Her steely gray eyes made contact with mine.She looked shocked for a nanosecond but she recovered from it so quickly I almost thought I had imagined it."Adrianne dear." She tried to look weary. Tried. "You have to help me, something got me and has me locked up-""Cut the crap."And she immediately shut her mouth.Good."What do you want from me? No really, what do you want from me?""Hm, skipped right past the pleasantries, diving right in."I stayed silent, watching her.Studying all her minute movements with great precaution.She was here, but not fully. That I knew. But you wouldn't be able to tell from her mere physical appearance. By all standards she looked present, fully present and living. I noticed how her chest rose and fell gently, steadily with every breath she took. I noticed her throat move gently as she swallowed.I noticed her her pupils dilate and constrict as she occasionally glanced around the room, her eyes adjusting to the light.I noticed that little vein at
"Everyone was supposed to die that day. We were not taking any survivors. We fueled his rage and need for vengeance and then had him attack your pack. Although," She frowned, "he initially resolved to only sedating everyone while he went in search of the Alpha. We needed them dead not drugged, but that was only a minor hitch. We lit a fire," she snapped her fingers, a flame igniting on the the tip of her thumb, "and unconscious people cannot escape fires." She ended looking far too smug for my liking. "We needed you all gone, and yet somehow here you are. You survived. He let you go. He was obedient in all things except for when it came to you." She gave me a once over like she couldn't fathom why anyone would have deemed me worthy of living at the time. Apparently now I'm her prize. Stupid bitch."At the time, we were upset, but now I realize, he couldn't have made a better decision for us. It all worked out perfectly, because as it stands now you are very important to us, and we
I was at Evelyn's place now. Seated in the same chair I was when she told me that people were after me. Same chair I sat in when I was freaking out and scared.Same chair I'm now sitting in with determination and fierce resolve. "So, is it something you can do?" I asked her. This was probably the most important aspect of my plan, our plan. If this failed we wouldn't even have a plan.She pressed her lips together in a thin line, contemplating.I was getting more and more anxious by the second."Look, it's not the 'doing' it that's the problem. It is being able to sustain it that I worry about."I swallowed. "Of course, it's going to require a lot of energy and can put you at risk. I should have thought about that."She shook her head. "It's not exactly myself I am worried about. If I can't sustain the spell," she rose her brow, "Then the plan would most likely fail, and then everyone would be in danger." Of course, that too.I sighed. But there was no other way around this. We
We made plans. We had strategies. But we also had to be careful.They might be watching us, we have to make sure they don't figure out what we're up to. This is part of the reason why we haven't disclosed the actual issue and plan of events to many people. We also didn't want to create panic in the pack. I had been training more and more these past few weeks, but with everything going on now, I kicked my training up even further to the last gear. Damon going all out. These days during our tackle training, I feel like he's genuinely trying to kill me, which makes my survival instinct kick in and I'm able to fight back just as viciously. Damon has been training all his life and he's stronger than I am, but I believe I'm beginning to hold my own. Hunting is also taking a different turn.I usually don't like eating much of the kill anytime we go out for hunts, but now, I did. I ate a lot. A whole lot, and then some. I caught larger game. I ate them all. I needed to bulk up and fue
***A few minutes had gone by and we were still deep in conversation, regarding the sisters, what was happening, well the main gist of it and how we had to move forward.Even though I completely engrossed in the conversation I caught his footsteps before he even stepped on the lawn.I glanced over at Aliyah who had her eyes trained on Evelyn as she spoke of healer capabilities when they are in full bloom.I could sense him approaching. He was now outside the door. And by the way he lingered there for a whole five minutes I'm sure he knew who was in here. He was here to go over some things with Damon, something I would have to sit in on as well at some point.When I had planned this earlier I didn't think that it would take so long. I didn't even consider them running into each other. Is it going to be awkward or is it actually a good thing? To clear the air maybe?He finally stepped in, Sam, the head guard, in tow. They walked up to us and then greeted me."Alpha." They both said a
Fight day.It was today.A week later has felt like a year.But it's finally here. I lay awake in bed staring at the ceiling.I didn't want to sleep, but Damon insisted, he said I need rest to be at my best today.So I'm here at 2am trying to rest since sleep has inadvertently evaded me, while Damon paces all over the house, doing goodness knows what.He's restless, I know.We all are. Even though we don't actually leave until 4pm, it's been impossible to relax. I haven't slept for almost two days now, but sleep was so far from me.I was going to take the lead. Locate the 'sanctuary' as they call it, by myself, and then have Damon and the rest follow my trail a little while later. How was I feeling right now? Scared?No.Anxious? Yes. I want to get it over with.Angry? Well, let's just say that whatever we have planned for them, they've got it coming.I spoke to Sorayah on the phone yesterday, she's already trying to make it back but I'm not sure what time she'll get here.It's
Thank you all for reading. *****I was standing in a corner of a very beautiful house, shaking. I was scared, absolutely terrified, but I didn't know of what's ahead. I saw a couple, probably in their thirties, back up into the other corner of the room I was standing in. The man was badly injured, the woman less so, both bleeding, a look of sheer terror on their faces. A very nasty loud and vicious growl was heard from behind. This caused the woman to weep even more and the man, who could barely even stand up tried to shield her with his last strength. I hid myself further behind the curtains that were shielding me. Tears were streaming down my cheeks and I couldn't stop the scream that erupted from me as a large creature pounced on them ripping them to shreds in a matter of seconds. When the beast was done, it started to walk away, its head completely doused in blood. Then it abruptly came to a halt a couple of metres away from the bloody scene and sniffed the air. It slowly tur
I got home from school that day in a bad mood. I was late to school because I accidentally broke my alarm clock the day before, I got detention, my history teacher gave me a whole crap load of homework and my bike broke down on my way home so I had to walk the rest of the journey, in the rain. What a great birthday. So I got home in a bad mood, obviously, but it turned around when I saw the surprise birthday party for me. It wasn't really a party, but there was food, drinks, a cake,my parents and my five year old sister who was busy ogling my cake. That was good enough for me. It really made me happy, and I even got a car for my birthday since I was now qualified to get a license. We had a lot of fun that night and when I went to sleep my parents and my little sister, Gabriella, came and gave me kisses on my forehead. We love you sweetie, happy birthday' My mother had said before they exited my room. I fell asleep feeling content with myself, not knowing how little those words