Raelynn Walking through the streets of Oakville, I could not help but feel nostalgic, and it brought tears to my eyes. I can not believe I made it here, studying in my dream course at my dream school. I sniffed the crisp autumn air, a knot of nervous excitement twisting in my stomach. As I walked down the street, I came to a stop in front of my father's favorite restaurant, La Belle Vie bistro and bar. I wiped a stray tear from my eye and took a deep breath to steel myself. I eagerly stepped into the restaurant.I pushed open the door, stepping into a cozy embrace of savory aromas and friendly conversation.The bell above the door chimed, signaling my arrival. Heads turned, and several pairs of surprised eyes met mine. Most students present were werewolves, their stares a mix of curiosity and apprehension. My ears flattened instinctively, but then a warm voice cut through the silence."Well, hello there! Welcome to La Belle Vie bistro and bar?" A young vampire server about my age a

Raelynn With my head still spinning from the shock of the night before, I ran a weary hand through my hair.It still amazes me that last night, I almost slept with a stranger. With a sulky tone, my wolf Lynn interrupted, saying, "He is not a stranger, that is our mate." I rolled my eyes at her, "He is still a stranger, we do not even know his name.”I can not believe I acted like a dog in heat yesterday. That is so not like me; typically, I am the cool-headed kind. I never do anything rash; I suppose I can blame it on my wolf.Not wanting to be late for my first day of classes, I quickly changed into my favorite pair of skinny jeans and hoodie and got ready for school.As I walked from my dorm to class, the warm sun shone down on my face, relieving some of the mental turmoil I was experiencing.I stopped as soon as I stepped foot on school property; something about the entire arena made me feel nostalgic. I took a deep breath and made my way down Stonehart Academy's hallways to my lo

Alpha Lorenzo The door opened to reveal the last person I wanted to see at this point. I let out a frustrated groan, today was going to be a long day. I watched as she sauntered into the office swaying her hips seductively towards me. Two days ago this would definitely have worked but this just made me think about my mate, I wondered what she was doing currently. In an attempt to turn me on, Alexis swung her legs over mine and straddled me, her butt dangling precariously over my crotch. She ran a finger down my biceps. I have never felt more bored in my life. Her touch did absolutely nothing to me, my mind and body only responded to one woman and unfortunately, she’s not here. "Come on, Enzo, get rid of her; she is starting to irritate me," Max grumbled. Did I forget to mention that my wolf dislikes Alexis even more now than before? He despises her existence; if not for the blocker I use, he would have killed her during our intimate moments. The only reason I put up with her wa

Raelynn When I pushed the door, I noticed it hung slightly ajar, an anomaly considering my habit of double-checking the lock. I stepped into my room which was previously arranged and organized. Instead, the room resembled a battlefield. Clothes, ripped from drawers, lay scattered across the floor like fallen soldiers. Books were ripped from spines, their pages forming a confetti blizzard. Even my precious family photo, perched on its stand above my dresser that morning, lay face-down, the glass shattered around the frame. A strangled gasp escaped my lips. My gaze darted around the room, searching for any sign of an intruder. But the only presence besides mine was the eerie stillness, broken only by the mournful wail of the wind outside. A cold draft licked at my bare arms, sending goosebumps erupting on my skin. Panic bloomed in my chest, a suffocating tightness that made it hard to breathe. I noticed the picture frame of my family I hung on my dresser was lying broken on the

Raelynn  Alison yanked me back sharply as the slimy creature leapt out at me. I have never seen anything this hideous before.  It was a pulsating 3-foot-long worm-like creature in a sickly pink color that faded to an even more revolting translucent gray at the edges.Its bulbous body was segmented not with neat rings, but with uneven, lumpy folds that writhed and rippled as it slithered with unsettling, boneless grace. It approached me, trailing thick, foul-smelling green mucus. I watched in horror as it opened its massive mouth, revealing a retractable barbed proboscis ready to strike. The scream that had been stuck in my throat broke o