LOGINCOLE'S POV
My wolf hearing picked up the strange girl murmuring, "You're mine Cole." I was taken aback and paused to gaze at her, where I noticed her cheeky smile. My wolf shouted for me to flee. I'm weak— a wolf without a pack, and I might not be able to withstand what comes my way if they figure out who I am.
I jogged away from her, hoping to get away from the prickly
sensation I'd been having around her as much as to reach safety.
I love the forest, and it is where I find solace; but, the fact that their house appears to be close to it is concerning. After all, what kind of people live near the forest? I pondered.
I heard the door open a few minutes later as she walked out wearing a short and crop turtleneck. She was dressed so
casually, and I couldn't help but admire how her milky complexion sparkled in the sun. "What the hell are you doing, Cole?
The girl is a threat "I consciously reminded myself. I shifted into my wolf shape and followed her, wondering where she was going.
I tracked her down to Mrs. Wonder's antique shop, where she purchased a book. I couldn't hear what they were saying since the shop had been enchanted to keep outsiders out.
That woman is terrifying. She strode out beaming, clutching a book to her chest as if she had just discovered the answer to all her problems. Is she attempting to seduce someone?
Why does she seem to be smiling so much? I was irritated. I followed her home and overheard she and her mother arguing.
She seemed to be going through a lot right now. I was intrigued about the book she bought, so I decided to climb through her window after she went to her room and fell asleep. My wolf glided through the window and startled her awake, and I fell to the ground. I couldn't climb up the window because it was slippery. I dashed back into the woods when she awoke.
She should bring the book to school tomorrow, hopefully. I thought.
BECCA'S POV
I was startled awake by a squeaky sound coming from my window. It was late in the evening when I checked the time. I
looked around for the book I had purchased. It was on the bed next to me. I opened the book after tracing the title with my hand. The first thing I noticed was a disclaimer that stated that this book could only be used on pure humans.
Cole is human and does not appear to be supernatural.
That was something I was certain of.
I looked through the table of contents and saw several spells such as how to brew a love potion, lock a door, erase memories, make a man fall in love, and many others.
I looked over the spell to make a man fall in love. All I had to do was keep my gaze fixed on him while doing a spell without interference.
This necessitates his presence! I was frustrated.
Everything appears to be going wrong today.
I closed the book and tucked it beneath my bed before heading downstairs.
I noticed my mother in the kitchen preparing dinner and went to the pantry to get some cereal.
"Don't waste my food since I'm already cooking dinner."
“I'll microwave it tomorrow," I told her as I shoveled a spoonful of cereal into my mouth.
She approached me, carrying the remaining bowl and emptying it into the sink.
"Let's talk about earlier," my mother said as she sat across from me on the chair.
I was irritated that she threw out my cereal, but I said nothing. To be honest, I didn't feel like eating it; I was simply angry at her.
"Your father's departure was the result of a mutual arrangement between two adults; we want the best for you and wouldn't want you to grow up in a family where we couldn't accommodate one another.”
"OK, mum, can we eat now?"
I exhaled deeply. I asked. I'm not going to fall for her ruses any longer. I know she seemed real, but she does it all the time, so I'll just go along with it because I'm fine.
Before standing up to serve the dinner, she let out a sigh and smiled at me. After we finished eating, we watched a N*****x show, and I retired to my room.
I'm still not at ease in this house, so I shut the window, pulled the curtain closed, and turned on the light. I slid my penknife closer to me and sat on my bed, surfing the internet.
I received a message from the school group showing a video of a guy named Jack announcing a party tomorrow night.
I sent it to the girls right away, and Pearl was the first to respond with a dancing GIF.
She typed, "Perfect moment to give Cole a drink."
Will you invite me? I couldn't just walk into their party without knowing how they feel.
Of course, after all, you're one of us now babe. Sam responded.
What about dress codes? I inquired of them.
Anything that's revealing, Pearl followed up by sending a sticker of a naked girl.
That's not me, I concluded. I have the perfect dress in my mind, and because I am a Queen Bee, I have the nicest dresses and I was adept at dressing up, dressing won't be an issue.
I'll have to master the spell before tomorrow night because Pearl stated Cole was coming.
I scribbled it down and started to cram it before tomorrow night. It would have been much easier if I hadn't had to keep in touch with him the entire time and also get the pronunciation right.
I groaned and returned to my bed.
I was fast asleep in no time.
BECCA'S POVTime seemed to slow as the massive black wolf launched itself through the air, its red eyes blazing with mindless fury. Every moment felt vivid and lengthy and burned itself into my brain with temerity—the way moonlight gleamed off its fangs, the droplets of saliva that sprayed from its jaws, the sound of its claws cutting through the air toward my face."BECCA!" Skye's shout broke through my paralysis.He tackled me from the side, both of us hitting the ground hard just as the wolf's claws whistled through the space where my head had been. We rolled, dirt and grass filling my mouth, my injured arm screaming in protest. The canvas bag of wolfsbane roots scattered across the ground.The wolf landed with a thud that shook the earth, immediately spinning around for another attack. Its movements were wrong—too fluid, too coordinated. This wasn't the mindless beast I'd feared. Lyssa was controlling it like a puppet, using Cole's body terrifyingly."The house!" I screamed, grabb
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: BECCA'S POVWe arrived at my house in a cacophony of screeching tires and frenzied movements. Sam hadn't even fully stopped the car before I was fumbling with the door handle, my good hand clumsy with exhaustion and blood loss. The protective wards hummed as we crossed the property line—a sensation like walking through warm honey that made my witch instincts sing with recognition.Home. Safety. But also the place where all my problems with my mother festered like an open wound."Get inside, quickly," my mother commanded, her voice sharp with urgency. She practically shoved us through the front door, her hands already moving in complex patterns as she reinforced the wards. Purple light flared around the doorframe, the windows, even seeping up from the foundation. "There. Nothing can get through now. Not without me knowing about it."I stumbled into the living room, my legs finally giving out. I collapsed onto the white and blue sofa—the one I'd thought was hideous wh
BECCA'S POVI sped towards Mrs. Wonder's shop at full throttle, throwing both caution and all sense of self-preservation to the wind.By my side sat Cole, his face set like flint and his body oozing spear-tipped focus. He said nothing, but I could tell a thousand thoughts were churning through his mind at once. I let my eyes linger on him for a moment, then focused on the road again, uncomfortable with the awkward silence in the vehicle.Sam must have read my mind, speaking in a low tone that broke the silence from the backseat."Becca, can you please slow down? We're no use to anyone if we crash."Cole glanced in my direction, his eyes clearly urging me to ignore Sam's voice of reason and continue in my current line of action. Ignoring Sam's voice, I continued speeding along the road as townspeople yelled at me with obscene hand signs and berating voices."Becca! Slow down!""I don't think you understand our situat
COLE'S POVBecca and I found Sam in the library, hunched over a chemistry textbook but clearly uniterested in reading it. Her eyes kept darting toward the entrance, and her leg bounced nervously under the table. When she saw us approach together, her eyes widened with a blend of relief and confusion."What's going on?" she whispered as we slid into seats on either side of her. "Pearl is telling everyone that you and Cole hooked up and that you've been planning to steal him from her this whole time. Beatrice is backing her up, and half the school is choosing sides. It’s World War Teen out there.""Let them," Becca said, surprising both me and Sam. "We have bigger problems than trivial high school drama."Sam looked between us, taking in our serious expressions. "Okay, now you’re scaring me. What going on?""How much do you believe in the supernatural?" I asked bluntly.Sam blinked. "Like ghosts and stuff? I mean,
BECCA'S POVCole led me to an empty classroom at the far end of the building—one that looked like it hadn't been used in years. Dust particles danced in the afternoon sunlight streaming through the grimy windows, and the desks were stacked haphazardly against one wall. He checked the hallway before closing the door behind us and leaning against it, arms crossed over his chest."Start talking," he said, his voice low and steady, but I could hear the edge of urgency beneath it.I paced the small space, my heels clicking against the worn linoleum floor. Where did I even begin? With the spell? With my mother? With the fact that I'd apparently opened some kind of gateway to hell?"I cast a love spell," I blurted out, then immediately felt stupid. It sounded so trivial, so teenage-girl-with-a-crush pathetic when I said it out loud.Cole's expression didn't change. "On me?""Yes, on you," I admitted, refusing to look away even th
BECCA'S POVThe classroom felt unusually cold after the new teacher's statement. I glanced around and noticed that everyone seemed uncomfortable. His words hung in the air like a warning, and the way he stared at Cole made my skin crawl. Something about this man was off, and I couldn't quite put my finger on it."Now, let's continue with our lesson," Zeoling said, breaking the tension as he turned back to the board. His voice was smooth, almost too smooth, and I found myself unable to focus on anything he was writing.My mind kept drifting back to the party last night. The spell had gone wrong—terribly wrong. I had felt something dark release from me when Jack interrupted my chant. The way Cole's necklace had reacted, the strange cold that had settled ove







