All Chapters of Winter: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Correct.” I sighed. “I have my own homework to do. If you did yours, then maybe you wouldn’t be failing.”With how she carried herself, you would think that Rebecca was the oldest. She was a bully and the true delinquent in the family. However, she was three months younger than I was. Three months younger with my mother’s younger sister. When the news broke, the scandal nearly tore two packs apart.Our pack, Dawn Claw, was neighbors with another pack. Usually packs didn’t stay too close to one other but there was the huge river between us. It was nearly a lake in certain places but the river was the territorial barrier. On the other side was the Moon Shadow pack. A lot of times, our packs were interwoven and wolves would find mates from either side of the river.Mother and Hannah had been from Dawn Claw, their father being the Gamma of the pack. Dad had been the second youngest son of Moon Shadow’s Beta. My mother and Dad were fated mates. So, since the position of Beta was already f

Mrs. Cross’ desk had a ton of flowers and gifts on it. I smiled and pulled out a small little box from my backpack. Krista lugged in a box of diapers and slammed it down on her chair. Our last class of the day was Latin. Luckily, it wasn’t a block and it really wasn’t going to be a regular day either.When our teacher stepped into the class from the bathroom, her eyes were all puffy. Today was going to be her last day. Mrs. Cross said that it was just going to be for a little while and she would be back teaching but most of us knew better.“Mrs. Cross, where do we put gifts?” Lauren had a gift on her table as well.“Oh my, you guys, you didn’t have to. Really!”Krista snorted. “Too bad! Where do you want them?”The class laughed, except for Rebecca and her cronies in the corner of the classroom. Of course they didn’t bring anything but then you’d actually have to show up to class to get to know a teacher. Mrs. Cross had actually moved up with us over the years. She decided to finally

My eyes fluttered open and I shivered. It was cold. Not freezing cold but way too cold to be wearing just a shirt. Slowly, I pushed myself off the floor of the shed. Everything protested the movement. All my muscles were locked up and I felt sore everywhere. It was still dark outside and I couldn’t hear anything but the wind whistling through the trees.Pushing on the door, it was still locked. It was probably too early for the door to be opened or my dad intended on leaving me in here all day. Not that it would be a first but I really didn’t want to miss an entire day of school.Grabbing one of the thing sheets of metal that had been used to patch the roof of the shed, I stuck it right under the lock. It wasn’t a key lock but a latch was moved to lock it in place. With some effort and enough finagling, I managed to hit it so it swung up and around. The door opened and the cold wind sent goosebumps rushing over my body.They did say the storm w

*** Caspian’s POV *** The marker squeaked against the board a little louder than I meant it to. I frowned, looking at the words I was writing. Was I seriously just called a bleeding heart by a teenager? Part of me wanted to take it as an insult, which it seemed like in this case, it was meant to be. Being called a bleeding heart was definitely a first for me.Taking a deep breath, I put the marker down and turned around to the class with a smile plastered on my face. “Good Afternoon! I am Mr. Penn and I will be Mrs. Cross’ replacement for Latin.” Walking around the desk, I leaned against it. “A little about me if that I have a Masters degree in Linguistics and I’m currently working on my PHD. So you could say I’m a bit of a nerd for languages.”As with every class, the majority of the girls laughed while the rest just rolled their eyes. Crossing my arms over my chest, this was my only Latin 3 class. The other two were Latin 1. Which meant that their teacher before me was with them thr

“Em, we’ve talked. On the phone, through texts, it’s not like you haven’t talked to me all this time.”She frowned. “Cas, that doesn’t count. Those are just words. I want to really know how you are. You okay coming back? Is the apartment okay?” Reaching out, she rubbed my arm. “Are you taking care of yourself? Are you sleeping well? You might have grown into a towering monster but you’re thin too.”This is who Ember really was. Something that kicked in the moment we found out my parents were dead. She was a nurturer. A mother at heart. I couldn’t understand why, after all these years, they hadn’t had pups but Ember stepped up into the mother role for me even though she was only eighteen. At the time, I was nine and rebelled against her something fierce but she never gave up. Not even after I left the pack.“I’m okay. Really. I am really happy where I am. I’ve