Serena’s POV.
He held my face, his touch firm yet gentle, and asked again, “Serena... are we mates?”
I shoved Richard away, my senses snapping back into focus
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” I chanted, frantically gathering my scattered clothes.
Richard’s voice cut through my panic.
“What happened? Did I say something wrong?”
But I ignored him, my hands shaking as I dressed. I turned to flee, but Richard’s voice stopped me.
“Serena!” he yelled, but I didn’t look back. I ran towards my truck, my heart racing.
I yanked open the door and leapt inside, but the engine refused to start. “Seriously? Now?” I hissed, frustration boiling over.
I tried again, my hands trembling with urgency. As I turned the key, Richard emerged from his apartment, clad only in his boxers.
“Serena!” he shouted, racing towards me.
But I didn’t wait. The engine roared to life,
I let out a shaky sigh of relief and I sped away, leaving Richard in a cloud of dust.
I pulled into my driveway, but instead of getting out, I sat in the truck, eyes closed, my head resting on the steering wheel.
I let out a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts.
How could I have let my emotions get the better of me? I had almost thrown myself at Richard, and he had nearly rejected me on the spot.
I should have known better. I should have considered that he might feel the mate bond too.
I opened my eyes, the darkness of the night staring back at me. I knew I had to be more careful.
I stepped out of the truck and trudged towards the house, the weight of my grief settling heavier with each step.
As I entered the house, memories of my mom bombarded me. Every room, every piece of furniture, every smell reminded me of her.
I bit my lip hard, fighting back tears.
Staying in this house would be torture, but I had nowhere else to go. And besides, I had given up on life.
I was ready to wait for the killer to come and finish me off. I had nothing left to lose.
But then, what of a child am I to my mum?
How could I let the killer take her life without fighting back? How could I face my mom’s memory without seeking justice?
I let out a scream, my voice echoing through the empty house. “Goddess, are you happy?!” I yelled, my fists clenched in frustration.
I collapsed onto the floor, my mind racing with thoughts of how to catch the killer. But every lead ended in a dead-end. I had no friends, no allies, no one to turn to.
My phone beeped, breaking the silence. I pulled it out, and my eyes widened as I saw a message on my F******k page.
I let out a hiss, about to shove the phone aside, when suddenly, an idea popped into my head.
I sat up, my heart racing with excitement. Maybe, just maybe, I could use social media to my advantage.
Maybe I could post about my situation and see if anyone came forward with information. It was a long shot, but it was worth a try.
I picked up my phone, my fingers hovering over the screen as I hesitated. I wanted to ask for help, but a bitter laugh caught in my throat. Who would help me? I was the outcast, the girl everyone avoided.
A weary sigh escaped my lips as I thought about my isolation. But then, a spark of determination flared within me.
I could create an anonymous account, a secret identity that would allow me to reach out for help without fear of rejection or ridicule.
With newfound resolve, I quickly opened a new account, my fingers flying across the keyboard as I created a pseudonym and profile.
Finally, I could speak out without fear of judgment, hopefully make new friends.
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I reluctantly dragged myself to school, still reeling from the events of the past few days.
I pulled on my black hoodie, the cap shading half my face as I sought anonymity.
All I wanted was to blend into the background and be left alone.
As I stepped into the classroom, a bucket of sand poured down on my head, and I jerked up, my eyes scanning the room.
The class erupted into laughter, but one person stood out - Richard. His expression was, as always, unreadable, his eyes fixed intently on me.
My gaze locked onto Penny, and I wasn’t surprised to see her smirking at me. She was the mastermind behind this humiliation.
I swallowed hard, my face burning with embarrassment, as I dusted off my cap. The sand stung my eyes, but it was nothing compared to the sting of Penny’s malice.
I slumped into my seat, my eyes drifting around the room until they landed on Ross.
He caught my gaze and, with a smirk, pulled his girlfriend into a sloppy kiss. I rolled my eyes, disgust washing over me. If only he knew how ridiculous he looked.
The teacher’s voice cut through the room, but I couldn’t focus. My mind kept wandering back to my social media page, and I couldn’t help but sneak a peek.
But, just like before, I was met with disappointment. Not a single friend request. Not a single message.
A pang of doubt crept in, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was the problem.
Was I really that unlikable? That unwanted? I felt a sting of tears, but I blinked them back, refusing to let my emotions get the better of me.
As the class finally drew to a close, I gathered my things and headed to the bathroom to use the restroom.
After finishing up, I stepped out of the bathroom stall. Just when I was about to climb the staircase, a hand suddenly grabbed me from behind and pinned me against the wall.
I was startled at first but felt my entire body shiver on seeing Richard before me, staring deep into my eyes.
Penny's POV.“Come baby,” I said, pulling Don closer and I kissed him."Is this why you called me?" he asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.I nodded, trying to appear vulnerable. "I was feeling funny, and I couldn't help myself," I said, hoping my words sounded sincere.He gazed at me with suspicion, but I quickly pulled him in, our lips meeting in a passionate kiss.I poured all my energy into the moment, making it seem like my life depended on it. And foolish Don fell for it.I closed the door, wrapping myself around him as we moved towards the bed.Don kissed me fiercely. He thrust his tongue into my mouth, he quickly picked me up while I wrapped my legs around his waist. He placed his hand on my butt, pressing it softly. I could feel his erected cock poking my stomach.I was running out of time, I needed to get the shit done fast.He began planting soft kisses on my neck and slowly moving to my breast and
Penny's POV.My eyes widened as I stared outside, noticing movement in the shadows. At first, I tried to ignore it, but the sounds grew louder, and my gaze snapped to Don, who was about to pull the trigger.A surge of adrenaline coursed through me as I realized that if I didn't act, I will also be dead. I pushed aside my desire for revenge against Serena.Gathering every last bit of strength, I stood up and tiptoed towards Don. He raised an eyebrow in surprise as I reached him, and I whispered urgently, "Let's run."Before he could react, I grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the window. We jumped through the window, and as we hit the ground, the sound of gunshots echoed through the air.We kept running, not daring to look back.I let out a sigh of relief when I saw my car. I quickly got in and drove off. My heart was racing, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of frustration and anger.Why had the moon goddess favored
Serena’s POV.I growled, baring my teeth as I shattered the chair with a swipe of my paw. My eyes locked onto Penny, and she let out a terrified squeak, dropping everything as she trembled.A wicked smirk spread across my face as I stalked towards her.Without warning, I lunged at her, but Penny was quick to react. She transformed into her own wolf. We began to encircle each other.I love her guts. I growled as I darted to the side. She wanted to attack me but avoided her attack, and countered with a swipe of my claws.Penny dodged just in time, her agility allowing her to weave between my attacks. She retaliated with a vicious bite, but I managed to evade it by a hair's breadth.We snarled and growled, our paws pounding the ground as we exchanged blows. The air was filled with the sound of snapping jaws and the scent of wet fur.I landed a solid hit, but Penny quickly recovered and she pinned me to the ground, but I managed to
Serena's POV.Suddenly, a car approached, and I instinctively raised my hands to flag it down. "Stop!" I shouted.But Ross's voice came through the phone, "That's not me."It was too late; the car had already stopped in front of me. Our eyes met, and my heart sank as I realized it was Penny behind the wheel.I slowly dropped my hands, trying to hide the phone, and she asked, "You need a lift?"I shook my head immediately. I knew I'd rather die at the hands of a stranger than accept a ride from Penny. She was no different from my enemies and she would gladly have me over to my enemies.I took a step back, forcing a smile. "Thank you," I said, trying to brush her off. She chuckled, but I ignored her, turning to walk away.That's when I felt a sharp pain in my legs, forcing me to fall on the ground. I turned around to see Penny holding a large piece of stick."Wh...what are you doing?" I cried out.A mischievous smile sprea
Ross's POV."That's not me," I said, but Penny didn't respond. I called out, "Serena!" but there was still no answer.I sped up, arriving at the old water tower. I looked around but didn't see anyone. I parked my car and got out, yelling "Serena!" again.But the area was empty, and I was met with silence.I walked around, hoping to spot Serena or the car, but there was no one in sight. Then, I thought I heard a faint cry for help, but when I turned around, I saw no one."Serena!" I called out again, but there was only silence. As I took a step forward, a sharp pain hit me. I looked down and saw an earring on the ground.It was one of the earrings Serena had worn on our date. My heart sank. "Fuck, it means she's here," I muttered, adrenaline surging through my veins."Bastard, I know you're here! Come out and leave her alone!" I yelled, but there was no response.I stood with my hands on my hips, eyes scanning the area frantical
Serena's POVThat's when the driver removed his hoodie, and my blood ran cold. I let out a loud scream as Ross's voice came through the phone, concerned, "Serena, what's going on?”I stared at the dustbin collector, my voice shaking."Wh...what do you want?"He responded with an unnerving calmness, "It doesn't matter what I want. I only have one job to do, and that's what I'm doing."Through the phone, Ross's concerned voice cut through the tension, "Serena, are you okay?"But I was beyond responding. My hands trembled as I discreetly reached for my pepper spray in my bag.With a surge of adrenaline, I managed to pull it out and sprayed it directly at his face.He let out a pained growl. The car swerved, and I struggled to hold onto the steering wheel.As the vehicle went out of control, it eventually crashed into a tree. Dizziness washed over me, but I summoned every last bit of strength and sprayed the pepper spr