ABBY{Wednesday, 2 days to the blood moon}The principal escorted me outside to meet the sheriff. He was waiting in his car for me. She looked at me and squeezed my hand to know if it was okay to leave. I nodded.“Abby Chesterfield, get in,” the Sheriff said and opened the door for me. “Let's go on a brief ride.”I looked out the window as he drove for a few minutes, saying nothing.“You've been driving for 5 minutes. What did you want to tell me?” I asked.“How are you, Abby?” he asked. I sighed. “Let's skip to the part where you tell me why you wanted to see me.”“How are you, Abby Chesterfield?” he grinned.I could tell from his grin that he got his family back.“Are you taking me to Ashley?” I asked, smiling from ear to ear.“Hold your horses. Your sister is safe,” he said with a grin. “But they're not in Lockwood. We need to take Mr. Gordon unawares.”It disappointed me that he wasn't taking me to her, but I was glad to hear that she was safe. “Where are they now?”“They aren't f
TREVOR{Tuesday, 3 days to the blood moon}“I love you too, Trevor Coleman,” Abby said as she fell on me.She blacked out after saying it, and I could feel her warm breath on my neck as I held her. I lay there for a while, trying to steady my hands, which had been trembling since I saw her turn into a wolf.Two cars approached from our left and right as we lay on the road, and their headlights illuminated us. Alex got down from one car, and Blake got out of the other. I flipped Abby to the side, so I was covering her with my body. “Get up, Coleman,” Blake demanded as he tossed his jacket at me. “Cover her up with that,” he said.I stared at him for a while, seeing only his silhouette as he blocked the headlights with his body frame. Then I picked the Jacket and covered her up.“What the hell do you want?” I asked.“You made her waste another full moon, and the blood moon is in 3 days,” he said. “So, Mr. Gordon asked to see you.”“What do you mean I made her waste another full moon?”
TREVOR{Wednesday, 2 days to the blood moon}He whistled after chaining Blake, and three men emerged from different directions, all aiming at Abby and me.“Nice to meet you, Abby,” he said. “My name is Antony Gordon, and I have been studying you from a distance for 17 years.”“What do you want?” She asked.“I want many things from you,” he said as he aimed his gun at me. “But all I want right now is to see you turn into a wolf, or he dies.”Abby looked at me, and I could see the panic in her eyes as she spoke. “I can’t… I can’t control it.”“No, Abby, you can and must,” he said. “Or I’ll blow his brains out.”“Please, just let him go. I’ll go with you,” she said.I was about to say something when I felt a blow at the back of my head. A sharp, ringing sound echoed through my ears, and I struggled to make it back to my feet. I felt blood trailing down my back from a cut at the base of my head, and I saw Abby screaming as tears trailed down her face.“I want you to listen to me, Abby.” H
KELVIN{Sunday, 5 days to the blood moon}I was the one leaving, but I felt left behind. The last time I saw Blake, he thought he killed me, but it was an illusion. When he heard I was still alive, he waited for the day I'd come for vengeance. But I never came.I felt guilty leaving Abby with him because I saw one of Jericho’s briefcases in his cabin earlier, meaning he was working for them.Jericho's men were on the road when I got there. They were planning to go to the cabin and take Abby. Blake must’ve been the one who told them where they were. It was easy for me to attack, because they couldn't see me. The last one was Abby's friend, Trevor. I told him all I knew about Jericho when I showed him the cabin Abby was in. But as I turned to leave, I looked at the trees and the ground. Someone had marked them with shadow ash. I followed the trail of shadow ash back to the place I buried Molly, but when I dug it up, all I saw was her jacket. The Jacket she gave Abby to come to the cabi
ASHLEY{Monday, 4 days to the blood moon}Mr. Gordon was sitting on a chair across the room when I woke up. I did not know how long I was out, but everything seemed clear. I had an ache in my head, but it was mild compared to the stinging pain I had across my forehead earlier. He sat on the bed when he saw I was awake, and I looked at his wristwatch to check the time. It was 12.05 pm. But it was 7 am when he gave me a shot in the morning. “How are you feeling, Ashley?” he asked as he checked my temperature.An image of Peter screaming as the car tumbled flashed through my mind. “Where is Peter?” I asked.He glowered at me and looked away. “You were in an accident a few hours ago, and here I am, trying to take care of you. But you keep asking about this boy? Teenagers.”“Well, just take me to him then,” I demanded.“I'll take you to him,” he said. “But you have to answer a few questions first.”“Okay,” I said. “What do you want to know?”He walked to the chair he was sitting on when I
SHERIFF{Sunday, 5 days to the blood moon}“My name is Jasmine,” a teenager said as she entered the office. I stared at her and looked back at Jacob, he was standing with the girl from earlier.“My name is Molly,” she said with a grin. I massaged my scalp and tried to get over the ringing in my head. “What are you guys doing here?” I asked. “I'm not running a daycare.” Molly chuckled. “Well, Mr. Sheriff,” she said. “We didn't come here for you to babysit us. If at all anyone needed babysitting, it would be you.”“Me?” I asked. “How so?”She picked up the Father's Day mug on the floor and handed it to me. “You were unconscious when we walked in here, and from the symbol on the injection in the waste bin, I can tell that Mr. Gordon or one of his men visited you,” she said. “And from the Father’s day mug, I can tell you have a family. If Mr. Gordon knows you, your family can't be safe.”“You're right,” I admitted. “But I don't see how you can help me.”“Why?” she asked. “Because I'm a
ASHLEY{Monday, 4 days to the blood moon}“Our goal,” Anthony Gordon said. “Is to create a superhuman. With werewolf strength, werewolf speed, and werewolf healing abilities. But without the fur.”I touched Peter's palm, and it was too cold. “How did you know that his blood would be compatible with mine if you haven't tested him yet?” I asked. “Well, Ashley,” he said. “Your blood is like a virus. A single drop of it in the body of a human could kill all the cells. So, we injected Peter with your blood, not enough to alter his genes and give him wolf powers, but enough to kill him if he wasn't compatible.”“You weren't even sure he would survive! Yet you injected him?” I yelled.“Science is about taking risks,” he said.“Science?” I asked. “If what you are doing here is purely scientific, what connection do you have with the blood moon?”He checked Peter’s temperature and removed the drip on his hand. “Jonathan runs Project Jericho as you know it,” he said. “I and the Chesterfields fo
ABBY{Wednesday, 2 days to the blood moon}I had always imagined my teenage love story to unfold quite differently. In my mind, a kind-hearted young man would muster up the courage to ask me out, and I would playfully resist his advances before eventually relenting. He would shower me with affectionate texts and thoughtful gifts, and we would share our first date and first kiss on a magical evening that would culminate with us dancing the night away at prom. But, alas, reality proved to be far different from my dreamy expectations.Ashley was always the better twin with good grades, a spot on the cheerleading squad, beauty, and brains. Even when I did well, she outdid me. She consistently received A's, and if I managed to get an A, she would get an A+. She was asked out by all the cool boys in school, except for Trevor Coleman, who was dating Tiffany. Their relationship always seemed toxic to me, so I disliked them both.I never thought a day like this would come when Trevor Coleman
ABBY{Friday, new beginnings}The sunrise had never been as beautiful as it was when I woke up. Ashley and my parents agreed last night to stay in Lockwood since I would rather not move with them to Westview, so it was a breath of fresh air to wake up to the sound of Ashley snoring, as it was before Project Jericho made its way to Lockwood. Trevor and I also got a chance to talk after Blake left the town. So, as I woke up that morning, I woke up as Trevor's girlfriend, and he, my boyfriend. A new beginning for both of us.I was pissed that I still had those werewolf genes in me, though I was glad I wouldn't have to worry about Mr. Gordon anymore. My dad and I finally talked last night about how being a werewolf was when he was growing up. He asked me not to view the wolf as an entirely different being, but as an extension of myself or an alter ego, if I preferred. He said the only way to tame it was to become one with it. So, when I slept last night, I saw the wolf in my dream.
ABBY{Thursday, 6 days after the blood moon}It would've been foolish to think Mr. Gordon would leave without a fight, and I wasn't a fool. Neither was Molly. I would've preferred it if Mr. Gordon took out the wolf genes from my body as he did my sister before they made him leave, but Molly wasn't keen on listening to anyone. She believed I would find a way to control the wolf, a way to speak to it and tame it. But I didn't think so. Even if the wolf could be tamed, I didn't know if I wanted to. Taming it would mean constantly carrying it in me, fighting to suppress it every day, every night, and every full moon. How long could I keep up with that? I wondered. How long till the wolf refuses to be suppressed? How long until I became a monster?“Abby? Are you okay?” Blake asked as he gently stroked my arm. “Just a little tense,” I sighed. “Molly should be back by now. They should all be back.”“Speak of the devil,” Blake grinned as the sheriff's car approached, leading a convoy of
ASHLEY{Thursday, 6 days after the blood moon}I was woken by the unsettling sound of someone wheezing beside me, and I noticed something which felt like a pipe in my throat as I opened my eyes. Peter removed the Venturi mask on my face and carefully pulled out a tube from my mouth as he struggled to stop himself from wheezing. I coughed and gasped for air as I tried to stand up, and Peter rubbed my back to ease the cough. Apart from the sound of both of us coughing, three beeping monitors were in the room. Some of the monitors were connected to my arm with wires I just pulled out, and there were wires on Peters's bed. He must've removed them from his arm before I woke up. “Are you okay?” Peter asked, still wheezing. “Breathe,” he said. “Just breathe.”“What's going on?” I asked, darting around the room. We must've been unconscious for a while, seeing as I could barely remember a thing. “We need to get out of here,” he said. “This is about the time they come to sedate us. We nee
ABBY{Wednesday, 5 days after the blood moon}I could barely hear the drumming over the sound of my heart beating loudly in my ears. Trevor stood with Omari as I entered the circle to meet Blake, and I saw the fear in his eyes as he looked at me, even after I said I trusted him. Omari howled, and everyone followed as the full moon emerged from the clouds. I saw Blake pull a dagger out of his jacket pocket, and I felt my muscles expanding and my bones shifting. My vision blurred, and everything around me seemed red as I fought within myself to remain in control. For an instant, it seemed as though everything moved in slow motion, and I was a spectator rather than an actor. It felt like I was watching my body take form and move without me being able to control it.Blake took off his jacket as his fingers turned to claws, and lunged at me with the dagger, cutting me on my arm and pushing me to the ground. He wasn't fazed by how quickly I got back up, and I didn't feel pain from th
BLAKE{Wednesday, 5 days after the blood moon}I glanced at all the rooms in the base through the monitors, and I was amazed at how lightly guarded they were, as opposed to how it was before the blood moon. My dad, unconscious, was in one room, Ashley and Peter in another. The Chesterfields were in the hallway, arguing about something, and... My eyes widened as I saw Henry Luther and his wife in another room with Venturi tubes on their faces. “Yes,” Mr. Gordon grinned, noticing the shock on my face. “It's going to be a big family reunion tomorrow,” he said. “Abby and her parents, you, and your dad. Everyone would be happy in the end. Don’t you think?”What did I think? Well, he didn’t know what was coming. “I’ll bring them tomorrow,” I muttered. “And my dad better be in good shape.”“Not you won’t,” he grinned. “You see, I don’t trust you, Blake. Stay in your house, and I’ll send your dad to you once I see Abby and Trevor. If I don’t see them in my base tomorrow, and I have to find
MOLLY{Wednesday, 5 days after the blood moon}“Well, we didn’t have to wait too long to meet again,” Abby grinned as I entered the house. “We didn’t,” I tittered and looked away.I wish I could’ve stayed away, but the thought of the Gordons still breathing didn’t sit right with me. Abby beamed as she stared at me. My presence must’ve been somewhat comforting to her. She needed a distraction to take her mind off the elephant in the room, or rather, the wolf in her body, but I wasn’t there to give her comfort. I clarified it for Blake as much as it was clear to me that the only reason I was in Lockwood was for vengeance. As I looked at Trevor behind Abby, I envied them because I knew they could still have their whole love story when the issue with Project Jericho was over. If they wanted. Abby could even have Blake if she wanted to, but who did I have? What did I have apart from vengeance to keep my heart pumping? I had nothing. Nothing at all. I didn’t tell Blake what my mom saw
BLAKE{Wednesday, 5 days after the blood moon}The only thing worse than losing a loved one is losing another, knowing you could've prevented it. I wish I could’ve done more for Kelvin before he died, but even in his last moments, I was busy carrying Abby and caring so much about her well-being instead of him. We fought each other a lot in this lifetime. Him joining the shadow clan, and me, remaining in the pack. But watching him die was difficult, knowing it wasn't one of Molly's illusions. When I accepted Kelvin’s death, I knew that the only family I had left was my dad. So I had to get him back, no matter what.As I drove down to the Lockwood signpost to wait for Molly, I knew I wanted nothing more than to leave Lockwood behind and everything in it. My feelings for Abby aside, I had nothing else to do in that town. And loving her wouldn't compensate for how miserable I felt. Molly and I had already agreed that the only thing we had to do in Lockwood was to find my dad and ave
ABBY{Wednesday, 5 days after the blood moon}Perhaps it wasn't so bad to be loved by more than one person, and maybe it's not outrageous to love them back. Blake and Trevor were very divergent people. Different views, different interests, and different ways of expressing themselves. The ever-erratic Blake, and the calm, collected Trevor. One, an Alpha werewolf. The other, a normal teenager. It worried me that I would come to a point where I had to choose between them because I knew what my decision might’ve been.Perhaps if I wasn't so good at being loved, I wouldn't have had to decide in the first place. “Let's get you back to the house before Omari sends his goons after us,” Blake sighed as he turned on the car and steered it into the road. “Molly has mastered control over her wolf instincts, and I can't remember the last time she turned. Maybe she could help you with that when she arrives:”I didn't know if I wanted to tame the wolf as much as I wanted to get rid of it, but I h
ABBY{Wednesday, 5 days after the blood moon}I was terrified by the dark thing that slept in me as I struggled to wake up. I saw myself running in the woods from a wolf with green eyes like mine, but I couldn't get far before it caught up with me. I was scared when the wolf turned human and approached me because I was standing face-to-face with myself. Other werewolves were one with their wolf, but the wolf in me had a mind of its own. The last thing I saw before walking up was Xavier, covered in blood on the ground and begging me to stop.When I opened my eyes, I saw Omari sitting on my bed with a strange bottle and glass of water. “Good morning, Abby,” he grinned as he gave me the glass. “How do you feel?I finished the water in a single gulp and tried to get up, but a sharp pain in my head stopped me. “What happened?” I asked as I lay back on the bed. “I don't remember falling asleep.”“Do you remember almost killing my son?” he asked. Not accusingly, nor did he sound angered. H