DAVON’S POVMia is the only person who could tell me about Vera. If she’s back, I have to be really careful and hide. Not only she could do harm to me but also to Mia. Theo told me that she would be discharge in the afternoon. I went back to the hospital dress as a utility personnel. I stole the uniform in the locker room of the stuff when I used the back door. Covering my face with a mask, I took a map and a pail, and clean the hallway on the floor where Mia was confined. I waited for a few minutes for Jeffrey or Elon, but I didn’t see their shadows. Moments later, I used the cap I found inside the utility uniform’s pocket and wears it. I went to Mia’s room and check the toilet. When it was clear that she was alone, I immediately approached her. “Mia, is it true that Vera is back?” “Davon? Oh, my God!” Mia glanced at the door, “If my Dad sees you you’re dead.”“I know that’s why I made sure they aren’t here. Is it true that Vera is back?” I checked the door every second. “Who t
Mia’s POV:Growing up in a broken family was not easy. The loneliness and the pain it’s a lot to take in. But over time, I learned to roll with it. Although sometimes I wish my life would be like other families, complete and happy.Mom works as a nurse. We were doing fine even without my dad, but then she married Jaret Colton. A police officer in our town, life became tragic. He often hurt my mom or me. I told her to divorce him, but mom was afraid of him. He threatened mom to hurt us if she left, and I kept my mouth shut to protect her. My brother Oliver is the only person who keeps us in this miserable life.“Mia!” Cheska threw a rolled paper on my face. “What?”“Gosh! Look at you, lost again. What’s up? Did Jaret beat your mom again?” Cheska came to me and whispered. “They fought this morning. I’m just worried.”“You know, if you take a picture of your mom and file a complaint to your lunatic stepdad, he would have been in prison by now.”“I can’t do that. He’s still Oliver’s dad
Mia’s POV:I am freaking out. I can feel my skin trembling in fear. Whatever! What the heck is going on here? How did this guy come out? “Exactly, Lau…I mean Mia, right?” His eyes sparkled in happiness. He caresses my cheek, and I feel a warm feeling, a tingling sensation in my whole being!“Yes. How did this happen? You’re free?!”“I think I am. You freed me!” he hugged me again. This time I let him do that. He’s been alone and trapped for fifty years. Maybe he needed a hug, but it felt so weird. “Thank you so much! How could I ever repay you?”I didn’t realize that I was dazing at him as he pulled back. He was like a God. Perfect in my sight. Aside from his long hair and mustache. I scanned his face and body with my eyes: his broad shoulders and muscular body registered in my mind. I couldn’t see any flaws. In fact, I can gaze at him forever without getting bored. How could such a man like him exist?“Ahh, are you with me?” he snaps his finger on my face.“Yeah. You’re alive!”“Ye
Mia’s POV: I watched Davon go. I know I just met him, but I hope he’ll be fine and find what he’s looking for. However, I doubt if his pack still exists. This place has changed over fifty years. Even if they are still alive, I’m sure they moved somewhere. Ding! My phone beeps. I got a message from my mom. She’ll be home late. Great. I hate going home without her. Jaret will be bossing me again. Just be patient self. One more year, and I’m out of here. I’ll be free from Jaret. I know mom will understand. “Ouch!” A soccer ball hit my arm, and I know exactly who did that intentionally. Nixon Bronx. The famous soccer player in our school. Everyone adores him. A campus crush he is. But not me. I hate him. He makes my life miserable in school. He is such a bully and a dick. So what if he got his good looks? That is not an excuse to bully someone. “Hey, Winnie! Care to pass the ball?” he calls me that. Because he said, I constantly whined during classes, especially about extra payments.
Mia’s POV:I hurried inside the house and locked all the doors. Luckily, Jaret was on the night shift. He waited for me to come home before leaving Oliver.My mind skipped Davon. After clearing the table and tucking Oliver in bed, I went to my room and got ready to sleep when Davon suddenly appeared like dust being dragged near the notebook again.“Davon!”“I can feel the notebook is slowly sucking me in, Mia,” his face gloomed.“So you’re free in the morning and trapped in the evening? Is that how your curse works?”“I have no idea, but this is better than staying in the dark for fifty years,” Davon watched the sun goes down as his body slowly pulverized and sucked inside the notebook.I flipped to the last page and asked Davon if he had found his pack. He didn’t. But he found his land and the tombstone his pack built to commemorate him and Laura. I feel sorry for him. This isn’t the world he used to live in, but I hope I can help him find his pack.I slept with Davon and Nixon, clou
Mia’s POV:There was a long silence between us until we reached his house. I couldn’t help but let out my frustrations and wail. We were on the patio drinking wine while I screamed and cursed my life in the air. Moments later, Theo came and hugged me. Nixon told his family driver to pick him up to join us to cheer me up.“I hate my life.”“Cry it all out. Everything will be fine. One day, you will have the courage to fight Jaret and end your misery,” Theo refilled my glass with wine.“I think it’s about time, Mia,” Nixon took a picture of my neck. Jaret’s hand left a mark around it and on my arm.“Nixon, I can’t. Not with my mom and brother still in that house. He’ll hurt them.”“Then when? When? If he kills you and your mom?” Nixon threw her phone on the table, pissed. He was gritting his teeth angrily.“Trust me, not now. I will when I know it’s safe.”“I sure hope it’s not too late by that time!” Nixon exclaimed, retaliating on the table.I was so baffled by how Nixon cared so much
MIA’S POV Nixon called me mate. Additionally, Davon mentioned that word. It was a thing about werewolves like partners or lovers, and I am confused why Nixon calls me that.“You called me mate. What do you mean by that?” I pretended to be curious upon hearing the word. I wanted to know if he knew what it meant and why he said that."Well, a mate is someone that you adore.”“Adore? Are you telling me that….” “Yes, Mia. I adore you,” Nixon interrupted.I don’t know what to answer, but I don’t believe him. Adore? Me? He bullied me all the time, and suddenly he’s being nice and calling me his mate. Did he ever forget that he dropped me off a few meters away from school because he was so afraid to be seen by his friends?“Are you kidding me? Do you think that word is a joke?” I shook my head and walked away.“Mia! Hey,” Nixon blocked my way, “I am not making fun of you. I mean it. I adore you.”Why should I believe a guy who doesn't want his friends to see him hanging out with me? I glare
MIA'S POV I woke up from Jaret's voice bossing my mom and remembered he would stay home in the morning. Mom is going to work now. "Shit!" I jerked off my bed. "Good morning," Davon greeted. He looked so fresh already. I could smell my shower gel all over him. "Davon! You need to go now. I'll meet you outside when I'm done preparing myself," I pushed him near the window. "Why?" his body stiffened, refusing to move. "Because Jaret is back. If he sees you, we're dead. Wait for me in the woods. I'll bring some breakfast. Go!" Davon slowly crawled out the window, staying low. He went to the bushes and continued into the woods. I felt relieved immediately. I went to the door and unlock it when mom suddenly came in. "Mom!" "Jesus, Mia! Don't startle me like that!" Mom was taken aback, seeing me standing by the door, "And why are you still in your pajama?" "Sorry, mom. I woke up late." "Packed your food before I go to work. Jaret is here," mom urged. I followed her dow