MasukWillow’s POVThe smell of ammonia and high-end hair products was so thick it made my eyes water. I sat stiffly in the cushioned leather chair, staring at my reflection in the massive, gold-rimmed mirror. Mia was in the chair right next to me, her legs swinging back and forth like she didn't have a care in the world."Mia, are you absolutely sure about this?" I whispered, leaning toward her. "We are literally skipping school. If the Alpha finds out I’m not in class, he’s going to have my head.""Relax, Willow," Mia said, waving a hand dismissively. "It’s my eighteenth birthday. I’m an adult. I’m allowed to have a mid-life crisis a few decades early."I bit my lip, looking at the stylists buzzing around us. "But the cost? We can’t afford a place like this."Mia reached into her bag and pulled out a roll of cash, a proud grin on her face. "Birthday money from Mason and my grandma. They told me to do something that makes me happy. And right now, what makes me happy is not looking like the
Willow’s POVI had gotten to class before I noticed that Mia was not by my side. I had to go back out to find her. I found her squatting in a middle of the hallway, clutching her chest. I did not need to ask her what happened, to know what had transpired. I recognised that look in her eyes and the tremor in her body. “Mia” I called gently and helped her up.“I don’t want to go to class” she said weakly. I completely understood her. When I was rejected I felt like ditching everything too.“Where do you want to go?”“Anywhere” I hung her hand over my shoulder and led her out of the school. Somehow, no teacher caught us. I didn’t know where to take her and how to get anywhere with her in her weak state. I was also still very traumatised and did not want to be outside alone but looking at Mia’s face, I could not refuse. I needed to get Mia away from the school, but I didn't have a car. My first instinct was to call Julian, but I realized that I didn't even have his number.I pulled
Mia’s POVThe sun hadn’t even fully cleared the horizon when my bedroom door flew open. I groaned, burying my face under my pillow, but it was useless."Wake up, Birthday Girl! The big one-eight is officially here!"I felt a heavy weight drop onto the end of my bed as my brother started shaking my feet. I peeked out from under the pillow, squinting at him. "It’s too early for this energy, Mason.""Not when you’re officially an adult. Here." He tossed a small, rectangular box onto my lap.My heart skipped. I tore the paper off to find the latest smartphone. "Mason! No way!""Don't get used to it" he chuckled, standing up. "Now get dressed. Mom and Grandma are losing their minds in the kitchen."Ten minutes later, I walked into the living room to the sound of my entire family belting out a very off-key version of Happy Birthday. There was a small chocolate cake on the table, cake for breakfast was a tradition and enough balloons to lift the house off the ground.As I blew out the cand
Logan’s POV"It's my dad" I muttered and pressed the answer button. He never called me. I always heard information from Lucas about what he wanted from me. This was weird. I hoped my mother was well. I pressed the phone to my ear“Hello, Sir”“Come home, now” his voice vibrated through the phone. I knew whatever it was. It was urgent. If I didn’t go home now. He would make me regret it. He did not wait for my reply before ending the call. I gripped the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. Beside me, Willow looked confused.“He wants to see me now” “What about Chloe?” she asked as she put on her seatbelt.“Oh shit” I shook my head. I was supposed to meet her. Just then, the phone lit up again. This time, it was Chloe. I answered it with one hand.."Hey, I'm a bit busy right now, I won’t be able…""Busy? Again?" Chloe’s voice was sharp, as she cut my explanation. "Logan, you were supposed to meet me twenty minutes ago. Don't tell me you're not coming""I’m sorry babe.
Willow’s POV For as long as I can remember, my Sundays have always been the same. I would wake up by 5am prepare breakfast and lunch for the house and then go to the market where I would work till 6pm and come back home to prepare dinner then I would return and keep working till 10pm then my aunt will come over, count the money I sold, check the shop properly and then together we would return home. Before I used to think that she didn’t want me walking home alone but later, I discovered it was because she didn’t want me to steal from the shop. I had followed that schedule so well and now I could finally use my Sunday to do as I pleased. It felt good to wake up by 9 without anyone banging on my room door or splashing water on me. One of the maids was kind enough to bring me breakfast in bed and it was a refreshing way to start my day.Just as I finished my meal. I received a text from Mia reminding me of her birthday party on monday. I had been so caught up in my world that I forg
Willow’s POV I stood in the silence of the pool for a while, the heated water suddenly felt like ice against my skin. His words…“We cannot work” echoed in my head, sharper than the trap that had snapped onto my leg earlier.I climbed out of the pool, my limbs felt heavy.I felt stupid. 18 whole years and I had never bothered about a boy. My wolf appears and suddenly I’m jumping into a pool with my clothes on. What was wrong with me? I grabbed a towel and wrapped it tightly around my cold frame, but it did nothing to stop the shiver that started in my chest. I wasn't just cold; I was pained. Because more than feeling stupid. I felt hurt. I let myself forget the pain of rejection just to be humiliated again. I had to go back to my room. Change out of these wet clothes and force myself to sleep. I had just gotten into the main house when I saw a figure standing in the shadows. I tried to wipe my eyes quickly, holding in the tears that were threatening to spill over, but it was







