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2026-01-08 15:54:36I remain standing, watching the waitress as she disappears into the crowd. I recognise the name of the pub on her back immediately.
My attention shifts to Annabelle and Michael. They both look as if they’ve seen a ghost. Michael grows paler by the second, while Annabelle trembles with restrained fury. Neither of them speaks or moves. Their eyes stay fixed on the spot where the waitress vanished moments ago.
I wait a moment, perhaps too long. I had expected one of them to s
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First and Second chances Elizabeth
I don’t remember what day it is anymore. Or whether it’s even day or night at all. The light beneath the door appears and disappears without any clear pattern, and I’ve stopped counting. I wake up because I’m in pain, and I slip away again because I’m too exhausted to stay awake. The blankets are too thin to ever truly get warm, and right now I would give anything for something as simple as a hot shower.My head still hurts. Not like it did on that first day, no longer sharp or all-consuming, but dull and nagging, as if there’s constant pressure pressing down on it. Still, my head isn’t the source of the worst pain. That lies deeper, in my heart.My heart is bleeding, and every time Mike is intimate with Annabelle, I feel it. As if the wound is being torn open all over again. There is no rest, no healing. No moment where it stops. Only that relentless, overwhelming pain that reminds me that what was once mine… no longer is.Was it ever truly ours, Luna? I ask her in my mind.There is
First and Second chances Jason
The stacks on my desk lie in disarray, scattered chaotically across the surface. I try to find my way through them, but I get nowhere. I straighten files, read half paragraphs, put them back again. My head isn’t in it at all, and the fact that Helios keeps pacing doesn’t help. I sigh and let my thoughts run free.It has been a week already.Seven whole days since Elizabeth disappeared.Seven days without a single usable lead. Nothing but that nauseating metallic scent that surfaces from time to time, only to vanish just as suddenly. As if someone is deliberately laying a false trail.I’ve deployed everything I could. My networks, the council packs, even my best warriors who almost never return empty-handed. No one has found anything.Today I asked Lupus Delacourt to come by. The thought alone sits wrong with me. Asking him for help was never something I intended to do, but my options are running out. His networks might still stand a chance of finding Elizabeth.I let my pen slip from
First and Second chances Elizabeth
Why does everything hurt so much?My head is pounding and my entire body aches. My eyes feel heavy and I really don’t want to open them. Every breath brings a fresh wave of pain with it. I try to swallow, but my mouth is so dry it burns. How much did I drink last night? Too much, that much is obvious.I try to turn, to nestle deeper into my bed, but my body doesn’t respond the way it should. The surface beneath me is hard. There’s no blanket covering me. That’s strange.I try to organise my memories of last night, but it feels like I’m looking through thick fog. How did I get home? Cassy was there. Ethan too. I remember champagne, glasses that just kept coming. Soft classical music in the background. Important wolves laughing together, toasting. The images flicker past like shadows and then suddenly stop, sharp and clear.Mike.His arm around Annabelle. His hand on her hip. The kiss on her cheek, light and intimate. So
First and Second chances Jason
I remain standing, watching the waitress as she disappears into the crowd. I recognise the name of the pub on her back immediately.My attention shifts to Annabelle and Michael. They both look as if they’ve seen a ghost. Michael grows paler by the second, while Annabelle trembles with restrained fury. Neither of them speaks or moves. Their eyes stay fixed on the spot where the waitress vanished moments ago.I wait a moment, perhaps too long. I had expected one of them to say something, or to offer some kind of explanation for what just happened. But they both remain silent. Michael’s hand is still clenched into a fist, held close to his body, as if he has something to hide.“What did she say?” I ask eventually, keeping my voice low so others won’t overhear.Annabelle turns halfway towards me. Her eyes flick briefly to Michael’s hand and then back to the crowd. “Nothing,” she says too quickly. “It&rsquo
First and Second chances Elizabeth
Cassy is already standing behind her bar when I spot her. Her hair is pinned up, her make-up done with care. The only thing missing is her work outfit for the evening. She is standing on a small step ladder, reaching a little too far to the left to straighten one last decorative element. When she looks my way, the serious expression on her face breaks into a smile.“There you are,” she says, immediately climbing down to pull me into a hug. After a brief embrace, she looks me over from head to toe. “Huh… you look different. You’re glowing.”I laugh at her comment. “It is a radiant day,” I say with a wink. I roll up my sleeves and look around to see what still needs doing. Glasses that need lining up, bottles that have to be placed in order. Cassy follows my gaze.“Ethan’s still at the pub,” she says. “He’s picking up the last things I was missing.”I nod. “Alright. W
First and Second chances Jason
The kitchen smells of coffee and toasted bread. Sam has just left for the cinema with Betty, there was a film showing about warriors, I think.Erik is slouched at the table, his phone lying next to his plate, while Hunter sits bolt upright, calmly reading the newspaper. I lean against the counter with my arms crossed and watch as Erik spreads his fifth slice of bread.Erik’s phone begins to vibrate against the wood. He glances at it and the corners of his mouth lift immediately. The look on his face draws my attention at once, and I know who it is before he says a word. Hunter notices it too and rises from his chair as if he knows he needs to be ready. I watch quietly while Helios moves forward so I can make use of his excellent hearing.“Good morning, my fair maiden,” his cheerful voice carries through the kitchen. “To what do I owe the pleasure of being graced by your beautiful voice this morning?”I see Hunter’s eyebrow lift and I freeze without meanin
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