Semua Bab The Prophecy Fulfilled: Bab 1 - Bab 10

People aren't complicated. They are uncomfortable with the unknown and change, which is why werewolves were hunted and killed off even before the witch trials. The Middle Ages was truly a dark time for supernatural beings.  Because of this werewolves, and other supernatural creatures, needed to go into hiding from hunters and the human population.  Werewolves felt so alone and disconnected with their kind that they turned to the Moon Goddess, Selene, for help.  Selene, the daughter of Titans, came to their aid. The Moon is Selene, and she is the moon. They are one in the same. The symbol for the triple goddess, two cresent moons on the end of a full moon, is one of the only symbols of change that is loved. Change gets a negative repuation. Change can be scary. The unknown is scary. But Selene embraces change as she goes though each new phase of her being. Using the cover of complete darkness, under Selene's new moon, she came to her children in

Henry seemed to zone out on me and pulled his hand away like I had zapped him. He nodded his head and asked if I wanted to join him and Max for acai bowls in town. "But, school. It's the middle of the day." We weren't allowed to just leave. My old high school allowed seniors to grab lunch off campus or leave early if they had study hall last period but this high school was pretty strict about attendence.  "Not to worry, Max has it covered." He smiled and took my backpack, throwing it over his shoulder like my textbooks weighed nothing.  "Uh, how?" Who can be in two places at once? Someone is going to notice if we go missing. "Don't worry about it." Henry just shut me down. For a nice guy who is laid back, he seemed awfully agitated by my questions all of the sudden. My completely, understandable, and logical questions. Were they going to murder me? My life is worth more than an acai bowl, which costs $12 before adding anything into it. Natur

I was running away from someone or something. Again. My bones ached as I pushed my body to the limit. Cryinig out in pain I hit the ground - running. Only this time on all fours. My body shot forward faster than it ever had. My senses were hightened, making it easier to dodge trees and brush in my way. I could do this. I could out run it. But I felt Max pulling me to the other side of the forest. The forbidden part. The closer I got, the more I noticed Max's scent. Like a real wolf, I could track him. I felt a need to be there. His warm scent surrounded me. I got to the end of the tree line and stopped. There was a little girl and little boy sitting looking up at the moon. The moon looked close enough to touch. "Why us?" the children asked keeping their eyes forward and up, talking directly to the moon. "Because it's your destiny." A haunting female voice said. It was like the voice had surrounded me. "Why'd they have to go?" the children said in unison once again. They sou

"But I'm not a werewolf. I can't be... we can't be..." I feel the urge to run but deep down I know that my fight or flight instincts are going to get me nowhere with Max. He's a werewolf.  As if he can read my thoughts he tights his grip on my hand and my chin. Pushing my chin up I close my eyes anticipating a kiss. A kiss I shouldn't want. I don't want. I shouldn't want. "Don't run." Max whispers into my ear. I hear him breathe me in and sniff me.  "Did you just smell me, wolf boy?!" His eyes were black with those golden flecks swirling around. They were mesmorizing. When he loosened his grip on my chin I jumped back. "I'm not running." My hands are up as I walked slowly backwards towards his car. "But, come on, Max, that was like...weird. Boarderline creepy. Are you going to sniff my butt next?" This time I knew I heard him growl. I can feel myself back into his car. I said I wasn't going to run and I meant it, so I put my hands do

I skulked to the door, opening it without having to use my key. There were two women, one older and one younger. The older woman was sitting with Ginny, laughing. The younger one was cooking something that smelled delicious. Maybe it's our dinner? My stomach growled. "You have fresh linens on your bed and I cleaned up some of your crap lying around." She didn't even look up from the pan she was stirring. She was like an A****n warrior: tall, gorgeous, and intimidating. "Wash up. I'll serve dinner once your mom is home." "My mom works late on Tuesdays." I waited for her to introduce herself. I stepped forward and she snipped at me "What do you want, Tara." "A name would be nice." Wow, that came out with more attitude than I was trying to give. I'm not a harsh toned person. "And thank you, whoever you are, for everything." "Names Naomi." No explanation of how she came to be here or a last name, just Naomi.  "Okay. Thanks again, Naom