LOGINLila Two Week After the War "How do you feel?" Miguel asked. I sighed, turning over so that my face was against his chest as I drew invincible circles on his abs, my eyes shut, feeling nothing buy his hard hand on my bare skin. "I feel like it might take eternity before I recover. I lost a lot o
"I'll kill you!" Lila yelled, preparing to use the same dagger with which Matilda had stabbed her mother, to stab her. Just then, she felt Miguel's warm hand on her shoulder. "I think your mother would be more proud if you did this the right way." He said to her. Her hands stopped midway, a tear
Writer's POV Matilda regained her balance and launched at Abigail. "I'll make sure you pay for tricking me!" She screamed, stabbing Abigail right in the back. Lila watched as the dagger went through her mother. Tears filled her eyes as the witch took it out. Blood spilled on the floor. Lila caugh
Soon enough, the Alpha King was nothing more than the witch's puppet. "Kill them all." She repeated and he moved to act just like he had been told to. He took out his claws, swinging it at anyone in his way. "I hope you enjoy this after you've known what you did." She laughed before returning int
Writer's POV "Remember to call for backup when you need to. There'll be warriors around for that." Miguel said to them as he rounded up. "We've lost too many pack members already. No matter what happens, we don't retreat, we do not surrender, not until we have gotten revenge for our dead pack memb
"Can I come in?" He asked, that was when she realized that she had left him standing outside for far too long. "Uhmmm sure, of course." She opened the door and gestured for him to come in. "Were you resting, I'm sorry for interrupting." He turned around and folded his hands behind him. "I could l
Lila "What are you talking about, father?" I moved closer to him. He straightened his back and cleared his throat before responding, "What he told you….." He glanced over at Miguel who only got more interested. "..... isn't everything that there is about the blood ritual." He completed his state
Writer's POV They both sat on the wooden floor, legs crossed and their hands on their thighs. The book was opened before them to the exact page that was needed for the sacred blood ritual. This same page had been locked for centuries, almost a millennium as a matter of fact. Ever since the death
My mother had caused us to grieve so many times, no one cared about showing their weaknesses now. "But then…." He sniffed, wiping away the tears that wouldn't stop flowing from his eyes, from his face. "If we sit here and keep passing blames around, we would all die with tears in our eyes. The wit
Lila We all sat in Elijah's study. Miguel and I listened carefully as my father explained all that happened in our absence. I couldn't help but feel guilty; if only I had trusted in Miguel's love for me, I wouldn't have left the pack and if I never left the pack, my mother would have never gotten







