DAMON
I ran into the Jacobs home a minute or so behind Liam, only to see him running down the stairs with Raven’s body in his arms.
"What the…"
"I need to get her to the hospital. She’s injured and I think there’s poison in her system. She isn’t healing! Her mom’s dead." He said, the fear and worry in his eyes tearing at my own heart.
I nodded, knowing he was the fastest to get her there… but to my surprise, he held her out to me, his cerulean eyes full of pain.
"Make sure she’s ok." He said, his voice hoarse.
My heart thudded as I took her in my arms. She was tiny and didn’t weigh much at all, her head falling against my chest. I nodded, not saying anything then turning and running from the house.
I knew he wanted to find whoever did it, and I could see the pain in his eyes as he let her go.
I could feel her blood coating my arm, which meant she wasn’t healing. Was
LIAM I tried to tell myself that he was just holding her hand out of concern, that he was her friend too... But I couldn’t deny the irritation that was flaring up inside of me... That anger threatening to lash out. I tried to focus on Raven, letting the tingles that coursed through me at our touch calm me. "You deserve this?" He repeated, frowning. Yeah, so, the three notes… The first said; ‘Who’s next?’ The second; ‘Two down, I wonder how many more to go?’ And now this. There’s nothing really in them." I said, pausing. "You deserved this, is probably the most to go on." "True, but who do they mean? Her mom? Raven? Do they have an issue with Raven?" Damon mused. I frowned, clenching my jaw. "These murders started when Raven came back to town... There may be a connection there." I said, suddenly thinking he had a point. Damon looked surprised at that, before becoming thoughtful. "Good point. Do you think we should track
RAVEN I hated myself for this, I hated how I was making him feel. He was no less a man than Liam, he did not deserve this. Liam walked out, giving Damon a curt nod and shutting the door behind him. “Hey, how are you feeling?" Damon asked, about to place the gorgeous bouquet of purple flowers down when I reached out and took them. "I'm great and these are beautiful!" I said, looking up at him. I'm such a horrible person… He bent down, wrapping his arms around me tightly. I hugged him back, his comforting scent and those tingles rushing through me. I could hear his racing heart and the guilt inside of me only grew. I glanced at Aunty Red, seeing the sadness in her eyes too, before she looked away, smoothly busying herself with Azura’s hair. Damon moved back and jerked his thumb at the paper bag. "I brought you breakfast." He said, turning to Azura and raising his eyebrows playfully before flashing her one o
RAVEN I was still fuming, and Taylor breaking into snickers every few minutes didn’t help. Goddess, I can’t believe I fell for that. Urgh, I'm so angry right now. Liam had mind-linked not long ago to ask everyone to report to the packhouse meeting room. Me, Taylor and Nina, who had come to my room with more vases, now walked down the stairs together. "I wonder what it’s about..." Taylor murmured. "Maybe they found something?" I said as we entered the large hall that was extremely full. "Maybe." Taylor said, glancing around at the number of pack members that were gathered here. From my quick estimate, I think two thirds of the pack were here… I saw Liam standing there at the head of the room, talking to Zack, well mind linking… Liam was just nodding, his arms crossed with one hand on his chin. The frown on his face made me realise that he was still very much cold towards others. Although at times, I saw him bring those w
TAYLORIt was the following day and I had decided to bite the bullet and go see Channing again. Shit. I wasn’t ready for this, but I had to do it. Taking Mama’s flapjack and shepherd’s pie with me was not enough… but this was the time I needed to do this. Anna was going to be out and I needed to do this when she wasn’t around.Goddess’ and God’s above, lend me your strength of courage and bravery because I need as much as I can get.Reaching Channing’s home, I did the doorbell, before opening the door and entering."Channing?!""Tay! In here!" His voice came.I quickly went to the kitchen, placing the food on the worktop and entered the living room.It was warm and cosy, decorated in browns and navy. Channing was on the sofa, remote in hand and holding a bottle of J2O orange."Grab yourself a drink and come join me, I was going to watch the replay of last night’s boxing mat
ROBYN It was mid-afternoon. The weather was cool yet the sun was shining brightly and the windows were wide open. The sound of people shouting, some of the boys playing ball and a few girls laughing in a room down the hall, filled my ears. If I didn’t know better, I would never have thought such an environment would be shadowed by the eyes of a killer. Right now, everything seems so normal. Raven and I were seated on my bed as I silently observed the girl in front of me. I don’t mean to be a bitch, but seeing Raven pay so much attention to Liam and literally just ignore Damon was fucking breaking my heart. At the same time, I wanted to go over to her and shout at her for doing that. Did she not see that he was fucking hurting? I wish I could just comfort him, but I knew that we couldn’t just be friends, not with that situation. Me staying away was for the best. I felt like I had been cheated too… I remember the first time I told him ou
RAVENWhat Robyn said was so damn true and I knew I needed to do this, I needed to talk to Damon. I couldn’t keep hurting him like this. I won’t wait any longer, I'm going to go and I'm going to talk to him right now. I can’t carry on doing this…I was now back in my room, pacing restlessly. I decided to mind link Damon and ask if I could come to see him. I took a deep breath, my fists clenched. My heart was racing against my ribcage, painfully fast.‘Damon?’‘Hey, everything ok?’‘Can’t I link you if there’s not a reason?’ I asked, feeling guilty, thinking I didn’t mind link him as often. No wonder he thought that.‘Course you can.’ But we both knew the truth.‘Well, I wanted to meet up with you, like to actually talk. Can I come around?’ I had to try my best to sound normal.‘Sure, me and Zack are actually dealing with
LIAM Watching her sit there licking her lips as she watched me made me smile slightly. She was gorgeous and fucking perfect. The way her eyes sparkled when she looked at the cake in front of her… That hint of cleavage that I can see... Her hair framed her face, her bangs falling into her eyes, and she had smoky black makeup. Her scent enveloped me welcomingly, as much as I wish that we could be forever, I had to prepare myself that maybe, just maybe, this curse wouldn’t break. I know I said I don’t give a shit, but I would give a lot to just get to spend more time with her. I remember what the book held, I had a pretty good photographic memory, but there was nothing that seemed to hold the answer, no matter how many times I replayed it in my head. That’s why, in this crappy time that surrounded us, I wanted to fulfil the promises I had made to her long ago… Or at least some of them, no matter how fucking mundane they were. Watching her eat tha
ZACKI had just finished off what we had been working on with Damon, and after bidding him farewell, I decided to go to Taylor’s. He had wanted to speak to me earlier but I had been really caught up. We were getting somewhere with this killer. Let’s fucking hope so anyway.The moment he had mind linked, the urge to just drop everything and run to him had been so damn hard to not do, especially since he had been ignoring me since that day.Now, what the fuck do I take him? I can’t just go fucking empty-handed… I was not good at this, but there wasn’t anything I could really give him. I stopped at my room to shower, I was a mess and I did not want to go over looking like this.Once I was done, I pulled on some boxers, some jeans that I took a moment to pick out because, although I found them a tad fucking tight, I knew Taylor always checked me out in them. I smirked, pulling on a graphic tee and leaving the packhouse.I