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Time doesn’t matter….
Sometimes you don’t really
Know your own family
Even after living with them
For years
And sometimes…
Just a glance
At a stranger
Is more than enough
To know who they are….
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It was Sunday already and Charlotte was getting worried and worried in Azraiel’s absence. She had a gut feeling that her fears had turned out to be true.
Grishams betrayed her and joined with Sarah…or whoever it is that is trying to hurt her…
What she couldn’t understand is the why…
Why did they betray the girl they had helped raise? What c
……………………………………………….“Can you at least look at me in the eyes,Or are you afraid that I’ll catch your lies?”……………………………………………….“Theo!”Charlotte froze at the voice…..or may be it was the anger evident in his voice that made her drop her hands from Theo’s waist and step back in a few seconds.Hesitantly, she looked up at Theo and was taken aback by the emotions on display on his face.Fear…. Defiance….and….Something she was afraid of identifying.He was looking right behind her.
Charlotte has been eagerly waiting for Azraiel. She desperately wanted to know what happened with the Grishams. Also with Theo… Meanwhile, she has changed her clothes, wrote everything that has happened in her journal, and was now pacing in the small drawing-room of her cottage. Azraiel should be here in 10 minutes or so. She wondered what has happened to put Azraiel in a foul mood. Sure, he didn’t look at her with anger, but she’d have to be blind to not see the anger in his eyes. She just hopes that Azraiel didn’t misunderstand her hug with Theo. After drinking a glass of water to calm her nerves, she moves out and sits on the steps of the cottage. The sky was clear and the sun was blazing heat. She mindlessly studied the trees, sky, and the window of Azraiel’s room in anticipation. She was about to go inside after getting bore
Charlotte couldn’t take it anymore, so she let the tears flow down her cheeks. It’s not like he hasn’t seen me crying before Taking a shuddering breath, she quietly muttered, “Can I see the video?” Azraiel silently took the phone and gave it back to her after a few seconds. No point in delaying anymore….Let’s see why they betrayed me…. She clicked on the play icon and the video started. Mr. and Mrs. Grishams are sitting on the edge of the bed, looking like they have seen a ghost. Archie wasn’t with them, most probably Azraiel sent him elsewhere on purpose. “I’m not going to hurt you. I just want to know the truth.” Azraiel’s voice is loud and clear. “But…who are you?” Mrs. Grishams enquire shakily. “That doesn’t matter. You are not leaving this room until you
Charlotte froze the moment she heard Richard’s name. The phone was about to slip from her hands when Azraiel caught it.Richard….Sarah’s brother….But…but he’s a wolf….he bit her…Charlotte abruptly turned towards Azraiel horrified as the realization of reality dawned on her.He sighed at her questioning glance, “Yes, I’m afraid that Sarah is a wolf too.”A dozen thoughts instantly came to her mind in a second and she felt as if she’d faint.“Charlotte...” Azraiel held her by arm shoulders as she clutched her head. She could hear him move and in the next second, she was hugging his torso and he was slightly patting her head.For a few seconds, she just clutched him and tried to relax. His scent oddly made her calm and strang
“Your Uncle’s dead sister.” What? Another lie…. “Apparently, your Uncle Arthur had an older sister, Edna. She went missing a few months before your mother showed up but since she was an adult everyone assumed she ran away. He has used it to conjure up a story, Charlotte. Everyone already believes that he is your uncle, your mother’s brother, but now, he has completely wiped off your mother’s existence. He has told everyone that his sister ran away because she was pregnant and she died while giving birth to you. Since he was the only family left, he started taking care of you. He even conjured up her death certificate. But here’s the thing Charlotte…even if the tale about Edna being pregnant is true, we have no way of verifying if she’s dead or even run away or not….As far as I know, he has already made fake documents in every place to back up his story…” As Azraiel
It was 3:30 in the morning on Monday. The sun wasn’t out yet and the sky was still dark. The streets were silent with the occasional barking of stray dogs. The local police department of Nievland, a small town in the state of Rysterbia received a call from a man named Peter Sheffield. He was driving back from a late party in the next town when suddenly something dropped on the top of the car, making him lose balance. Whatever it was, slid on the glass, making it difficult for him to see in the dark night. He lost balance and his car swerved onto the side of the road, almost bumping in the tree trunk. Scared, he came out of the car and switched on the flashlight of his cell phone to see if it was an animal or a bird….But it was neither….A young woman was lying on the road in shredded clothes. There were several bite and scratch marks on her body. Her body was missing a lot of pieces, blood dripping from everywhere…but what shook Peter to the core wa
Charlotte doesn’t discuss what she witnessed in the woods with Azraiel. She tries to keep it all in and focus on the training. If I tell Azraiel, he’ll just scold me for being out there in the dark… She knew Azraiel could probably tell that her mind was somewhere else, but he didn’t say anything. Maybe he already knows…her wolf chimed in… No….He doesn’t…or else he’d definitely say something.. The morning session with Azraiel ends with her scattered thoughts. Azraiel too didn’t say much today, maybe he already sensed her mood, but she is grateful nonetheless. After her session with Azraiel, Charlotte performs her morning tasks, takes breakfast and waits for Ayleen. She is supposed to drop by today with some book recommendations. As her shift is approaching, she is trying to gather as much information as possible. Matt has taught her to think positive, that she’ll be
Charlotte was sitting quietly on her bed after the session with Matt. Her conversation with the Beta kept echoing in her head.“Alpha Azraiel is a Trueblood…!”The white wolf is Azraiel…...Azraiel is the white wolf….She suddenly sat up straight and went to the pile of books beside her closet. The first book was about shifting, so she kept it aside….second was the same…..but the third…There it is….She picked the third book and opened the index. Moving her index finger down the page she stopped when she found what she was looking for. Quickly flipping to the page number she climbed into her bed and leaned back.Charlotte skipped the title and started reading. She skimmed through most of the part but stopped when she found what she was looking f