MasukZephyron's POV I opened the door a little and found a familiar face waiting there.“Talia?" Her aura was impatient and felt corrosive, and my wolf sensed it. I almost immediately regretted opening the door because I could not believe that there was one more person waiting to eat me alive, bad as everything already was. I opened my mouth to send her away—she would have no choice than to leave if I did, but she was quicker and spoke first."I want to talk to you about something important.”I wanted to shut the door in her face, but again, I stopped.“About what?" “About Aurelia." My wolf came to life at the sound of her name.“What about her?" “I want to come inside and talk to you. It's quite private." I pulled back, checked to see that I was not too naked—a towel I had hung around my waist while Lyra was still here seemed just fine, and so did everything else if she could choose to ignore the pieces of broken table."Come in,” I told her, pulling the door even wider.She stepped
Zephyron's POV I was relieved to hear Lyra storming off. The footsteps faded, and it suddenly made me feel alone and miserable, even if the feeling had already been there when I couldn't do much good in training. It was sudden for me, and confusing, because I felt as though I had woken up and then suddenly forgotten how to play hockey. I knew what Father would have said if he was there, watching me play. ‘There are sometimes, Zephyron Ellis Theodore Duskmere, that I think that you are simply not good enough to lead this pack, or anything at all.’ I slammed my closed fist on the wall at the sound of the voice in my head, while my wolf growled and shook so much I felt myself rock on my heels. It was followed by the more realistic, and far less threatening sound of my teammates laughing at the things that happened as we played in training. Someone was saying something about having to kick the puck away from a boy called Mack, because Mack would have broken the net needlessly. It
Talia's POV Speaking of Zephyron… I felt even angrier now that I remembered that incident, and how easy it had been for Gabrielle and Shayla to get away with doing it unscathed. And they had done it for one to vent her frustration over not getting close to Zephyron. Aurelia was too weak to fight them, and admittedly, so was I. None of the students bothered too, because Aurelia was the Academy’s joke and they were all glad to watch a beating at her expense. But Zephyron. I thought he could have done something. He was the heir to the Duskmere Pack. He could have breathed and it would all have stopped right there. He could have picked Aurelia right from their clutches, and no one would have even dropped a pin in retaliation. But when she needed him the most, he wasn't even there. I pointed out to Aurelia that he was nowhere to be found when she needed him, and she told me that Gabrielle had made sure to do it when he was not around, so he would not find out. And when I insisted
Talia's POV Girls like Shayla Dragomir and Gabrielle Morgan commanded power. They came from families who had it, and moved with those who held it, and only had a few who were above them to care about what they did, so when they said that no one was leaving until the necklace was found, the Academy stood still and a majority of the students had to wait. It was Friday, when the Academy closed early, so there were no professors around to maintain order—just the girls daring you to do otherwise. All of the junior students were searched, with their bags and lockers checked. The same went for the Senior Academy students, and then even their classmates too. Bags first, turned out and looked through. Then lockers later on, while they herded students like sheep. A junior boy who felt disrespected flew into a rage and let his wolf take control, and they were quick to put him down in a ruthless show of fighting ability. The students cheered at how quick they were, biting him and pulling hi
Talia If you asked me, I would say the worst thing that can happen to any werewolf apart from being cast out of their packs and into the lawlessness associated with Rogue Wolves, is being born with a weak wolf. At least, I saw first hand what Aurelia suffered for it. Gabrielle was furious that Aurelia was losing herself for Zephyron, and though myself and her were just as furious over the same thing, I was angry because I knew like everyone else that Aurelia would never have Zephyron's heart, and it belonged to Lyra. Gabrielle, for her own part, was angry that she too was nowhere as close to him as she wanted. In fact, Aurelia even seemed closer than she was. So she decided to make my cousin pay. Her frustration started as small pranks. It began with leaving small dead animals in Aurelia's locker over the weekend so that it stank by the next Monday, and random pieces of paper being thrown at her in class. Then, it slowly escalated into demeaning graffiti on walls that were m
Talia I knew that it would be hard to easily get Aurelia back with everyone. Yet, I was still family even after her rebirth, and the only one who could know that on no account should Aurelia be suddenly reminded of her past life. It would take time, but it was expected that the memories would all come back to her and she would remember everything as it happened. If she was suddenly reminded of the memories, however, the experiences would all stretch her mentally with a force enough to physically compress her brain cells and cause them to rupture and then she would die again. My job was to make sure that no one who would remind her came near. And foolish Zephyron had somehow slipped past my hands. ** I cried once for Aurelia when I saw how fast she stuck to Zephyron. I met her and told her that I didn't want to see her break, then I watched as she walked away, held my tears until I reached the restroom, and let them fall for a long time. How could I be so helpless as to stand b







