TREVOR{Tuesday, 4 days after the blood moon}I woke up hours before my alarm clock started ringing because Tiffany’s face kept appearing whenever I closed my eyes. I thought about the blood moon and everything that happened before and after it, but I could never justify Tiffany’s death. She didn’t deserve it. Yes, I knew it wasn’t Abby’s intention, nor was it her fault. But whenever something bad happens, someone has to take the blame, and Abby was the most reasonable person to blame at the time. She was the reason we were at Westview in the first place, she was the one Tiffany wanted to save, and she was the one who put the sword through Tiffany’s stomach that killed her. I knew I was being too hard on Abby with the way I spoke to her, but I couldn’t get over the fact that Tiffany was dead. And carrying her lifeless body out of Jericho’s base was the worst moment of my life. Even though I knew Abby must’ve felt horrible about her death, I didn’t have anyone else to pour out m

ABBY{Tuesday, 4 days after the blood moon}How it felt to become a wolf was still surreal to me and hard to explain.Bones shifting and restructuring, muscles tearing and expanding, joins readjusting and thickening. My nails turned into claws, teeth became fangs, fur appeared on my skin, and my hunger for meat heightened. How do I explain that I felt like a stranger in my body? Being a werewolf made me feel like I was harboring a wolf inside me that sometimes controlled my actions. But when I turned into a wolf, it felt like I was the one in the wolf's body struggling to control it.Xavier wasn’t fazed as I pinned him to the ground, and the smug look on his face made it clear that he was expecting me to react the way I did. “Well done, Abby,” he grinned as I stepped back. “You’ve successfully connected with your inner wolf. Even without a full moon.”I stared at my arm as the fur shrunk until I could see my skin again, and the claws retracted. I felt my bones readjust as I stood,

ABBY{Wednesday, 5 days after the blood moon}I was terrified by the dark thing that slept in me as I struggled to wake up. I saw myself running in the woods from a wolf with green eyes like mine, but I couldn't get far before it caught up with me. I was scared when the wolf turned human and approached me because I was standing face-to-face with myself. Other werewolves were one with their wolf, but the wolf in me had a mind of its own. The last thing I saw before walking up was Xavier, covered in blood on the ground and begging me to stop.When I opened my eyes, I saw Omari sitting on my bed with a strange bottle and glass of water. “Good morning, Abby,” he grinned as he gave me the glass. “How do you feel?I finished the water in a single gulp and tried to get up, but a sharp pain in my head stopped me. “What happened?” I asked as I lay back on the bed. “I don't remember falling asleep.”“Do you remember almost killing my son?” he asked. Not accusingly, nor did he sound angered. H

BLAKE{Wednesday, 5 days after the blood moon}The only thing worse than losing a loved one is losing another, knowing you could've prevented it. I wish I could’ve done more for Kelvin before he died, but even in his last moments, I was busy carrying Abby and caring so much about her well-being instead of him. We fought each other a lot in this lifetime. Him joining the shadow clan, and me, remaining in the pack. But watching him die was difficult, knowing it wasn't one of Molly's illusions. When I accepted Kelvin’s death, I knew that the only family I had left was my dad. So I had to get him back, no matter what.As I drove down to the Lockwood signpost to wait for Molly, I knew I wanted nothing more than to leave Lockwood behind and everything in it. My feelings for Abby aside, I had nothing else to do in that town. And loving her wouldn't compensate for how miserable I felt. Molly and I had already agreed that the only thing we had to do in Lockwood was to find my dad and ave

BLAKE{Wednesday, 5 days after the blood moon}I glanced at all the rooms in the base through the monitors, and I was amazed at how lightly guarded they were, as opposed to how it was before the blood moon. My dad, unconscious, was in one room, Ashley and Peter in another. The Chesterfields were in the hallway, arguing about something, and... My eyes widened as I saw Henry Luther and his wife in another room with Venturi tubes on their faces. “Yes,” Mr. Gordon grinned, noticing the shock on my face. “It's going to be a big family reunion tomorrow,” he said. “Abby and her parents, you, and your dad. Everyone would be happy in the end. Don’t you think?”What did I think? Well, he didn’t know what was coming. “I’ll bring them tomorrow,” I muttered. “And my dad better be in good shape.”“Not you won’t,” he grinned. “You see, I don’t trust you, Blake. Stay in your house, and I’ll send your dad to you once I see Abby and Trevor. If I don’t see them in my base tomorrow, and I have to find