Between checking up on Jess and her newborn and stalking Sam to make sure she gets the help she needs when her baby decides to push its way out, the days passed quickly. It was the night of the tribal gathering in the Central. I did not want to go any longer but it seemed compulsory for the Alpha to come with his mate if he had one. I wore a red velvet satin dress with black stilletos from Gianvito Rossi, and paired with a small GV3 bag. After tying my hair in a high ponytail, I wore the shimmering pearl earrings Reed picked out. With each step I took, the slit of the dress parted to highlight my long nimble legs. "Stay right there."Halting on the stairs, I watched Reed with a bemused smile. I leaned against the railings as he fished out his phone and took pictures. "We might need to keep her in here instead," Connor commented, putting on cufflinks. "You look beautiful, my love.""Thank you." I reached the end of the stairs and wrapped my arms around his waist, taking in his earth
Nursing a glass of champagne, I gaze blankly at the crowd of people talking in hushed tones. You could occasionally hear someone’s laughter ring out louder than others. The vibrant, classy music being played the orchestra added to the radiant ambience in the room. What a happy, fun event for all parties involved. Sitting in the armchair by the unlit fireplace, I shifted my gaze to my glass, watching the drink fizz with bubbles and ran my tongue over my lower lip. I covered my trembling hand with the other, anxious for my mates to return. It was blessing not to have anyone approach me but I do not think I could last long among this people. If only I had my ability to see aura, it would be easier to know who would want me hurt or not. I finished the rest of my drink in a single gulp then placed the glass on the ornamental stool beside me. My stomach tossed around like a petulant wave. I sighed and looked around for a waiter, needing another glass in my hand. Being sober did me no good
It was exhausting lying to my mates that I was all right and giving an oblivious smile to whoever gave me annoyed glances. This time my reflection did not disappear, appearing at every chance. Biting the insides of my cheek until I could taste blood, I maintained my composure. At least, I tried to. Thankfully, my mates took the moment as a sign to exit the party. As soon as we were in the safety of the vehicle, they bombarded me with questions. “I got distracted for a moment. What was going on? Why did you disappear for so long, Connor?” “Stop answering our questions with another question. What is going on, babe?” “You mentioned something about a witch earlier too.” “It was only a joke, Reed.” “I fucking felt your fear! We felt it so do not fucking cut us off like that.” “I am not cutting you off. I just need space.” “What happened to all of us communicating openly?” “Give me time!” Reed’s eyes flashed with barely contained anger, and his jaw ticked. He looked out the win
Time is fluid. It flowed of its own accord, forgetting it strung me along in the first place. It did not care that I remained stuck in a lone, silent darkness surrounded by shards of glass for hours on end. Another crinkling sound yawned as I shifted and turned on my feet. No matter how many times I turned, I could get numb to the pain that pricked the soles of my bleeding feet. It was maddening, trapped in the gnawing silence and darkness. I fed on my bloodied fingers and tried to drown the pained moans I believed came from my unguarded mind. Being alone left me to my thoughts; many of which I realized were true. It cost me nothing if only I had remained obedient and never pursued my desires. I would have become a leader worthy of Arth, envied and feared by all. Here I was, lying in a pool of regret I created with my own hands. Curse the gods! Curse the ties they spun between their children that they refer to as mating. Curse their deference to my calamity. How could they hear me
I eyed 'my' belongings. Clearly, whatever had taken over my body had a lot of fun personating me. I grabbed every last bit of things that weren't mine and disposed them in the bin. Their obsession with sparkly items distressed me. Running my hands through my hair, I contemplated what to do regarding the matter. It would be hard discussing this with Connor and Reed since they have been preoccupied with pack matters. The only other thing I could do would be to retrace the steps of the one who took over my body.First things first, I needed to meet the others. Perhaps I could a thing or two out of them. I stepped into the busy household and, right away, spot Jess with the two babies. She rocked them as they slept in the double winged cot. When she saw me, she pressed a finger to her lips and smiled. "The cookies are ready," Claire chimed, placing the tray of newly baked chocolate chip cookies on the table. "Hey, Phoebe. It's been while.""Yeah, it has." They looked different, and so
90"Who are you talking to?" Reed looked behind me, searching. "No one." "I thought I heard a male voice...""You are hearing things." He turned his sharp gaze on me, as if wondering to call me out on my lie or ignore it. I did wonder why I had to lie about calling Lucas over when they were already acquainted with one another. Have I really come to this? Keeping secrets from the ones who love me? Or 'loved' me. "Are you okay? Jess called me to check up on you." "I'm fine." The air turned awkward between us as we watched each other, expectant. I wanted him to leave so I would not have to put up with the guilt that I had lied. He raised his hands, resigned, but nodding. "I will be downstairs if you need me or something.""I'm fine," I repeated. "I didn't say otherwise, Phoebe. Gods, you don't need to start another fight.""Can you leave already?" I demanded, raising my voice. Surprised, I pursed my lips and closed my eyes. "Whoa. Fine." "I don't know why you bother when you're
91"Not again. Where am I?" On the bright side, it was literally bright compared to the horror freak show with the darkness. The air smelled like pine and roses. My voice echoed, bouncing off nothing. Was this any better than my former cage? I softly hoped my body was not possessed by another mysterious being. A glint caught my eye, drawing my attention to the ground. Gold lines slowly inscribed themselves in the ground, appearing like footprints and shimmering like dust. I followed after them, hoping it led somewhere. When I looked back, there was nothing but terrifying white. I took a deep breathe and followed after the golden prints that continued on its way. Cool breeze brushed against my cheeks. The growing weakness in my bones energized at the thought of something other than the white. As I continued on the path, the white faded away, becoming waving trees, whistling birds and a field of roses. The sky was bright with clouds despite the absence of the sun. The moon formed an
"Phoebe Woods, quit slacking over there. Come on!" I blinked into the lights and cheers. Taking in the team flags, my dark blue jersey, the audience and the court, I realised I was back in time. Panthers versus Net Rippers. The game that made me lost my bet with Reed Hastings. "Phoebe!" I glanced at Coach and gave her an apologetic smile. Familiarity pumped through my veins as the ball flew my way. I guarded and bounced the ball, looking for who to pass it to. "Zoe!" Zoe nodded at her name and reached out as I passed the ball to her. She bounced the ball across the court towards Lily. My blood ran cold as I remembered the reason why we lost. Lily was going to trip on her feet. I picked up speed, taking the ball from Lily. "Sorry!" I called out. The net was not far away. I could make the shot. I threw the ball without a second thought. With the crowd, I watched, holding my breath. I was going to make the net... A flurry of red flew in my line of sight, knocking the ball away fro