Jurius All who were prepared to find their mate stood beneath the full moon, waiting for The Pull. The pull is a powerful feeling that emanates from the full moon once a year. It helps you by guiding you to your soulmate, the one you were destined to be with forever. It is a feeling that gives you a sense that you need to be somewhere--a certain place, I've heard. My brother was the first to be taken by The Pull. I observed him as he shifted into his wolf, which was almost identical to mine, sprinting off into the forest. The others soon followed. I found myself becoming anxious. Sometimes a wolf doesn't find their soulmate at the age of 18 or never does, just like my sister Kathara. I glimpsed her peeking through the curtain of her window, looking down at me. Kathara was 24 and still mateless. Within her eyes, which were as green as our father's, I could see that she hoped I didn't fall into the same position as her. Gladly, I wasn't going to. At last, I was experiencing the pull.
Jurius The night I couldn't sleep after I'd returned home. How could I, knowing that my mate was a feeble human and not a wolf shifter like me? and that I'll have to kill her? I wish I had climbed into her bedroom window and ripped off her tiny neck that night, but the disappointment was just too much. Why does this have to happen to me? Why couldn't I have not found my mate instead? Then I wouldn't be in this complicated situation. I heard a knock on my door. "Jurius." It was my mom. She was here to check on me, assuming I hadn't found my mate. "The door is open," I notified her. I sat up and threw away the football I had in my hand. My mom came to me and sat on the bed. "Oh, honey," she said as she embraced me. I returned her hug bitterly, loathing the fact that my soulmate was a frail human. "Don't be too hard on yourself that you didn't find your soulmate. You will within the next full moon. My mother tried to cheer me up. Remember, your father and I didn't find each ot
Freya Spotting my first wolf last night, I went to the back of the house, hoping I would somehow see him again. There wasn't any sight of him. Recalling the way he looked at me when I was in my most painful moment, it felt almost human-like. I will never forget his stare. I'm disappointed that it was only for a short while before he ran back off into the forest. "Freya," I heard Zira calling. "I'm coming," I said, running around the house. Grandma Zoey and Zira were on the porch; in their hands, I saw they had their handbags. "Are you both going somewhere?" I asked as I monitored them. "The house needs some food supplies, and you might also need some stuff for school next week." I forgot I had school in two days. "I have everything I need for school," I told them. I wasn't the type of girl who liked going out. I loved being locked up in my room and reading wolf-shifter romances while attired in large blouses or any clothes that were oversized and felt cozy. "Freya, your grand
Jurius I exited the driver's seat and went to open the door for my mom. "You're as gentle as your dad," she said with a smile as she took her time from the front seat. I returned her smile, locked the car door, and went to the trunk to retrieve the bags of groceries. My mom thought getting out of the house would take my mind off not finding my soulmate last night. It wasn't helping. Every dark object I spotted in the supermarket reminded me of her long, curly hair and her eyes. I was starting to hate the color black. I carried the bags into the kitchen and placed them down. Kathara hugged me, showing she cared about what had happened. I then exited the kitchen, giving her and Mom time to prepare dinner. This evening, dinner was going to be a feast. It was like Thanksgiving for us wolf shifters, kept at the end of the day after every mating season. After the mating season, wolves were going to be very hungry. The mating season had an incredible effect on their appetite. Dad was
Freya "Here's another hamburger," my grandaunt said, putting more on my plate. My mouth was loaded with food; it was difficult to tell her I didn't want anymore. I was on my third hamburger. "No, I'm good," I finally managed to tell her. "Are you sure you've eaten your last burger, as it is your first?" Zira retorted. A great feeling of sadness swept over me. I reached down for a napkin to wipe the remainder of the food from my mouth. I had problems eating too much; I knew I did. Caging my feelings inside, at the age of ten, I learned I would often eat sweets or crave food whenever I felt down. Thanks to my weird and strong metabolism, what I eat doesn't seem to show. "I'm going up to my room now," I said, pulling back my chair. I felt mortified that I was eating like I was alone in my room, not realizing that I wasn't. I guess when you always eat alone, it feels like you always are. "Was it something I said that offends you?" Zira asked. As I was about to say no, I burst int
Jurius They were here; the mating season had ended. I observed from my window the members returning from the forest. There were 30 of them. The pack had received 15 new members and had lost 5, I counted. When a she-wolf finds her mate, she has to leave her pack to dwell among her soulmate pack, that was the law. I noticed my brother at the back. One of his hands wrapped around the waist of his soulmate, and he had a bright smile on his face as they both walked side by side, chatting. It was wrong for me to eavesdrop on their conversation, but I did so anyway. "My mom is going to treasure you," I heard Tate tell her. "I hope so," she retorted; her voice sounded worried. "She will as much as I do," he paused, allowing her to as well, and then they kissed. I immediately moved from the window as sadness covered my heart. His soulmate is a beautiful, blonde-haired wolf shifter. I begrudged my brother that all went well for him for his first mating season, unlike me, who was cursed to
Freya I held my head as I went down the stairs. I was having a horrible headache. "Grandma," I called. I needed Advil or any pill for a headache. The pain was too much to bear. My head felt like someone hit me in the head with a baseball bat, hard. I didn't hear her answer. "Grandma," I again called. Still, no answer. I started calling for Zira. I, too, didn't hear her as well. I went into the kitchen expecting to see them both preparing breakfast, but the kitchen was empty. And there wasn't any breakfast prepared; the stove felt cold. "Grandma, Zira!" I searched everywhere in the 2-story house. They were both nowhere to be found. I ran outside to check to see if the car was in the garage; it was gone. They had gone out. As I was about to return inside. I heard a car. I spun around. My puffy eyes squinted, blocking out the morning sunlight. Two cars were coming towards me. I knew the first car. It was Grandma's, but for the second car, I didn't. I went back to the step that
Freya Why does time fly by so fast when you don't want it to? It was already Monday, my first day at The School of the Forgotten. I closed the door of my new car, laying my backpack next to me. I soon heard a tap on the window. It was Zira. I rolled down the window. She handed me a lunch box. "You didn't have to," I told her. "What if you don't like the lunches there?" she worried. I took it and thanked her. She and Grandma waved goodbye as I drove from the house and onto the road. It took me 10 minutes to arrive at the school. A large school that looked like a century-old Catholic building. The school was dark brown, and the sides of the glass windows were painted white. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly before exiting the car. I was going to be the new kid, and I felt uneasy. I fixed my curly hair and walked straight into the building. I had my file from my previous school to help me settle in. "Excuse me, can you show me the administration area?" I asked a security