Becca POV.The steady, rhythmic beat of drums echoed through the streets, mingling with bursts of vibrant colors and lively music. It was a day in the month of June, when all the inhabitants of Havenwoods would come together to celebrate and feast. But as I looked around at the decorations and smiling faces, I couldn't help but feel that it was all for show. Every 13th of June, we gathered in the grand city hall to commemorate Haven Feast - a day where humans and werewolves supposedly celebrate their harmonious coexistence. But deep down, I knew it was all just a facade. Despite the cheerful atmosphere, I couldn't shake off the feeling that this celebration was nothing more than a hollow charade.How could we easily forget the way these monsters came and took over everything from us leaving us in fear every day and let's not forget the stupid prophecy that has taken away many innocent bloods.."This is going to be mine and Carter's first official date at the Haven's Feast," Lola excla
Becca's Pov Gently treading down the stairs, I glance up to see my mother gazing at me with overflowing pride. Her eyes sparkle with joy and love as she takes in my appearance. "You look absolutely perfect," she exclaims, beaming at me. My heart swells with warmth and happiness at her words. "Thank you, mum," I reply, returning her smile with equal enthusiasm. My eyes wander over her, taking in every detail of her ensemble. She looks stunning in her sleeveless, black gown that hugs her figure in all the right places. "Wow, dad won't even recognize you," I tease, praising her beauty. She gives a playful twirl, showing off the flowing fabric of her dress. "Oh stop it with the compliments or we'll never make it out of here," she laughs. We step out into the cool night air, the soft glow of streetlights illuminating our path. Excitement bubbles within me as we make our way to the grand hall where the feast is being held. The rhythmic beat of music drifts through the air, growing louder
Becca's POVMy stomach clenched as I stood in front of him, forced to swallow the bitter pill of his presence. His hand reached out towards mine, a smirk playing on his lips. I could feel the heat of anger rising within me, but I refused to give him the satisfaction he wanted. Today, I would not succumb to his games. With a slow and deliberate movement, my hand met his in a show of false civility. The touch was like ice against fire, sending shivers down my spine. But I held steady, determined not to let him see how much he affected me.As Bas pulled me closer, our bodies swaying to the rhythm of the music, I couldn't escape the intense gaze of his gray eyes. It was as if he was trying to read my thoughts, searching for any signs of vulnerability. But I wouldn't give him the satisfaction. I squared my shoulders and met his gaze head-on, a defiant spark flickering within me."See you've been busy " he said as he stared at Max" What I do is none of your business ," I replied, my voice
Bas POVI didn't mean to hurt her. I just wanted to ease up the tension. To see if we could be on the same page. What the hell was I thinking. She hates me and she never will forgive me. I was a monster in her eyes, a beast who devoured her slowly. How could I ever think we could be something acquaintance maybe ." Save your apologies, Bas. They mean nothing to me." She said.Her words hung heavy in the air, piercing through my heart like a thousand icy shards. Each syllable felt like a blow, reminding me of the irreparable damage I had caused. The pain was relentless, and as I looked into her eyes, I saw nothing but disappointment and hurt.I open my mouth to speak, but just as the music abruptly halts, she turns and walks away without a second glance. In that moment, I feel like I am stranded in time, unable to move or utter a single word. As my father stepped up to deliver a speech on unity and love, I couldn't help but feel uneasy. Despite his words of hope and positivity, all I
Bas POVWe never kill, it had always been a strict rule to never kill them So, as I arrived at the desolate old storage house in the thick woods, my mind raced with confusion. Who could have committed such a heinous act? The sun's light reflected in the broken windows, illuminating the eerie scene before me. Tom and Austin stood near the body, surrounded by wolves from our pack."Where did you find him?" I asked, unable to tear my eyes away from the lifeless figure on the ground. Cover with a white sheet"Deep in the woods, around 2 am," Austin replied grimly. "He appears to have been attacked with deep cuts to his throat and stomach.""Do you have any idea who it might be?""No," Tom answered with a shake of his head. "But judging by his appearance, he looks to be around seventeen years old."A sharp ache pierced my chest, his face flashed in my mind It couldn't be him, there was no way. I slowly approached the lifeless body, my steps heavy with dread and disbelief. I had to see for
Becca POVl anxiously stared at my phone, my heart skipping a beat with each passing second. I desperately hoped for a notification to pop out, something, anything that would break the deafening silence. But still, there was nothing. I let out a heavy sigh of disappointment, realizing maybe I had been expecting too much.After the feast, Max and I continued chatting late into the night. It felt like we were the only two people in the world, lost in our own little bubble. But suddenly, it seemed like he had disappeared into thin air. It felt like he was ghosting me, leaving me confused and frustrated."Rebecca!" Lola's voice snapped me back to reality."What?" I asked, feeling disoriented."Oh my God, you were not paying attention at all," Lola exclaimed.I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. "What the heck is happening?" Lola's question echoed in my mind as I tried to make sense of everything." I'm sorry Lola I've just had a lot on my mind" I saidLola looked at me with conce
Becca POVThree days had passed since Max's sudden death, and I was still grappling with the unanswered questions surrounding his passing. Everyone kept telling me it was just a tragic accident, but no one seemed to have an explanation for what had caused it. Whenever I pressed my father for more details, he would become evasive and change the subject.Even my friends urged me to let go and focus on grieving for Max, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. He deserved more than that from me. Yet, as I held onto these emotions, I could feel myself on the brink of breaking down. But I couldn't allow myself to fall apart - not when Max needed me to be strong."Hi sweetie," my mother's voice startled me, pulling me back to reality. I had been lost in my thoughts for hours, unable to shake the news about Max from my mind. My mother stood in the doorway of my room, her arms crossed and a concerned look on her face."You've been here all day. Why don't you join your dad and I for lunch?" she su
Bas POVDING! DING!! DING!!!The shrill sound of my doorbell jolted me from my deep slumber, piercing through my head like a sharp knife. I groaned, desperately wishing to stay in bed. But the persistent ringing only grew louder and more insistent, refusing to let me ignore it any longer. With a heavy heart, I dragged myself out of bed, limbs heavy and mind foggy from days of self-imposed isolation and numbing intoxication. The weight of guilt sat heavily on my chest as I stumbled towards the door, my steps unsteady from the effects of endless bottles of alcohol consumed in an attempt to drown out the pain and finally for the first time even though it was temporary the human alcohol worked. As I reach the door, a wave of frustration washes over me and I let out a string of curses. Who could it possibly be? I had made it clear to every member of my wolf pack that they were not to contact me. So why was someone disobeying my orders? My words catch in my throat as I swing the door open,