I grit my teeth as the man crouches in front of my cell, observing the very sorry sight of me. His face closes in on the cell bars, eyeing me up and down, sneering. A dark colored three-clawed scar is on his cheek, nearing his left eye. His entire aura is a darkened blue—which could mean anything negative. I stare at him angrily, not wanting his disgusting face near me. The man sniggers before standing up and examining Sandy and Valerie's weakened state.
"This is quite an interesting sight. Three Alpha's daughters caught in a bind... Helpless... Powerless. Oh if you all could see the look on your faces." The man laughs mockingly. He grabs a wooden chair, places it in the middle of the room, and sits down leaning forward. "Now, are you going to tell me which one of you is Alpha Rickart's daughter?"
I look at him blankly,
"Guys, can we rest up a bit? I'm having trouble sustaining this." I point to the floating man behind me. The more I try maintaining my concentration in making this man levitate, the more it drains my energy. "What was his name again? Randall?They stop walking and face me. The three of us have been walking around this endless forest for a while now but we still haven't found a road or anything that is familiar to us. I'm not sure what to think anymore. I could not communicate with my wolf yet again and even though Valerie and Sandy drank that healing elixir, they still were unable to communicate through the pack link.Once more, we are all in very bad shape, we haven't showered in days and we all look like we've been struck by lightning with how dirty our clothes were."
The moon was fullthat night—when blood from the once allied packs spilled the ground. Men and women killed for the sake of following their Alpha's commands. The Blood Moon Pack’s territory was painted the darkest shade of red. A sea of corpses scattered everywhere — including the bodies of the werewolves from both packs, as well as the decapitated limbs of vampires who fought alongside the Dark Crescent Pack. The Beta Female wailedat the bright moon, her somber heart beating erratically. One of the pack warriors frantically ran toward the woman, saying, "Beta! Please remain hidden with the children and other women." The woman nodded as she scanned the bodies in their packhouse lobby. 'I'll never forgive him and their pack for doing this. It was the right thing for our pack to end theirs,' she thoughtwhile gnashing her teeth together, welcomingthehatred risingin her heart. "Love," a
Nicole Summers 'Her eyes doth shine like the moonlightA sad grin was placed on her pink plump lipsForever watching you day and nightShe sings, "My darling child, it is you I'll forever miss."' I have always cherished the locket my mother gave me on my twelfth birthday. Ever since then, I always wear it, thinking of it as a lucky charm to protect me from harm or to get me through situations that make my heart race. Sometimes, I just open it up to read this four-lined poem inside it. “Earth to Nicole!” A hand waves in front of my face, bringing me back to reality. Jace crouches down in front of me and gives me a worried expression. “Are you that nervous to meet the transfer students?” Transfer students? What is he talking about? And why am I so out of it today? This is the third time I zoned out every since I woke up and classes haven’t even starte
"I thought you were going to be late," I whisper to Jace as he takeshis assigned seat right next to me. "Did you two have a heart-to-heart talk? Am I expecting you to have a boyfriend by next month?"He rolls his eyes before giving me a grin. "Leandre being the new guy saved me from the wrath of Mrs. Dane. She was looking forward to meeting him," He ends his statement with furrowed eyebrows. "And I'm waiting for my soulmate, Nikki. I'm relieved to know that person isn't him." He shivers at the thought of him and Leandre being soulmates."Lucky you,then. You should take him out for a date. You'll never know he might be your soulmate," I joke and wink at him before opening my textbook. "Did you bring your book?" I turn my head to face him, wondering if he was listening to what I was saying at all.Jace gazes directly at the desk in front of him. Both of his arms are on the desk as he fidgetshis fingersand purses his lips."Jace? Are
Alpha Christopher Summers sits behind his wooden desk filled with paperwork. He summoned his mother, father, and the five warriors he assigned to protect Nicole—whom Nicole has been friends with since her childhood. His parents remain seated on the couch while the warriors stand in attention. The Alpha's office became eerily silent after Jeremiah's report. "No one expected this to happen," Yvette, the former Luna and Christopher's mother, comments. Like her husband and son, she is still trying her best to accept this fact. Her daughter is destined to be mated with their rival pack's heir. It's like something straight out of a movie. "Out of all the werewolves in this realm, she had to be mates with the Midnight Moon Pack's Heir?!" Vincent fumes. He finds it hard to accept this arrangement. Chris leans forward, putting his arms on the desk. "She carries the real Alpha blood in her veins, after all. What could be more fitting than an Alpha heir
"You seem ecstatic. Did you and your mate perhaps share a kiss?" Xandrine teases the moment Leandre arrives at home. She sits on the couch, a bowl of strawberries in her hand. "Considering you left your little sister while she was still having her classes, I guess you were trying to have a good time with her after school?" "To be fair, I asked Dylan and Xavier to take you home, Sandy," Leandrereplies as he puts his backpack on the floor, plopping himself on the couch beside his sister. On the television screen airs one of the episodes of F.R.I.E.N.D.S., his sister's favorite TV show. Their house remains silent and empty when Dylan and Xavier aren't around. The current Alpha and Luna of the pack are at the packhouse, doing their duties and helping out the other members staying at the packhouse.Leandre doesn’t inherit the pack until he turns 21 years old but he is in training to be the pack Alpha by joining in the warriors during their duties. "How
Chris taps his index finger on the wooden desk, thinking of various ways to tell Nikki about her real identity. He is also waiting for Valerie to arrive in the office as well. They’ve decided that they would be the ones to unravel the truth to their youngest sibling. He shifts in his seat and pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration. The consequences of their actions will definitely be Nikki getting mixed emotions about the revelation—denial, surprise, and anger. ‘Or maybe Nikki will handle everything well and just accept everything we tell her.’ he thinks, knowing full well that it is a possible outcome, yet the former outweighs the latter for sure. “Today is the day,” he utters to himself silently. His head shoots up as he hears a creak on the door, Valerie’s head peeping through it. “You called for me, Alpha?” “Yes, Val. And call me Chris when I’m at home. I may be your Alpha but I’m still your brother.” She smiles and traipse
I cannot find it within me to accept their revelation. They can’t possibly be serious about this, can they? Hello? Werewolves? Those creatures only exist in the literature, myths, or those movies and television series they show to the people. Werewolves aren’t real. Even if there was an ounce of possibility that they exist, that must mean there are only a few of them living around us, right? I don’t want to believe them at all. This has to be a joke! “Nicole, please say something,” Chris pleads, still staring at me. “What’s there to say?” I question while staring at the carpeted floor. I just can’t believe it at all. What I’ve read about werewolves or seen about werewolves in the movies is that they’re monsters who kill people when it’s the night of the full moon. If it is true that I’m a werewolf, then does that mean that I myself will become a killer like the others, too? The two of them don’t reply. I stare at the two of them in dis