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“Abby! Wake up!” Ashley, my twin sister yelled in my ear. This was her third attempt at trying to wake me up for school.“Can't you take a hint?” I used my pillow to cover my ears from the noise. I wasn't in the mood to go to school. I peeped open one eye to glance at my sister. She was already dressed up for school. Her long curly brown hair was packed in a ponytail and she wore a bright yellow dress that complemented her skin tone. She looked like a ray of sunshine, but it was more like a cloudy day.She stood at the end of my bed with her hands on her hips, tapping her foot impatiently."Come on, Abby, you can't skip school again. You've been doing it all week," she said, raising her voice."I know, I know," I muttered, burying my face deeper into my pillow. "But I just can't handle it today. I'm exhausted and I don't feel like facing the world."“You need to start taking responsibility for your actions. Skipping school will only make things worse for you in the long run." She
ABBYI couldn't sleep. I was lying in bed, tossing and turning, as my body felt like it was on fire. I was growing hair in places I had never seen hair before. It was like my body was going through some kind of metamorphosis. I was losing control of it.And I was scared. I had to tell someone. But who?I sat up in bed and looked over at Ashley, who was sleeping soundly. Ashley was the only one who always knew my secret. I decided to let her in on what was going on. Maybe she would understand "Hey, Ash?" I whispered.Ashley stirred and opened her eyes. "What's up, Abby?"“Can I talk to you about something?”“Sure, Abs. What's going on?" Ashley asked"I can't sleep. I don't know how to say this but I feel like I'm changing, like something is happening to me." I said, my voice shakyAshley sat up and turned on the bedside lamp. "What do you mean?""I've been experiencing strange changes. I'm growing hair in unusual places, and my senses are so sharp. And I've been having these vivid ni
ABBYI walked out of the cafeteria, hoping to avoid any drama between Trevor. But as luck would have it, I found myself face-to-face with Trevor in the hallway. He moved closer to me, and I felt myself getting trapped between him and the wall."I need to talk to you," he said, his voice low and intense.My heart started racing, and I could feel my palms getting sweaty. "What do you want to talk about?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Trevor looked at me with those dark, intense eyes of his. "I know this might sound crazy, but I find you attractive," he said.I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Why would someone like Trevor be interested in me? Who did he think he was, coming on to me like this? Did he really think that I was some kind of pushover?“What do you want from me?" I asked him, my voice taking on a feisty edge.Trevor looked at me, his expression unreadable. "I just want to get to know you better," he said.I rolled my eyes. "And why should I let you?" I shot b
ASHLEY I came running into the garden clearing as the sun began to rise, my heart pounding with worry. When I saw Abby lying on the ground, I gasped in horror. Her body was covered in fur, and her hands had transformed into large, furry paws with sharp claws."Abby, what happened? Are you okay?" I asked, my voice trembling with fear.She tried to speak, but all that came out was a low growl. It was then that I realized the truth - Abby had fully shifted into a wolf."Oh my god," I whispered, my mind reeling. "You're a werewolf."As Abby let out a mournful howl, I knew that everything had changed. We had always been close, but now there was something fundamentally different about my sister. Something dangerous.Abby's howls grew quieter, and her body began to calm down. Slowly, she started to shift back to her human form.It was a strange and surreal experience to watch her change back. Her fur receded, and her claws retracted as her limbs and body reshaped themselves back into her hu
ABBYAfter the whole drama with Cara, rumors were spreading like wildfire throughout the school that I was some kind of forbidden creature. I tried to ignore the rumors about me, but they were everywhere. People whispered that I was some sort of creature, a werewolf or something even stranger. I mean didn't people have better things to do with their lives than poking their nose into others business.As the day went on, the rumors only got worse. Someone wrote mean words on my locker, calling me a monster and a freak. There was no way I was going to escape this bullying.I heard someone whispering about me as I walked down the hallway. "Hey, watch out for Abby," they said. "She's not human." It was just a passing comment, but it hit me hard. I felt like I was being singled out and ostracized for something that wasn't even my fault.As if the rumors and mean words weren't enough, Tiffany decided to take it upon herself to make my life even more miserable. She came up to me during lunc
ABBYI woke up this morning thinking about Trevor, my mind still lingering on the moment he came close to me yesterday. I could hear his heartbeat clearly, and it made my own heart beat faster. The memory of his scent and the way his eyes sparkled when he smiled were still fresh in my mind.I couldn't shake the feeling that I was making a huge mistake by pushing him away. But my life was too complicated now, and I didn't want him to be drawn into it.I didn't want to go to school today, but Ashley wouldn't let me stay. She was determined to drag me to school with her.I tried to protest, but Ashley was relentless. "You can't hide from them forever," she said, her voice firm. "You have to face everyone and show them you're not a monster."But she was wrong. I was a monster. And deep down, I knew that going to school today would only make things worse. The other kids would whisper behind my back and call me names, just like they always did. They would never understand what it was like t
ABBYI walked into the bustling cafeteria with Jasmine and Ash, my eyes scanning the crowd for any sign of Trevor but I couldn't see him anywhere."Hey Jaz, would you guys like to sit with me over there today?" Ashley asked, gesturing towards the "cool kids' table" while intentionally keeping her gaze on Jasmine and avoiding eye contact with me."Sit with you over there? Of course," Jasmine replied, smiling widely like an excited child."Well, I would love to sit with you," I said with a heavy dose of sarcasm, "but I have to find Trevor. Apparently, we need to talk."I made sure to emphasize the word 'talk' in a way that made it clear that the conversation was going to be far from pleasant."I can't see Trevor anywhere," Jasmine whispered, tugging on my sweater.I looked around the bustling cafeteria, my eyes scanning the sea of students for any sign of Trevor. But he was nowhere to be found.I wondered where he was. Maybe I was supposed to meet him somewhere else? I racked my brain,
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