Killian's POVStanding in the hallway of Stephen's apartment complex contemplating on the right first words to say to him was something I couldn't blame on the little alcohol I had consumed in one hour. It was a stipulation of the many thought scenarios I have had on what I would miss out on if I didn't fix the damage I made. It has been at least thirty minutes since I arrived at his apartment building and lurked in his hallway but never had the full courage to knock on his door.“Hello…” “Hello…”I was forced to greet the old lady who had gone back and forth between the elevator and her room twice in search of something she definitely hadn't found. I knew she was getting weary of me from the way she kept staring at my hands as if she was expecting me to pop up with some kind of gun and rob her of her little penny purse.She stopped someplace down the hall and turned around.“Excuse me, young sir, but are you looking for someone or do you just enjoy awkwardly standing around people's
Stephen's POV “You got to be fucking kidding me…” Killian was walking out of my next-door neighbor's apartment. The apartment belonged to a weird old lady everyone knew not to mess with. There were always rumors that circulated around where everyone thought she was a witch hiding in plain sight but no one, who lived in this apartment complex could do anything about it.There were few high rising apartment complexes that allowed the coexistence of werewolves and humans in the same building due to security risks. According to the law, we had to live on the outskirts and that was where this building was located. So it was first a surprise to see Killian all the way here after he had complained about how long the journey was to the outskirts the last time he was here. According to him, this journey was so long that he accidentally got sober and drank himself into a stupor during the same journey. It could have been a far-cry exaggeration for all I cared. But for now, I accepted him into
Katie's POV It was one of those days—which was almost every—that I didn't really want to face school. Usually, I have to mentally prepare myself to face it all. The bully, obvious side talks that are usually loud enough for me to hear, and the taunting on some intense days. I was ready for them all but today, I was far from ready. I was drained from the whole escapade with Joanna and Donald, and I knew it wasn't going to end there. Whenever they don't immediately lash out at me for the opposition, they always had something planned that was way worse than my move.I was already ten minutes past my usual time of getting up. I could hear the bells ringing out and calling for me to get up before no bone in my body corresponded. I ended up just laying there until I heard some steps aiming down my hallway before throwing myself out of bed and into the shower. In the same spot, I brushed my teeth and washed my hair. I picked my most comfortable and most worn sweatshirt, a beanie, and headed
Katie's POV I stood up and stormed out of her office. “Katie!!” “Katie!!!”I ended up stopping halfway through the hallway before turning around. Thankfully it was empty by this time and everyone had found their way to their classes including the ones who were late, except for me of course because everyone always had a problem with me or the other.I gave her an expectant look, waiting for what more she had to say other than more punishment for rudely walking out on her, though she deserved it a hundred percent and I would do it again just to make a statement.“Please see the school counselor and I want to see a checked slip, twice a week, every week until the end of the term.” Fuck, if only glares could kill, her head would be hanging from the ceiling with stab wounds all over her body.I gave her a thumbs up, the best I could afford because one more shit from her could have easily turned it into a middle finger. I got into class without any excuse from the teacher or apology and
Katie's POVI have never been so happy at someone's arrival like I was right now as Prof Evan opened the door. I grabbed my backpack off the desk and ran to the door and into his arms. He held me with a hand while looking above my head at The art teacher.“I was looking for you.” He said to me,“I had detention and—” The rest of the words just logged there in my throat. I didn't know exactly how I could word them without it being used against me.“I am just glad you are here.” I let him go soon as I realized it was also another compromising position. I cleared my throat and it broke their silent stare off.“I will take it from here.” Evan told him and closed the door behind him. “Did he touch you?” Evan asked in a grave deep voice that sounded a lot like a death threat. I shook my head, biting down on my bottom lips so the tears pricking my eyes wouldn't fall and prove otherwise.“No. He didn't but he got so close I actually thought—'' He held my shoulder in a strong grasp. “Shush…not
Katie's POV “I know a hospital…and a person who owes me.” And by a person, I meant Esther. She was the one who was supposed to perform the autopsy on my mother's wolf to find out what happened to it but hasn't been around and has been avoiding my calls. What I knew for sure was she worked the night shifts and sometimes the morning. Aside from that, she was my mother's old friend from when they were both in healing school clamoring for the number one spot before my mother's scandal became an issue.“Well???” Roman and Shedrack exclaimed at the same time, bringing me back to the present.“Well, she is a great healer, one of the best this pack has. And Jessica is rich, right? I think with the right money and influence—” I looked to Shedrack, and he shrugged it off, nodding. “We could get her to do something or at least show us someone who could get rid of it safely. It is the only other idea I can come up with.”At the moment, Jessica will come from the top part of the hill that looks
Katie's POV“And Katie?”“Yeah??”“Come with the witch, we would need him.”The line goes dead. I'm clutching my phone in my right hand. The view of the pack, though beautiful, doesn't register in my head as it played his last instruction like a broken record.‘Come with the witch, we would need him..’Did I really need to tell him? I turned on my phone. At least he was right about one thing, it was already damn late. Some more minutes and It would be 10 PM. That is already late enough for the Whitlock household, plus it would seem weird that both of them would be coming in at the same time. I shook my head, the cold air slapping both sides of my face with a kind of vigor I didn't like, it was definitely a sign that I had been standing out here for a longer time than necessary.I walked back to the Jeep parking point which you could easily call our cluster point. Everyone was positioned just around the Jeep with Judy Ryan seated on the bonnet, he jumped down and walked towards me.“He
Katie's POV I did well to avoid Jessica in school as she did to me. Now that I knew what she was going through at the moment, I saw differently. From the way she sat down in class to how she spaced out with her locker door ajar and stuck in her left hand. She spaced out a lot for someone who used to be so intentional with everything she did. It made me wonder if my time of trouble made me look any different to someone else. No matter how bad I felt for her, I refused to sympathize with her or catch the flu that every empath caught. I knew how it would end for one and I didn't like it. We got through the history of creatures of the dark without a hassle. There was no one to banter with in class since Jessica was out of it. Leslie on the other hand, I noticed had been observing my every move. She didn't physically confront me like she usually did, and when she came close to an altercation, she sounded more dismissive than insulting. It made me wonder if Jessica had spoken to her abo