What Do I Do?AZARIA'S POVGod.Killian had none of Nicholas’s weaknesses; he was consistently stable, patient and considerate. As a result, everything became even more difficult.His words played through my head repeatedly.“Time is what I need right now,” I whispered.“I’ll always be here waiting, remember I'm not rushing for an answer,” he answered. “Even if it brings me pain.”The call finished and I remained silent, hearing what he said over and over. A deep sadness in my chest wouldn’t let me feel anything else.There really was a part of me that did care for Killian.But it wasn’t the kind that tore you apart and left you breathless.That one was Nicholas’s.I was in the living room when the knocking outside began.I froze.Almost midnight had passed.And my dad, aunt and the twins were out and wouldn't be back till weekends.I quietly came to the door, with my heart pounding and looked into the peephole.Nicholas.I held my hand against the door in an effort to stop him from c
Not Mine AnymoreAzaria’s POVThat day felt just like winter refusing to move aside for spring. At that point, I felt as if many things around me moved very slowly—like my body realized we’d been very lucky to get out unharmed, even though my mind refused to accept it.Since I woke up, Ashley kept disturbing me with her fussing. She kept covering me with my blanket, gave me water when I asked and said she would break the bones of anyone if I did not sleep well. She was fiercely protective and that was what I loved when everything seemed so unstable.Never did I imagine that Ashely would suddenly barge in and slam the door. She seemed pissed.“And who do we have smiling back at us like nothing ever happened?” she asked, arms folded tightly across her chest.I lifted my eyebrow and took a stray lock of hair away from my face. “Anyway, I’m guessing… Selene.”Ashley gave an unexpected gasp. “Ring ring ring. You get to take home the prize. She has signed up for school, Azaria. Enrolled. Li
When the Storm BrokeAzaria’s POVThe noise from outside the nurse’s office was enough to drive me crazy—I could just barely hear shouts, fighting and things being knocked over. It was clear that stress and tension would not allow me to get any rest, since my mind and body were too active.Next, I could hear the sound. A growl. Fists colliding. A fight unleashing its obvious power.Again.There was an uneven breath in my lungs. I could easily tell who the mystery person was.I made sure my body was sitting upright. The pain in my muscles and arm grew worse, but I still kept going. Anger wasn’t enough, because some other emotion was pushing me.I was tired of it.“Stop fighting!!!” I yelled as hard as I could.Everything seemed to shut down.The first person Killian looked at was me. His breathing was quick and blood dripped from the side of his mouth. The anger he felt was echoing in the shivering of his clenched fists. He stepped back and stood beside her, with his eyes opened wide a
She Screamed His NameNicholas's POVI did not delay.As I walked away from Selene, I heard her choked sobs but ignored them and her fake cries. I was overcome by anger and also by the need to find a way out. Azaria. I had to visit her. I wanted to know she was still breathing. That she had not gone away.I marched down the hallway with students moving aside on their own, like waves being pushed by a storm. My anger could be seen by them. My rage as a wolf. I practically skipped instead of running and my heart was pounding inside me. I didn’t bother to knock at the nurse’s office when I arrived.I pulled the door hard to open it.That’s when I saw her.Resting with hardly any movement. Too still.Azaria.An artificial light shone down on the room thanks to the fluorescent bulbs. Her usually strong and blazing features were now delicate and pale. She had a small tube under her nose that supplied oxygen. A blanket was draped around her to her waist and her left arm was wrapped with blo
Why Are You Really Here?Nicholas’s POVAfter I spoke, the silence seemed to hang heavy in the air and neither of us wanted it to stay.Selene avoided meeting his gaze and her mouth moved as if she wanted to say something, anything. Games weren’t something I felt like doing, especially on a day like today.“Look at me,” I whispered, but my voice was as harsh as a knife edge.She finally paused and looked into my eyes. Her eyes were open, soft and I recognized that look from my earlier experience. She had the skill of forming her facial expressions like a magical spell. She had it all along.She said, “I didn’t want to cause any problems. It was because of you that I chose to return.”I simply gazed at her without saying a word. Even after her confession, the walls remained silent, the floor was still freezing and the air did not move.“For me?” I reacted with surprise as I said the question. “After everything, you came back for me?”“Can't you see that I've missed you,” She tried to h
What Did You Do?Nicholas’s POVI was passing by the hallway, feeling a little bored and a bit irritated, when I had a realization.I was suddenly struck by a sharp stabbing pain at my side. “Arghhh…”The sudden impact made me grasp the wall so hard that I almost stumbled. There was no physical side to it—at least for me. It flooded through me and I noticed my senses grew sharper. My inner wolf was agitated, snarling and walking restlessly.I carried on, about reaching my classroom, when the pain came again, this time stronger than the last one, pain rushed through my veins, my wolf snapped almost causing me to transform in school.“Calm down…” I snapped at my wolf.“Why am I feeling so much pain?” I muttered under my breath.I went to the restroom to calm myself down, “argh…” another sharp pain coursed through my body, I held onto the sink, my fangs coming out slowly, my eyes switching colors.“Not here….” I growled hard.“She's in trouble, mate… in trouble… mate,” my wolf kept fight
The Strength WithinAzaria’s POVThose words were most certainly an attempt to hit hard and hurt. I knew it. Perhaps she would have felt more accomplished saying them the day before.But right now?I couldn’t help but notice how hard she tried to look put together. Someone who couldn’t handle another person refusing to meet her on her own terms.I smiled faintly. You might want to focus more on why you feel the need to constantly claim him as your own. It seems you’re trying to convince yourself you’ve got him wrapped around your finger.Her nostrils flared.“Shut up,” she said sharply.“I’m only getting going now,” I told her confidently as I moved a little nearer.She tensed.I whispered in her ear, “You’re still wondering what I used to wonder, but you’ve already lost the answer.”Her brows furrowed. “What are you talking about?”I tilted my head.“I told you that he’s yours to keep. Yet what you really want to know is if he actually wants you.”That’s when Selene’s facade finally
Crimson GamesAzaria’s POVI blinked, rage bubbling again. “No. That is not something you can claim. If you love someone, you’ll keep fighting for them, even when things between you are rough. Even in the messy moments. Especially in moments like that.”He looked down, jaw tight.“I didn’t know what you were looking for from me.”His eyes met mine. “I really hope you can forgive what I did.”That hurt. I also wished to be able to forgive him, so my feelings changed.Just wanting wasn’t enough to make someone ready.“I can’t. Not now.” My voice cracked. “You hurt me. Maybe you didn’t intend to hurt me. But you did.”His face sank down, and it seemed that something inside his chest gave way, as he looked a lot smaller all of a sudden.“Alright, I’ll give you some space then,” he said as he moved away. “As long as it takes. I’ll prove it.”After his comment, he got up and left without saying anything else.I sat down again beside the piano, as bitterness and betrayal were all I could tas
The Hurt in Our EyesAzaria's POVI stood there, frozen in place, just watching what was happening in front of me. Selene Lynx, with bleached hair and smooth skin, came right out onto the court like it was her own, jumping into Nicholas’s arms.He didn’t pull back.He didn’t even flinch.And then, the kiss.The crowd gasped. Someone whistled. I heard a few chuckles. My lungs squeezed shut. My fingers gripped tight on the wooden bench I was sitting on. The sting of betrayal hurt so much it seemed to burn my throat, but I managed to hold back the tears and got through it.I wasn’t supposed to care. I wasn’t supposed to feel any way at all.But my blood boiled anyway.And then I stood. Quickly. Harshly. Without a word.Ashley followed close behind me, giving off a quiet sigh. “After making a big fuss about how much he likes you, and giving you that look that says he cares,” she rolled her eyes and said, “I knew it. We shouldn’t trust my brother.”I didn’t answer. I couldn’t.I walked out