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Willow’s POVI sat across from Mia at our usual lunch table. The cafeteria food was not bad but my mind was elsewhere. I should’ve been thinking of the Tecans or last night but all I could think of was Julian and Mia. I could not hold it in anymore, I had to ask. "What happened with Julian?" I asked in a low voice "Last night he told me that he turned you down"Mia picked up a fry and shrugged as she munched it down. "Maybe he realized he was wrong" she said with a bright smile.I frowned. Something was definitely wrong. Last night the way Julian spoke to me. He was relieved to turn Mia down. It wasn’t a mistake. He had specifically told me he liked someone else, but I could not bring myself to say that to her face."Something just seems off, Mia” Her smile dropped instantly. She let out an annoyed huff. "Can't you just be happy for me?" she snapped. "All this negativity is really toxic"I pulled back, vividly stung by her words."Im sorry" I apologized quickly.Before I could s

Willow’s POV“Some people are just naturally nice” I gave Lucas a pointed look. “Not everyone has an agenda”He shrugged my words off“I didn’t ask you here so we could argue about Julian”“Why did you ask me here?” I swallowed hard and met his eyes.Part of me wondered if this was the moment. Was he going to take back his rejection? In this library, surrounded by beautiful books and the quiet, historical atmosphere, it would be the perfect setting.“The monster that attacked us. There’s a book on it here” Lucas said.Oh. I facepalmed myself. Why did I think we would be here for anything else? “Maybe there’s a book that explains your powers too” he added “I don’t have powers” I argued. “It was just a spur of the moment”“You had a vision before and now this. Willow, isn’t it clear that there is something different about you?”I let out a heavy sigh. Maybe being different was appealing to some people, but not to me. I had lived most of my life without a wolf, and being an outsider

Willow’s POV “So….” I leaned towards Julian with an interested smile. It was sad that he and Mia couldn’t work but that didn’t mean I couldn’t interested in his love life “Who is the lucky lady?” Julian shrugged. The weariness from earlier had totally worn out and now he looked better. I hoped Mia would feel the same too “You’ll know when the time is right” “But do I know her?” He shook his head “I’m not sure you two have met” “Is she from your college?” “No. I met her somewhere else” he said after a minute of silence I leaned closer to him “Are you seriously not going to tell me who she is?” His lips broke into a laugh and he pushed me away gently “Haven’t you heard of personal space?” I pushed his hand away as a soft laugh left my lips “Just show me a picture” “No. Didn’t you say you had to be in the library. Do you even know where that is?” he dusted off his cargo shorts as he stood up “No. I don’t but I know you’re going to show me” “Fine. Let’s go” I foll

Willow’s POVI hurried into my bathroom and rummaged through the bottom cabinet until I found the small white first aid kit that I had seen there before. When I came back out, Lucas was still standing near the window, his hand pressed tightly against his bleeding side.“Please sit” I told him, keeping my voice as calm as possible.He nodded and walked over slowly. He lowered himself onto the edge of my mattress, and the bed dipped heavily under his weight. I pulled up a small chair and sat right in front of him. I opened the kit and pulled out a bottle of antiseptic and a stack of clean cotton pads.“This is going to sting a little” I warned him. He didn’t say anything, he just nodded. His eyes watched my hands. I poured the clear liquid onto the cotton and carefully pressed it against the deep, dark gash on his abdomen.He flinched immediately and grabbed my wrist, pulling it from his body. I stopped and met his eyes.I did my best to ignore the way his hand on mine made Skylar f

Willow’s POVMy hands were still shaking as I looked down at my palms. I could still feel the strange heat buzzing under my skin. I looked back at Lucas, my heart hammered against my ribs. Whatever that was, it was beautiful and scary. “I don’t know” I whispered,“It just came out of me”He stared at me, his chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath. The shock was clear in his dark eyes, but he didn't look afraid of me.“Well, whatever it was” he coughed slightly, leaning against the dirt. “You just saved my life”I froze for a second. The way he said it. The way he looked at me. It felt natural. Like we were made to protect each other. Was this what the Luna meant when she said I had a role to play? “What was that thing?” I asked as I looked back at its disintegrated form. “I’ll explain later” he said in a hoarse voice as he tried to push himself up. “Right now, we have to get Winnie home before her father finds out that she is missing”My hand grazed gently over his bleed

Willow’s POVWinnie wanted me to find her. She liked throwing little tantrums like she did the last time she came over.The only place that came to mind was Lucas’s hut. That day I shifted, Winnie was there. So she knew I knew it. “Are you sure she’s here?” Lucas asked as we stepped down from his car.“It’s the only guess I could make” I looked around for any sign that a little girl was here and from the slightly open curtains I could see a little light peeking out. I rushed and pushed the door open.Winnie was spinning on the rotating chair. She smiled as she saw me and jumped from the seat like she had just won a game. “7 minutes and 30 seconds. That’s the shortest it has taken anyone who was not my dad to find me” she laughed and crossed her arms around her self“You must really care about me?” This little girl was either crazy or just starved of attention. Either way, she needed to know what she did was wrong. What if she had gotten hurt? “This is not funny, Winnie” I shook m

"Who is there?" I asked as I placed my hand on the door handle"It's me. Open up" I knew who it was the second I heard the voice.His gruffy voice that once captivated me now only sent nasty chills my way.What was he doing here?I opened the door halfway and blocked the space. I couldn't let him into my house, not after the last time."What are you doing here, Marcus?" I asked looking him straight in the eye"Are you really dating the CEO of that company you always talked about?" Curiosity filled his voice"Yes and I don't see how it's any of your business" "It is my business, if my girl is going out with some guy, I need to know" "I am not your girl. Can you leave? I have somewhere I need to be" He licked his lips and took a step towards me "Wouldn't you invite me in?"I tightened my grip on the door "No. You're not welcome here. Not anymore"His gaze deepened and he took a step forward towards the door. I knew that if he tried to get in on his own, I would stand no chance agai

When I was in middle school, there was a day when I decided to wear lipstick and makeup for the first time. I genuinely thought I looked good as I walked into school, but little did I know what awaited me. As soon as I entered the building, Skully, the boy who always mocked and bullied me, grabbed me by the shirt and dragged me towards him into a secluded corner. "You look like a clown," he sneered, his words cutting through me."My mom said I looked beautiful," I replied, desperately holding onto a glimmer of confidence."She lied to you. Take it off," he spat with contempt.Defiantly, I shook my head. "No," I mustered, summoning a bit of courage, and pushed him away. However, he responded by shoving me back with force, causing my back to collide with the unforgiving wall. The pain was immediate, and I couldn't help but cry out, "Ouch!""Take it off now!" Skully bellowed, his voice filled with rage.Tears streaming down my face, I reached into my bag and grabbed a tissue, desperatel

I flinched as the person knocked again. With shaky legs, I stood up from my couch and walked to the door.I opened the door slowly and almost screamed as I saw my boss, Mr Lockhart standing in front of me.His wandering eyes made me aware of the baggy sweatshirt and pants I had on. I always loved being comfortable at home"Sir, what are you doing here?" I quickly asked His stoic expression was infuriating me, I liked being able to read people's emotions and I couldn't read his"You said you'd do anything to pay for the damages you did to my car" he stated By this time of the night?Does he think that I'd sleep with him to pay a debt? Is he delusional? "I know I said I'd do anything but I didn't mean that…"He quick interrupted me "Let me stop you right there. I didn't come here to sleep with you. That would be unprofessional and I am a man of class""So why are you here by this time?"He looked into my house"Mind if I come in?"Yes I mind "I'm sorry I don't think that's a good i

In front of me was the guy whose car I had damaged. He was dressed just like the previous day, in an expensive suit only now he wasn't wearing sunglasses. He looked so at home, almost as if he owned the place.A surge of panic shot through me as I remembered the fake phone number I had given him. Instinctively, I hid behind a nearby wall, I prayed silently that he hadn't seen me. "What are you doing here?" a voice suddenly exclaimed, catching me off guard. My shock intensified when I realized that it was the very same man I was trying to hide from"I work here" I started composing myselfHis blue eyes scrutinized me from head to toe "You don't work here. I know all the staff"I shifted away from him "Well maybe you don't know everyone""I do know everyone. So who exactly are you?" His eyes once again ravaged my body, making me feel uncomfortable "I'm new. It's my first day" I finally said He nodded his head and then a glint appeared in his eyes like he had just remembered somethin

Nora's P.O.V *Dear Miss Nora Roberts, we are happy to inform you that you passed the interview to be the personal assistant to the CEO of Lockhart's industry. You are obliged to start work on monday by 8:00am. We look forward to working with you*For the fifth time that day, I read out the email I had been waiting for. Two weeks ago, I sat for an interview in Lockhart's industry for the position of the personal assistant. I never thought I'd get it.I only applied there because my best friends Stacey and James kept pushing me to try. It had always been my dream to be an architect, and what better way to fuel that dream than working as a P.A. to the CEO of the best architectural company?Enough about my dreams, it was time to celebrate. My friends had texted me to meet them at Clyde's bar to celebrate my big news.In less than ten minutes, I was on the road. My driving mirror was hanging down as I applied lipstick. I averted my gaze from the road to the mirror hanging in front of me.