All Chapters of The She Wolf's Heart: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

It was a new day after the hunting that killed Annalise. Anya blames herself for having allowed Annalise to engage in a discussion with her. May be if she hadn't encouraged her, she wouldn't have been a victim. That single thought made her remember Emma. "Everything I touch I destroy," she said to herself. Her heart breaking apart as she lay on her couch, tears streaming down her face. “I had encouraged Emma to follow me for a hunt in the forests and she didn't come back. Now Annalise is gone because she wanted to talk with me.” As she lay there sobbing profusely, she didn't hear her phone ringing in her bedroom even though the rest of the house was silent. Maya had called her several times, but she didn't pick. She began calling her immediately Mr. Surajo instructed her to merge her class with that of Anya, because Anya won't be in school that day as she was sick. It was unlike Anya to take permission without telling her. Something was up and she needed to get to the root of it.

At home, Anya had waited for quite some time and decided that Maya should give up on the coffee and come around. "You could let the coffee be and come around let's get started on the twenty rounds. Let's see how far we can go before it is night fall" she finished typing and hit the send button, but the message bounced back. She tried to call her via video call, but the button wasn't easy to tap on. That was when it dawned on her. She had been blocked. Anya laughed. She felt Maya was planning her. She decided to give her an audio call, but her call bounced back. She stood up from her bed and decided to get to her house. Rushing to her wardrobe, she found a pair of Denim and a t-shirt. She hurriedly threw them on and sprinted downstairs. She didn't know what to think. She didn't know if something was wrong with Maya or was she playing. Jamming her door behind her, she ran out of her porch to the main road where she flagged down a taxi. Getting to her place, Anya saw a gigantic blu

It was a warm evening, the sun was racing to its resting place, so was most animals. Anya was lying in an open field at her aunt’s place at Mongroove. Emma was lying next to her, but the other way round, legs in opposite direction, their faces facing each other, eyes closed. Silence surrounding them except for the breeze blowing the grasses surrounding trees. Far voices throwing instruction. Children playing, birds chirping away. "We could remain here like this for ever." Emma said. Anya's eyelid fluttered open and fell on the perfect pearls in front of her. "We could," she whispered as if scared of breaking the spell that Emma's presence has blessed them with. "But we can't. You can't" Emma said, her tender gaze holding her lover's. "You need to accept who you are, your power and your strength are part of you. You are born this way and you are supposed to unite people, not divide them. The task ahead of you won't be an easy one, but you must confront it and face it head on." She

Anya transformed back to her human form and ran to her porch to see if she could convince Maya who had just ended things not to do so. Her porch was quiet and empty. The rest of the environment was quiet too, no singing of birds not a sign of them on the trees in front of Anya's house. The breeze too had ceased. It's as if nature itself knew that something bad had happened. Standing there confused, she glanced at her door and it reminded her of the evening they kissed for the first time and she felt her heart breaking into tiny unfixable pieces. She placed a hand on her left breast as if it would cushion the effect of what had happened as tears made their way down her face in free reign. The weight of the heartbreak weakened her knees and she landed like a sack of cloth on the floor as lost control of her voice. She sobbed loud for all the lost she has ever been as a human: her parents, Emma, Annalise, now Maya. Being a werewolf has taken more from her than what she had gained.

"I… Maya…" that was all he could say.Anya stood there, her expression a mixture of confusion and concern.Caleb dropped the piece of snack he was about to munch on and stared in horror at the sheer amount of blood staining Vincent's shirt. "Whose blood is that?" Anya finally managed to ask, her voice trembling.Vincent looked up at them, tears glistening in his eyes, and uttered the name that sent shockwaves through the air, "Maya."Anya felt her knees go weak, and she sank back into her seat to avoid collapsing."Maya…" she whispered, her voice barely audible, her hand clutching her chest as if trying to hold her heart together.As her eyes remained closed, a whirlwind of emotions swirled within her. She was lost, drowning in a sea of disbelief and sorrow. But just as a coherent thought began to form, Caleb beat her to it. By the time Anya opened her eyes, she was met with the sight of Caleb lifting Vincent off the ground, a mixture of anger and concern etched across his face. Vinc