Third Person's Point of View
"Do you think Hera's been acting weird these days?" Dalton asked, looking at the newly-wedded woman sitting on the couch and scarfing down on some lettuce.
Not salad.
Lettuce.
Just plain lettuce.
River clicked his tongue. "Well, my sister has been weird since birth, but I do agree that she's weirder these days."
"Do you think it's because of Arlo? Has Hera finally lost her mind after marrying him? Maybe I should have warned her more about his weird mannerisms before their marriage," Devyn said.
Dalton nodded his head in agreement.
"Are you badmouthing me behind my back?" a voice suddenly interrupted.
The three men looked behind them and saw Arlo with his arms crossed, looking at them with raised eyebrows.
"You're weird. That's why your weirdness has rubbed off onto my sister," River blatantly said.
Arlo frowned.
"There
Third Person's Point of ViewThe Blood Shadow pack has never had a peaceful day after they discovered that both Ella and Hera are pregnant. Their husbands made it a pact to overdo each other in every aspect when taking care of their respective wives. From buying baby clothes to painting the nursery rooms and even down to the number of kicks that their babies have, the two men fought with pride.Even today, they were competing to see who could peel the most apples for their mates. Currently, they had a tower of sliced apples in front of them.Their wives, unbeknownst to the war happening in the kitchen, were happily conversing on the couch while watching a cartoon show."How far are you in the term right now?" Hera asked.Ella groaned. "I'm 42 weeks in right now. I'm already two weeks late to my delivery date, and by this time, I just want to give birth to this stubborn baby.""How about you?" she asked."
Third Person's Point of ViewRiver carried Hera while Devyn carried Ella out of the room. The two women groaned in pain as they were carried down the stairs.The moment they got down to the living room, they saw their two husbands hugging each other."Thank you for saving my life, Arlo. Although, I would have totally won the competition if you just let me be."Arlo harshly patted his uncle's back, causing him to cough out. "I should have just let you choke to death."Devyn cleared his throat, causing the two men to look at them. Their eyes widened in surprise, and they rushed over to where they were when they saw their wives being carried by Devyn and River."Wh—What happened? Did you get hurt?" Arlo asked Hera."Love, did something happen?" Dalton asked his wife.Hera wanted to respond, but she was in too much pain that she couldn't even utter one word.Thankfully, Ella, who has
Third Person’s Point of ViewThey thought that there would only be peaceful days from now on—as Dalton and Arlo would be more focused on their children that they wouldn’t even have any time to ensue chaos. However, there was still one problem that they had to solve—the baby names.The two couples, along with River, Devyn, Emery, and Kairo, were seated on the living room couch, conversing about the topic of baby names.“I thought you’ve already decided on something during your term,” Emery said.“Yeah,” Ella said. “But Dalton thought that our little bean was going to be a girl and named him Princess.”“Then maybe you can just call him Prince,” Emery suggested.“That’s what I said!” Dalton exclaimed.“I feel like it’s too typical. And we’re not a kingdom, we’re a pack,” she defended.
Third Person's Point of View"Dad, please. We haven't been on a date for like...ten months? Don't you think we deserve it?"Kairo merely glanced at his son before continuing to pack his back for the upcoming fishing trip that he was going to have with his friends."That's normal, son. When your mother and I had Laura, we didn't go on dates until she turned four.""That's a lie," Arlo retorted. "I clearly remember grandma Lily telling me that she'd often take care of Laura just so you and mom could go on dates."Kairo scratched the back of his head. "Well, can your date wait another month or so? I have fishing trips booked every weekend of the month."Arlo groaned. "We can't, dad! We'll be busy with Rivalee's and Belluci's joint birthday party by then! And you're going out fishing once again? Who are you even going with? Unce Dalton hasn't been fishing since Belluci's birth!""Well, it's his fault for having a baby so late. I'm g
Third Person’s Point of View It was another busy day in the Blood Shadow pack (what’s new), and everyone was running around, trying to do some last-minute touches before the commencement of Rivalee’s and Belluci’s first birthday party. In the midst of the bustling people, there stood two gentlemen on the stairway, observing a large portrait hung over the wall. “It’s up again, huh?” River asked. Dalton placed his hand under his chin. “Yes. How many times has it been? 12? 13 times since it has been replaced?” River nodded his head. “Yeah. I can’t believe Kairo always manages to hang it again after Arlo already destroyed each and every portrait.” “Well, that’s one thing about Kairo—he never gives up.” Ella, seeing the two idling idiots standing on the stairway, stomped over to where they were with crossed arms. “Stop looking at Kairo and Arlo’s ballet portrait and go to the front gate to greet the guests. They
ArloThe moonlight shone the brightest at eleven in the evening, the Blood Shadow pack being vivified by its brilliant luminance. Today was Sunday. It was different from the Sundays when the pack usually rested. Excitement flooded the hall as people started chatting about today’s main event. Today was the day— the day of my coronation.“Pleasant night to all of you!”The crowd erupted into cheers as my father’s voice encapsulated the entire venue. I peered from behind the curtain and felt my breath get caught in my throat when I saw that there were much more attendees than I was expecting. It seems like my parents had also called the other packs to join my coronation since the seats were jam-packed.“You can do this,” I whispered to myself. “You’re not the incoming Alpha of the strongest pack in the world for nothing.”Once I said those words to myself, I felt a surge of courage enter my v
Hera“Gross,” I said as I watched the two teenagers kiss on television. It was a reality show that my parents were religiously watching, and it revolved around the lives of teenagers traveling around the world to find their mate.Cy and Saran turned back to me with smiles on their faces. “Gross?” Saran chuckled. “You’re bound to do that someday, Hera. You’re already 17, so you’re going to find your mate very soon, and I’m sure that you’ll take back those words once you meet him.”I clicked my tongue and shook my head. “Never in a thousand years,” I said in a resolute voice.“Is Hera shitting on your favorite show again?” River, my brother, said while trudging down the stairs with two luggages in hand.“Language, River,” Saran exclaimed while turning off the TV.“Cut me some slack, mom. It’s my last day here, so forgive me?”
HeraIt has been a week since River moved out of the house, and things are going back to normal once again. At first, Cy and Saran called him on the phone thrice a day, but now they only contact him at night. Things have gotten pretty awkward in the house now that River wasn’t around, but it’s nothing grand. My adoptive parents and I have been in a distant relationship ever since I found out that they weren’t my real parents anyway.I was currently sweeping the floors in Cy’s office when I accidentally stumbled on his bookshelf. Some books fell out, and I clamored to pick them up on the floor. I carried the books in my arms and was about to place them back on the shelf. However, what I saw next made me freeze in my spot.A beam of light came from the spaces where the books usually were, and it seems like there was something beyond this room. Motivated by my curiosity, I peeked into the bare spaces and gasped in shock when I saw that there