It was my own fault for not paying attention.But Rosaline wouldn't see it that way. She was too busy blaming Krisdana for everything.I sighed, feeling frustrated. Why did Rosaline always have to jump to conclusions? Why did she always have to assume the worst about Krisdana?I knew Krisdana wasn't perfect, but she wasn't the villain Rosaline made her out to be.As I lay there, I couldn't shake the feeling that Rosaline was misjudging Krisdana. And I couldn't help but wonder what would ha
Lucien's POVI lay in the sick bay, feeling defeated. The confrontation with Rosaline had left me drained.At least Krisdana wasn't angry with me. Her apology and concern had been genuine.But Rosaline... my own sister. I could still see the disappointment in her eyes, the hurt and anger.I had never seen her like that before. It was like I had betrayed her.Camilla's expression had been just as disappointing. She had tried to stay neutral, but I could tell she was upset with me too.I felt like I was losing everyone. Rosaline, Camilla... what about Mum?I couldn't bear the thought of disappointing her too.I closed my eyes, feeling tears prick at the corners. Why did everything have to be so complicated?Krisdana's face flashed in my mind. Her fearless character, her apology... she was the only one who didn't seem to be angry with me.But even that brought me guilt. I felt like I was caught between two worlds, two girls... two sisters.I didn't know what to do. All I knew was that I
Emma's POVI pulled up to the school, excited to pick up the triplets. It had been a long day, and I was looking forward to spending some quality time with them. But as they climbed into the car, I noticed something was off.All three of them had scowls on their faces, their eyes cast downward. I exchanged greetings with each of them, but the responses were monosyllabic."Hey, guys! How was your day?" I asked, trying to sound cheerful.Lucien grunted, Camilla murmured "fine," and Rosaline merely nodded.I wondered what I had done wrong this time. Had I forgotten something important? Had I not attended a school event? I racked my brain, but couldn't think of anything.As we drove home, the silence was oppressive. I tried again to engage them in conversation."Did anything interesting happen today? Any tests or quizzes?"Camilla shrugged. "Nope."Rosaline stared out the window. "I'm fine, Mum."Lucien remained silent, his eyes fixed on his phone.I felt a pang of concern. What was going
Gabe's POVI watched my pack interact, my eyes scanning the room. As a mate and father, I'd learned to notice the subtlest changes in dynamics.Tonight, the tension was palpable.Camilla's eyes narrowed whenever April spoke. Rosaline and Lucien barely exchanged a word, their usual banter absent. Carly and Augustine seemed disconnected, their conversations stilted.My mind whirled with questions. What was bothering Camilla? Was it April's recent success? And what had caused the rift between Rosaline and Lucien?I glanced at Emma, my wife, wondering if she'd noticed. Her expression was concerned, but she hadn't intervened yet.As the evening drew to a close, I decided to have a talk with Emma."Hey, can I steal you for a minute?" I asked, guiding her into our study.Emma closed the door behind us. "What's on your mind?""I've noticed some...tensions tonight," I began.Emma nodded. "I saw it too. Between Camilla and April, and Rosaline and Lucien.""And Carly and Augustine," I added.Emm