Zelena.
“Hey Zelena” Smith called out in a sing-song voice. I glanced up and saw Cole elbow him in the ribs, Smith looked at him and mouthed ‘what’.
I put my head back down and continued for the gate.
“Hey there” smirked Gunner,
“I thought we might walk you home” he said nodding to his friends behind him.
Why would they want to walk me home? Are they just trying to get me alone so they can attack me? I started to feel a little scared and confused. Why were they showing me so much attention? The three boys stood by the gate looking at me intently, waiting for me to respond.
“W-why?” I questioned quietly.
“Well, because it would be a good chance for us to talk” Gunner responded without hesitation. What would we have to talk about, we are nothing alike and I doubt we have anything in common.
“Why would you want to talk to me?” I asked assertively.
Gunner tilted his head to the side, a confused look spread across his face.
“You’re beautiful, Zelena, why wouldn’t I want to talk to a beautiful girl?”.
I scoffed quietly at his remark. What on earth is he talking about? I'm not beautiful, I'm broken. He is either playing some kind of game, or he’s blind.
“I'm not beautiful, I’m an ugly swamp monster” I whispered with a hint of disdain in my tone. I dropped my head, letting my hair cover my face and I crossed my arms with a slouch to my shoulders.
Smith let out a giggle and Gunner snapped his head around and growled a deep ferocious growl, the kind an animal would make. I’ve never heard a human growl like that before, it was strange, to say the least.
“What?” Smith squeaked, throwing his hands in the air,
“She’s funny” he chuckled. Cole hit him over the back of the head and Gunner huffed at him, turning his gaze back to me.
“Don’t ever say that about yourself again” Gunner said as he leaned forward, crouching down so that his face was in line with mine.
“You, Zelena, are breathtaking”.
My insides melted, and my knees felt weak under my tiny frame. I stumbled back a bit as I was caught off guard by his intensity and warmth. He quickly stood up straight and stepped back away from me. I looked up at him, his brilliant blue eyes still set on mine. I must be out of my damn mind.
“Okay” I said as I zigzagged through the giant boys and out the gate. The three boys followed closely behind me.
We were walking through the forest, taking my usual route home. Gunner was walking next to me, Cole and Smith were just behind us.
“So, tell me about yourself” Gunner said with a smile. I shook my head a little, not looking up at him.
“Not a big talker, are you?” he asked, and I shook my head again.
“This is going great so far” I heard Smith whisper to Cole,
“Shut up” Cole whispered back. I don’t think they knew I could hear them. Gunner growled out of the corner of his mouth at them. I looked up at him and he quickly smiled back at me. I glanced behind me, and Cole and Smith were behind us, close but definitely not close enough to hear them whisper. Weird.
“You lived here long?” Gunner asked,
“As long as I can remember”
“Wow ay, you’ve never lived anywhere else then?”
“No” I shrugged
“So why are you so quiet at school?” he looked down at me, waiting for me to answer.
“I, I um, I-I just don’t fit in there” I mumbled. He was quiet for a minute as we kept walking slowly.
“That Demi sure is a piece of work”.
I huffed at him, of course he thinks she’s gorgeous, why wouldn't he. So that’s why he is talking to me, he thinks that messing with me is going to somehow impress Demi.
“Yeah, a right piece of shit” Cole yelled out from behind us. He and Smith laughed and nudged each other. I looked up at Gunner, he was laughing too. Wait, so he doesn’t like Demi then? He looked down at me and our eyes met for a second. I felt butterflies in my stomach and a burning in my chest. I’ve never had a crush before, is this what a crush feels like? He smiled at me and his blue eyes sparkled. I felt a tingle run through my body. From my toes to my fingers, up and down my arms and legs. It was like hot needles were poking into my spine and a pang of fiery pain hit me in the chest, knocking the wind out of me. I stopped walking and grabbed at my chest leaning forward. What was happening to me?
Zelena.Gunner’s arms came around my stomach, and he leaned his chin on my shoulder.“You okay?” he asked softly.“I’m good” I answered and reached up to tap his cheek. He turned his face and kissed the palm of my hand.“You were crying again” he said, like I hadn’t already known that.“Well, pregnant ladies cry, Mighty Alpha” I quipped and turned to face him with a smirk. He didn’t answer me right away, just gazed down at me.“You sure you’re alright?” he asked more gently. He cupped my cheek, and I leaned into his touch.“I’m fine. Thinking of Cole and Tobias just makes me sad sometimes”. Gunner smiled sadly and ran his thumb over the corner of my mouth.“Me too” he said softly before leaning in to press a soft kiss to my waiting lips.“I love you” I said, looking up into his beautiful blue eyes.“I love you more” he smiled back.“It’s not a competition” I grumbled and pinched his pec. He laughed and rubbed at the spot.“It’s not. There’s just more of you to love” he cooed and droppe
Zelena.Grief is difficult. It’s a hard feeling to navigate. With the addition of my bouts of guilt and regret, I wasn’t sure I was ever going to find my way through it. If I’m honest, I’m still working my way through it. Every new day is different from the last. It’s strange, really. One day, I will be fine, filled with happiness and joy, enjoying my family and my life. The next, something as simple as hearing the term ‘Little One’ will set me off on hours of crying and wishing for things to be different. Grief is weird. It’s true when people say that you never actually get over the pain, you just learn to live with it. Not being alone with my pain is a huge help. Gunner and I are both working through our grief. Everyone is. Losing Cole, Tobias, and Aurora. Plus, Cleo and all the other fighters who sacrificed their lives. Those losses hit us all really hard.Even with all that loss, we’ve gained a lot as well. Thanks to Aurora, the hunters are basically extinct. A special team of Wer
Whiskey.“What’s happening to me?” I asked myself as I squeezed my arms around my body. I feel so... so empty.“I took your wolf” a voice came from behind me. I whirled around and stood up at the same time. Zelena stood a few steps away from me, with Gunner close at her side, his hand holding her hip protectively.“You what?” I blanched. She took my wolf, how is that possible?“I took your wolf. You’re not a Were anymore” Zelena answered immediately.“How do you feel, Whiskey?” Gunner asked, his voice was hard and angry. I ran my hands over my body, feeling the bumps of my scars and the strong muscles undeath my skin. I still feel the same, physically, at least. But inside, it doesn’t feel right. I’ve never been one for emotions, not unless that emotion is anger, of course. But my chest was tight with the need to cry. My mind was swimming with thoughts and feelings. Feelings I have never felt before, feelings I never thought I would feel, ever. I want a hug. I want to lie down and cry
Whiskey.I flew for her again, tackling her around the waist. We rolled and tumbled through the sky as I punched and punched at her face and body. Zelena grunted and huffed with each blow that I landed, but she didn’t scream. That alone was enough to set my anger over the edge. I pulled the power to my hands and formed Sai blades out of black ice. I stabbed at Zelena’s stomach and smirked as I felt the blade slice deep into her abdomen. She screamed in pain, which only made my smirk grow to a full smile. I pulled the blade out and stabbed again, drawing another scream from the witch. I couldn’t help myself, I twisted the blade and laughed manically. I reefed my blade back, and as I went to stab again, I was blocked. The blade evaporated in my hand, and the blue light that surrounded Zelena brightened.My body was suddenly engulfed in an air-constricting hold, and I was pulled away from Zelena. I watched in disgust as the electric swirls of light smothered Zelena. They washed over her
Whiskey.I couldn’t wait, I reformed the swords of ice into one long spear and charged again, this time aiming for Zelena. Before the tip of the spear was able to pierce her heart, I was stopped. The spear in my grip evaporated, and my body was lifted off the ground. The dragon’s wings flapped as they lifted us into the air, not stopping until we were high above the trees. I tried to break free from Zelena’s hold, just like I did last time. But I couldn’t move, not even a wiggle of my finger. I shifted my gaze from the ground to Zelena and then my body. The hold on me wasn’t invisible this time. No, this time, my body was being held firmly in the grip of a giant dragon’s talon. I snarled at Zelena, who was floating just in front of me in the centre of the dragon’s glow. As I took her in, I saw the differences in her. Her eyes were now glowing a bright yellow with swirls of blue. She looked strong and powerful. Her arm was outstretched towards me, looking like she was holding something
Whiskey.I squared my shoulders and re-clenched my fists. The snarl on my face was for me, for my own disgust. How could I be so naïve, so stupid, even to entertain the idea? My lips curled back, and a rumbling growl bubbled up from my chest.“Let’s do this” I snapped as I leapt forward, colliding my fist with the corner of Gunner’s chin. He stumbled back from the blow but quickly recovered. We traded punches as the both of us moved about the clearing. I imagine it would have looked like a well choreographed dance. I must admit, Gunner was well trained. He’s big and a little clumsy, and he could not match my speed, but he has power behind his hits. He is not at my level of combat, but he still managed to land a few good hits.Gunner was leading in for an uppercut, I ducked in the last second and drove an ice dagger into his abdomen. He grunted and stumbled back, quickly pulling the shard from his body before it evaporated into smoke. I pushed off the ground and flew through the air, c