LOGINIn an academy full of children of night, jackals, witches, vampires, and werewolves. Leslie, a student and the alpha of dawn pack felt the joy of meeting his beloved mate, Lucy. But was enraged when she was claimed by Edward, the well-known alpha of the moon pack. This is the tale of fighting for what is originally destined to happen in the name of love. Fangs to fangs, claws to claws, and clan vs. clan.
View MoreLucy POV What the hell, I slapped his face thrice and pulled him down from the bed, he coughed and Anna darted in. Her knuckle pressed to her mouth as she raised her eyebrows, saying, “What happened?” I walked out and hurried to the bathroom, anger was boiling in me like the fire of hell. I feel like going back to him with a knife, and here, I wash my face with water and rubbed my long black hair to the back. This was my first kiss, and I hated that it was taken away forcefully. I hated myself for cleaning the blood on his forehead, and I hated him for asking me for help. I don’t know what they were discussing in my room, but I could sense uneasiness beneath Anna’s voice as she knock on the bathroom door saying, “What happened Lucy, please open the door.” I sat on the floor, leaning my back to the wall, and watching the knob of the door turning up and down. Anna surrendered forcing me to open the door and then became silent, at first; I thought she had gone back until
Lucy POV Here on the sofa, I watched Leslie’s tummy rising and falling rhythmically on my bed. My bedsheets was filled with the blood he poured out when Anna was treating him. Anna told me the Jackals poisoned Leslie’s body with their claws, and she promised he would get well because he spilled the damned dark as raven poisonous blood out. After Anna had gone out to buy drugs; after I sat here on the sofa for hours, I noticed a strange thing happening on my bed. It begins with his wounds; I suspect his wounds heal so fast. Looking at his closed eyes, I wondered who Leslie was and what he knew about me. Why on earth did Sheena save him even before I met him? Did he know my Sheena, too? I don’t know, but I want to know and hold the neck of the hidden truth behind this whole dark situation. Questions bubble in my mind like rain dropping inside buckets half-filled with water. I can&rsquo
Lucy POV Anna accompanied me to my room, and we had a great conversation until we heard the chirping of the night. I felt the nervousness beneath every sound, every word she spilled to my startled ears. And this night, she told me the professors had stopped tutoring and the college board had closed the school for a while because of bullying jackals. “So, the school board won’t open the school until the jackals stop the bullying?” I had asked her then. “It seemed so,” Anna had replied with a face filled with woebegone look. “What can we do to stop the jackals in their tracks?” “Many humans had lost their lives when trying to stop them.” Anna sighed, and whispered in my ear, “Only werewolves can
Leslie POV Call her a witch, call her a ghost. A strange being brushed against us amid the fight and I fell beside the girl. I rose and growled, but something stunned me, for the strange being was fighting against the Jackals. It seemed the being was a girl in red clothes, defending me. I thought she was the girl that helped me in her house until I looked at my side once more and saw her looking at me with a worried face. And then I looked towards the Jackals battling with this strange girl. But who was this another strange girl, who smelt of the witch, and why was she attacking the jackals on my behalf? I couldn’t tell, but I want to know. The two jackals jumped out of the window and dashed away, and the witch girl turned to me. She smiled; her smile was like a ripped orange juice. And then, like a ghost, a cloud of circles covered her, and she disappeared. I shifted back into human form and c
Leslie POV Maidstone, North America, 2000. What the hell is this scent? Swiftly the light went off, then darkness and stillness possessed the room. I dropped the Shakespeare’s Othello book
Lucy POV Georgetown, North America, 2000. Here, in my quiet room, I glanced through the window made of woods and watched the dried yellow leaves dropping like snow from the oak beside the quiet s
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