ABBY{Tuesday, 4 days after the blood moon} The sheriff seemed restless as Xavier left the station. He kept pacing around his office and scratching his head as he thought to himself. “Don’t you think it’s kind of weird?” The sheriff asked. “They want you to be Alpha all of a sudden. But they also think you need five days of training. If they felt you weren’t fit, why did they consider you in the first place?”“And why can’t the pack protect you until you become Alpha?” Jasmine added. “Unless there’s some underlying factor. Something they haven’t told you yet.”“Well, if they intend to use me,” I said. “I intend to use them as well. Once we defeat Mr. Gordon and end Project Jericho, I’ll tell them I don’t want to be Alpha anymore.”“Don’t you think the Alpha proposal might be connected to Project Jericho somehow?” The sheriff asked. “The suddenness of everything is uncanny.”“But you’re the one who told me to accept the Alpha proposal, remember?” I asked. “And you’re the one who aske
ASHLEY {Tuesday, 4 days after the blood moon}West view… The air felt different from the air in Lockwood. The silence was so peaceful. The views were magical. The people were almost invisible because they knew how to mind their business. The rowdiness we met when I came to Westview the last time was not how it was when we arrived last night. The festival was over and everyone retired to their homes, it seemed like a ghost town. Unlike Lockwood, you could barely see someone walking on the streets. I finally had time to cover my face with a pillow and cry as I woke up. I couldn't cry about Tiffany's death before Abby because it seemed unfair to her. She already felt guilty about Tiffany's death, and my tears would've worsened it. But Tiff was my best friend. It shattered my heart to accept the reality of her death. “Hey, Ash. Are you okay?” My mom asked as she entered the room. “I'm fine-- it's just-- jus--- I'm…” I broke down in tears before I could finish the sentence.She sat
MOLLY{Sunday, Two days after the blood moon}…. “Till we meet again, Molly Lancaster,” Abby said as she turned to walk away.I smiled as she nodded for the last time and waved before entering the sheriff's car. And even though I said, “Till we meet again” It was more of a goodbye for me because I never wanted to return to Lockwood. And even though I didn't blame or hate Abby and her sister for anything that happened, I knew it was better to not see them again. “Hey, Molly,” Henry Luther said as he walked toward me in the sheriff's kitchen. “I didn't get a chance to thank you for everything, and to say how sorry I am for your loss.”“It's okay, chief,” I grinned. “We did what we had to do.”He smiled and patted my shoulder. “So, where are you going now?” he asked.“Far away from you,” I grinned.He opened his mouth to say something, but just nodded and walked away. I knew he wanted to show how sorry he was for Kelvin's death, and I knew how badly he wanted to make me feel better.
TREVOR{Tuesday, 4 days after the blood moon}I woke up hours before my alarm clock started ringing because Tiffany’s face kept appearing whenever I closed my eyes. I thought about the blood moon and everything that happened before and after it, but I could never justify Tiffany’s death. She didn’t deserve it. Yes, I knew it wasn’t Abby’s intention, nor was it her fault. But whenever something bad happens, someone has to take the blame, and Abby was the most reasonable person to blame at the time. She was the reason we were at Westview in the first place, she was the one Tiffany wanted to save, and she was the one who put the sword through Tiffany’s stomach that killed her. I knew I was being too hard on Abby with the way I spoke to her, but I couldn’t get over the fact that Tiffany was dead. And carrying her lifeless body out of Jericho’s base was the worst moment of my life. Even though I knew Abby must’ve felt horrible about her death, I didn’t have anyone else to pour out m
ABBY{Tuesday, 4 days after the blood moon}I wasn't as frightened as I expected to be when I saw Mr. Gordon standing in front of the car with his fists tightly clenched. Even though he had an intense look in his eyes as he glared at me through the windshield, I didn't cower away and instead looked back at him with confidence.Maybe it was due to the warning texts I had received or because Mr. Gordon had been showing up repeatedly over the past few days, but I didn't show even a hint of fear when he confronted me.In a way, I was relieved that he had finally come to meet me, even though I was unsure about what to do next.Xavier turned on the car and asked, "Who's that?" before Anthony Gordon lunged at the hood and shattered the windshield with his fist. With a smirk, he said, "Abby Luther. Get out of the car and come with me. I'd rather not have to pull you out myself."I desperately wanted Xavier to just drive away and avoid any further conflict with Anthony Gordon. But before I c
ABBY{Tuesday, 4 days after the blood moon}How it felt to become a wolf was still surreal to me and hard to explain.Bones shifting and restructuring, muscles tearing and expanding, joins readjusting and thickening. My nails turned into claws, teeth became fangs, fur appeared on my skin, and my hunger for meat heightened. How do I explain that I felt like a stranger in my body? Being a werewolf made me feel like I was harboring a wolf inside me that sometimes controlled my actions. But when I turned into a wolf, it felt like I was the one in the wolf's body struggling to control it.Xavier wasn’t fazed as I pinned him to the ground, and the smug look on his face made it clear that he was expecting me to react the way I did. “Well done, Abby,” he grinned as I stepped back. “You’ve successfully connected with your inner wolf. Even without a full moon.”I stared at my arm as the fur shrunk until I could see my skin again, and the claws retracted. I felt my bones readjust as I stood,
ABBY{Tuesday, 4 days after the blood moon}I felt a sharp pain at the back of my neck as I stared at Blake, meaning Anthony Gordon was close. On one end, I was worried about fighting Blake, and Anthony Gordon was taunting me on the other end. Yet, I still had Jonathan Gordon to worry about, who had Ashley in custody. The uncertainty that then consumed my life was unnerving. I was worried about things ahead and things before me. On one end, seeing Trevor and Blake together was a rollercoaster of emotions. Trevor stared at him with clenched fists, and Blake tightened his jaw. “What the hell are you doing here?” Trevor snapped as he stared at Blake. “You might have helped me escape Jericho's base, but you still work for them. So, you're a traitor.””Back off, Trevor,” Blake shot back. “I'm not here to talk about Project Jericho.”“So, is it true?” I asked. “Are you working for Mr. Gordon? And are you going to fight me tomorrow night to remain Alpha?”“It's not about what I want, A
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
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