Jossie's POV: I made it back to the motel but I lost my key card to my room. I had to stop by the office where Jered informed me Nathalie had also stopped by last night looking for me. Jered gave me an extra key to get into my room. He also reminded me about my part time job coming up this weekend. He light heartedly told me to make sure Nathalie would send over his pie she apparently owed him. I decided to save telling him I was leaving until it was ready to hand over the room keys. I went back to my room. My room's phone cord was cut... which meant I'd have to start looking for Nathalie by stopping by the diner first. Hopefully she will be there. There was still time before 'opening.' I decided to take a quick shower and round up all my stuff. I blow dried my hair, got to brush my teeth, and got dressed in a red leather jacket, blue jeans, and a black v-neck. I kept my wardrobe simple... I didn't know what to wear to the manor after all.
Continuing Jossie's POV: "Probably a good idea." The Rabidcrest wolf agreed to my suggestion of taking Nathalie back to her apartment. This meant my plan at escaping was going to work... At least I couldn't see any flaws in it. It gives me enough time to think and perfect it. "If her pack got angry we kidnapped your friend... your mother might wring my neck." "You mean she would wring my neck," I grumbled. "I didn't catch your name," I said as I got the door for her. She placed Nathalie gently on the passenger's side. I rummaged through my new clothes sitting in the bed of the truck and pulled out some pjs I thought she could fit. She was a little bigger than me... But, I beat her on height. In fact I beat both of them in height. I'm pretty sure she can squeeze into the matching set I picked out. This woman might be short... but she was packing some arm muscles. She must be important in my m
Nathalie's POV:"Nathalie!" Cheryl's voice woke me up. I sat up quickly as the moments of what happened last hit me. I had been knocked out from that werewolf's bite! I dug at the soreness affecting my neck. My nails itch away at the surface. "NATHALIE!" Cheryl's irritated voice made my head snap towards my apartment door. They must have brought me here afterwards. I could smell the remaining scent of Josephine in here... Along with the sweet aroma of the enemy. I pushed off the couch and to my surprise I noticed I was wearing a shirt big enough to be a nightgown. It still had the purchase tag hanging on the sleeve. I pulled the tag off as I walked towards the door. I unlocked it as I came face to face with Cheryl's worried look. "If you're going to stay home and sleep all day can't you keep your daughter?" Cheryl's attitude stung my mind as she placed a hand on her hip. She could be sweet when she wanted to... But, I cou
Jossie's POV:Mother's voice echoed from downstairs, 'Jossie'. She called for me and it must've woken me up. I was at home curled up in my velvet purple bed sheets. Tucked under my arm was a rainbow llama plushie. I stuck the plush under the blanket for security before throwing the blankets back. I crept out of bed as my head throbbed from a morning headache. I've been here before. I've done this before... But, the weird part is I don't think mother ever woke me up before.'Jossie,' her voice echoed once again. Through my bedroom door I was out into an empty hallway. The darkness consumed me. A flickering light illuminated the stairs. Her voice came from downstairs. Naturally... I walked downstairs and paused when I hit the last step of the staircase. 'Jossie.' Her voice was there again. I couldn't help but to feel deja vu. "Mother?" I asked as I eyed down the kitchen. My heart raced in my chest.'Jossie,' This time I heard my father's deep voice
Continuing Jossie's POV: We walked through a secure heavy metal door where I was taken into the hall of familiar cells. They were holding cells with nothing in them besides two bunk beds to sit on and a sink/toilet system. I couldn't believe they were actually going through with it. Jude's anger forced a growl through me as I felt slowly falling out of control of myself. My heart sped up as I felt a rage growing deep inside me. I fought against Zeke suddenly as I tried to get away from him. I felt him lift me off the ground as I went to kick. I couldn't stop myself as I fought to break free. But, Zeke was much stronger than me and was able to keep control of me. Matthew blocked any chance of exiting this place even if I were to get away from Zeke. I had to calm down. I knew I did. I dug my heels into the ground when I faked surrendering. He shoved me forward anyways as his strength outweighed my own. Zeke pushed me into a door where I would be surrounded
Continuing Juliette's POV: "The town witch will know what to do," my mom explained. "The best part is... they'll obey what I ask them to do since I'm Luna. You can have anything you want my dear... as long as you have power. You should remember that when you are queen." "I never knew the pack even had a witch... What is she? An outcast?" I asked as I looked out the window to see the limo driving out of town and towards the woods. Of course... We're leaving town. No wonder why I didn't know anything about it. Knowing mother... This is another thing she's kept a secret. "The town witch has lived in the pack for many generations," my mother explained. "He mostly keeps to himself." He? I didn't know witches could be males. "Why don't we call him a wood fairy if he lives away from the town?" I asked and snickered to myself. My mother rolled her eyes as if I annoyed her by my question. She made it clear by the following silence she w
Jossie's POV: Casimir was taken away right before I fell asleep. I lost the energy to stay awake. I didn't dream this time. I only woke up to the hall's door beeping to alert someone was coming onto the hall. I felt my chest pounding as I couldn't recognize the voices that were coming down the hall. My thoughts ran to wonder if Casimir confessed. If he did, would he lie and say I helped him? I focused on listening into their conversation as their voices echoed. The footsteps were coming closer. "The damn brute has yet to confess." "How much longer are they going to keep the murderer in that room?""Maybe they'll have better luck with the wolf-less mut they brought in right afterwards...""What's her name again?""Bitch." "Lowly omega.""No... I got a better one... traitorous whore." I tensed up as I heard their footsteps pass by the cell's door. They were laughing. I whimpered as I prayed they wouldn't come in here. I hid under the pillo
Continuing Jossie's POV: Zeke took me into the showers where I was able to privately take a quick one. He got me a new jumpsuit to wear before he brought me into my father's old office. My sister was sitting down behind it and scrolling down something on social media via her phone. She glanced up at me when she noticed I entered the room. "Zeke, you can wait outside," she told him sternly. "Are you sure?" Zeke asked."What we have to talk about is private," Juliette told him as she waved him off and to leave. "Let me know when you're done," he instructed. I couldn't believe it as Zeke left and locked the door behind him. I walked over to the chairs and sat down slowly. "They made you take a shower?" She asked in surprise. "What for?" "You don't want to know," I told her softly as I looked down into my lap. I heard her sit the phone down on the desk. "So something else was the cause?" She wondered as she got up and came to sit down next t