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{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
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