Lory’s POV
One more day. One more day. I was so excited, it was hard to sleep. I had everything planned out. The money was ready, all my most important things were packed. I had a solid plan. Today after school, I had my last shift at Ben’s auto shop. Ben was the only one I had told about my plan. He was sad, but he understood why I had decided this way. Ben was the only person I could discuss with over the past month about what and how to do things. He was so wise and gave me so much good advice. I am forever grateful to him and will definitely call him from time to time and visit. We had repeatedly discussed how it would be wise to do things. My plan: 1. Work and earn money to start off - I managed to save enough money at Ben’s to cover a couple of months’ rent in the new place. I’m not entirely sure, but I think Ben paid me more than a helper would normally earn. I kept the money at Ben’s because I was afraid the twins or Nancy would find it and take it. I was sure that my money was safe with Ben. 2. Find a small town to move to in the future and make sure it’s possible to continue school there - Ben also helped me with this. He had a friend who lived in a small town called Moon Stone, which is a few hours’ drive away but is at the foot of the mountains and seems like a nice, quiet town to start a new life. I was already able to look at street views on the computer and explore what activities are available in that city. I already looked into the available accommodation options, and Ben and I calculated my financial ability to allocate money for lodging as well as the limits of my budget. There are rooms available for rent in the town, and some rental places are even right next to the school. I often looked at the city map and tried to familiarize myself with what I needed to know (where the school, work, laundromat, store, café, bus stops, etc., are located). 3. Spend time with Robin on the morning of my birthday so he wouldn’t be sad. He is the only one at home who remembered my birthday was coming up and he was so excited. I wrote a letter to Robin, which I planned to leave among his things after I had already left. 4. Take the documents from school on the morning of my birthday - I need to take my documents with me to start at the new school. I don’t want to come back for them, at least not initially. This will definitely be stressful for me, as things have never gone exactly according to my plans at school. I really hope my plan works. 5. Go to Ben’s, take my money and the bus ticket I bought earlier, and say goodbye to Ben. I had bought him a gift. About a week ago, I was walking from school to work when I suddenly stopped at the bookstore window. There was a statue of a female wolf with smooth, dark fur and dark brown eyes, sitting and watching something in front of her with interest. I couldn’t quite understand why it seemed like the perfect gift for Ben, but it just felt right. Fortunately, the statue wasn’t particularly expensive, so I was able to buy it for Ben. 6. Gather my courage and get on the bus to start my new life. Although I hadn’t initially looked for a job right away, I assumed I would look around once I got there and hopefully find a helper position. But Ben had been helpful again. He had a friend, Robert, who owned an auto repair shop in Moon Stone and could offer me a helper position similar to what I had been doing at Ben’s. I went over all the points in my head and was truly grateful that Ben had come into my life because it would have been much harder to start my new life without him. I turned over and thought, tomorrow is the last morning I will be mocked, the last morning I have to make breakfast for everyone, the last morning I have to see the taunts on my locker at school, hear how everyone belittles or looks at me with disdain. I’m sure the whole world can’t be like this, there can’t be Jacks and Jackies everywhere, and even if there are, they won’t affect me. Although my thoughts were in order, I still felt anxiety, fear, excitement, and a hundred worries about everything that could go wrong and prevent my plan from succeeding. I gazed out of my window at the moon, praying that tomorrow—and the life ahead of me—would be as good as I truly deserve. I refuse to believe that I was born into this world just to live alone like this.Lory’s POV I had reached peace and I had nothing to regret. I knew that I had got my goal, which I really needed to get. It was necessary to remove Fiona and her evil from the world. I couldn't leave her there to destroy my family. She had done so much harm and I couldn't let her go on anymore. I had found peace and that was enough for me at the moment.Naima and I would have liked to stay with our mates, but our happiness is not greater than all the happiness of others that had been destroyed by Fiona. The more I had rested, the stronger I felt I became. My body was dead, but my and Naima's jorney wasn't over, we were strong together, and I didn't feel alone.In the great emptiness, I closed my eyes and thought about all the elements that were in nature: water, earth, air, and fire. I was able to create my own reality for me and Naima, where we can be together. "Look, what do you want our world to have? The forest, the clearings, the hares, who to chase?""And the Moon," said Naima
Lory’s POV My wolf could no longer protect me, we had united, but her strength was not infinite either, and since we were fighting together, she could not heal me. My hand was sore, I realized that Naima had taken much of the pain, but that didn't change the fact that I couldn't use the wand with that hand anymore. Fiona was in triumphant fashion, but I hadn't given up. I knew that giving up couldn't be an option, because everyone else depended on me winning. I couldn't give up, because everyone else would be dead with my death, because Fiona would then be invincible and she wouldn't leave anyone who had opposed her alive. Jackon had reached me, and he was ready to attack Fiona, who had already cast her spell in her groove. Jackson raised his shield and pointed it at me as well. I could see that his shield was stronger now that he was closer. But he was already getting tired. Fiona aimed the fireball at Jackson, and I pulled it to myself because I knew it could damage Jackson's shie
Lory’s POVWe had been aware for some time that Fiona's witches had tried to poison our water supplies, and we allowed it to happen beautifully. By that time, I had managed to master my elemental control abilities nicely, and thanks to that, I had no problem separating the poison from the water. This gave us the advantage that they didn't know our true strength. Fiona had an army of witches, and it was good for us that she planned to come after us with only a partial army, as it would have been difficult and would certainly have resulted in deaths if she had come to destroy our pack. We were ready for anything, but this move was in our favor. When I understood what they were planning, I gave everyone the order to submit to the roots, and we could take the battle away from our weakest without a single casualty. Fiona didn't realize that when she was directing her fire at Jackson, I was actually directing the fire and Jackson was projecting his defense onto me and my parents. We protec
Fiona’s POV They were finally here. Their energy was drained, and I was satisfied with that. Everything had been so simple, so logical. Of course, it had—we had planned everything meticulously, leaving no room for mistakes. I was certain of our success. Everything was in place for the ritual to proceed. Ester and Leena had already prepared everything at our camp; now, all that remained was waiting for the right moment. For both wolves and witches, the full moon is a source of power. And since this mutt was a hybrid, the moonlight would be at its peak during the full moon—the strongest possible time to strip her of her abilities. The wolves had made feeble attempts to attack Laura’s witches as some of them regained consciousness, but their efforts were weak and ultimately futile. At our camp, everything was ready to conduct the sacrifice. We had gathered in the clearing, where Lory was staked to the ground, shackled beside her parents. Each of them was encircled by rings of salt
Fiona’s POV We have repeatedly tried to extract Melisande from her cocoon, but nothing we have done has worked. We have wasted too much time on this, which has only given the wolves the opportunity to grow stronger. The day after our attack, we were fortunate enough to seal their entire pack within their territory. My witches maintain a barrier around them at all times, ensuring they have no contact with the outside world and no means of escape. Their supplies have not yet run out, but soon they will. Soon, they will be desperate to find a way out. I am certain they will secretly attempt to create cracks in our defenses, and that plays perfectly into our plans—allowing us to destroy them in small groups as they try. Additionally, we have altered their drinking water. They have not even realized that, with each passing day, they are consuming our enchanted water, which gradually weakens them and makes them ill. One more week, and they will be perfectly ripe for our attack. I wi
Lory’s POV It was time for a shower again, I thought to myself with a smirk. I knew we had to get moving—we couldn’t just stay in bed all day. There was so much to do, and at the same time, our abilities needed to keep developing. After a quick shared shower and getting dressed, Jackson and I headed downstairs to the kitchen. I was starving—my body needed food, and my stomach growled loudly. Jackson just laughed at the sound and started pulling food out of the fridge. “I’ll make you a hearty omelet with bacon. You haven’t eaten properly in a while. In the meantime, you can have one of Mom’s pastries—she saved some from breakfast.” I smiled at him, nodded, and grabbed the basket of pastries Helena had made. They had always been amazing, and I couldn’t wait to taste their delicious flavor again. “You’re finally awake,” Mom said as she walked into the kitchen. “We were starting to think you’d sleep through the entire day,” Dad added as he followed her, placing a quick kiss on my
Lory's POV I was so tired after these rituals that I didn't even notice when I had fallen asleep. When I woke up the next morning at Jackson's parents' home, I couldn't even figure out where I was. I felt different, something had changed, and I wanted to see if that change would show in my appearance. Looking at myself in the mirror, it seemed as if I had developed an orange and silver glow in my eyes. "Naima, how do you feel?" “I don’t know, I feel rested and full of energy, like I’ve finally been set free. I can’t wait until we shift so I can test whether anything has actually changed,” she said cheerfully, bouncing around in my mind. “I feel the same—rested and free. Like I know exactly what I need to do, and I’m ready to act.” “Well then, what are we waiting for? Let’s get moving, ladies!” Naima laughed. I heard the door to our room open, and I immediately knew that Jackson had returned. I hadn’t closed the bathroom door, and he walked in, standing in the doorway with a spec
Lory’s POV Jackson and I stood before our people. The air was charged with magic. The moon, now high in the sky, was clear and illuminated our gathering. Its rays, combined with the glow of our torches, reflected off the lake at our feet. The faint rustling of the forest surrounding the clearing added to the atmosphere. We needed to complete the final part of the mating ritual first. Jackson had already marked me, but there had been no witnesses at the time. Now, he had to bite over my mark, and I had to mark him in return. It was strange—this act was inherently intimate, but we had to skip the more sensual aspects, as I wasn’t willing to perform that part in front of others. Thankfully, it was no longer required as it had been in ancient times. I felt our connection deepen. I hadn’t thought it possible for it to grow any stronger, but it did. We both felt it. Our minds were more intertwined, our emotions more connected. I focused solely on him, and I could see the energy flowing
Lory’s POV Our wolves—our pack—arrived within minutes of realizing we had returned. They were prepared to defend us, though thankfully, it wasn’t necessary. They had fled, and I was glad they had—at that moment, they had no other choice. Today, history did not repeat itself. “Gather our fallen, and our elders will lead the burial ritual,” Jackson said. With the wolves came witches who had recently joined the pack, ready to fight alongside us against Fiona’s rule. I watched as their eyes scanned the fallen witches—those who had died in battle—but they remained silent. They knew that these witches had been enemies of the wolves, but they said nothing. **“Gather all the fallen witches, perform the rituals to ensure their spirits find peace, and bury them beyond our eastern border. Our patrol must be restored, and six men will accompany you to keep us connected in case you need assistance. If anyone attacks, you must return within the borders immediately,”** I instructed firmly.