ORLAI went to see Ella since I had nothing better to do, and being around Ophelia for too long was sure to drive me mad. I also needed someone to talk to about Svetlana’s disappearance. Her disappearance just didn’t make any sense. Maybe it was because she wasn’t much older than me, but we used to get along really well.The bells atop the doors to the dress shop chimed softly as I entered. Ella was seated by her machine as usual, deeply concentrating on her work, while also talking to someone.“She actually came over yesterday, but I guess she had some things to do so she left early,” she said.As I got closer to her, I got a better view of the person leaning against a table in front of her. His legs were crossed at the ankles, and his whole body exuded a confidence that was difficult to ignore.His head turned to the side, and his eyes were on me. Recognition flashed within his expression. “Orla.”“Maverick,” I responded through clenched teeth. He was still as handsome as ever. His
MAVERICKI shouldn’t have been so happy that she requested to spend some time with me, even if just to gain more information about the missing people. She couldn’t stand my presence, while simply being in her presence made my mind fracture and reset all at the same time.The news about her family’s missing Shadow worried me, because Shadows were incredibly loyal, and were usually under an oath. They wouldn’t just disappear unless they were killed, or they were intercepted by a powerful force. Once or twice, I’d seen the young woman watching them from a distance as most of her kind did. Even if we’d never traded words before, it still felt like there was an unspoken familiarity between us.Although I had offered to take Orla with me, she insisted that her driver must be the one to take her to my place. I could have thrown her over my shoulder regardless, but that wouldn’t have done me any good.When we got to my house, I got out of the car and waited for Orla’s vehicle to come to a sto
ORLAAfter a long time of silence and searching, Everett managed to dig out an abandoned Facebook account. The profile picture looked like it had been taken years before, and Svetlana had longer hair and a slightly chubbier face. As expected, she had no friends as well. Certainly, if Everett wasn’t as good as Maverick claimed he was, we probably wouldn’t have found her.After a little more digging, he found an address.He leaned back in the chair and placed both hands behind his head. “That should be enough for now. At least you know where to look.”I nodded. “Yes, this was just what I needed. Thank you so much.”He winked. “Anything for a beautiful lady.” He turned to Maverick and the smile dropped off his face.Maverick’s face was as hard as stone. The angles of his face stood out even sharper than usual. A faint smell of ash filled the air. It felt familiar, but I couldn’t recall where I had ever smelled such.I picked up a pen and a piece of paper from the desk and scribbled down
ORLAThe half moon sat in the sky. It looked down on us as we moved through the night.I didn’t know where Ryker was taking me, but I knew that he wouldn’t try to kill me so soon.Saint Terrir was bordered by a thickness of large trees and green plants on one side, and a sparkling clear river on the other. I knew this because my dad made it his duty to take Ophelia and I outside of our house at any chance he could get. We’d go on these long trips where he’d tell us the history of different places in Saint Terrir.From the directions that I observed, I still couldn’t get a good read on where we were headed. So I let the wind whip about my face and blow my hair in different directions.More out of fear of falling off and dying, I gripped Ryker’s torso with all the strength I had. I still couldn't understand why he insisted on using a death trap of a motorcycle for his movement. Perhaps it was to keep up with his ‘hot boy’ image. Or maybe he liked living on the edge.When I had the menta
ORLAThe waitress eventually passed out. Before she did, we managed to get a little bit of extra information. One, the ‘beast’ she had seen hadn’t killed anyone. Two, it had been a person, initially. She had seen someone hiding out in the parking lot, but when she got closer, the person’s flesh burst apart, leaving only a hulking, giant thing in its place.I didn’t want to believe it at first, because it sounded too gruesome, but there was a myth that werewolves were told as children. Something meant to keep them grounded and disciplined.If a werewolf were to eat the flesh of his own kind, he would slowly run mad, and lose control over his wolf. As if that wasn’t enough, he would also experience a terrible form of shifting, where his flesh would burst apart, instead of simply expanding or contracting to suit the form of the inner wolf.As we grew older, we learned that some myths were simply just that, and would never be proven true.Until today.Ryker’s face as he listened to the wo
MAVERICKI shot out of my bed, shaking and searching for air I didn’t know I had lost. I’d been trapped in something like a nightmare, and forced to see things that tore me into pieces.My parents, slain. My pregnant mother was begging and crying so hard that her skin turned red. My father fought until he couldn’t anymore, before succumbing to his wounds.The same images that I saw almost every night. The demons that I had been forced to make peace with. The truth that I’d been given no choice but to accept even though it left a bitter taste in my mouth and made me dizzy with rage and fear.My chest felt like something was crushing it, like a boulder sat on it. Every breath I took hurt. I couldn’t focus my eyes on anything. Sweat rolled off my skin, and dropped silently on the carpeted floor. The tips of my fingers throbbed as I fought to keep my wolf within me. My nails lengthened into claws and growls bubbled deep within my throat.The silver light of the moon descended upon me thro
ORLAI didn’t know the wolf standing on all fours right in front of me, but it was truly a magnificent beast. Eva’s curiosity blended into me as well, and I felt an urge to get even closer.Its rippling muscles indicated that it was surely a male. I felt his presence from the moment I went out to start my run, but I didn’t know that he could sense me as well.His russet fur was unlike anything I’d ever seen before. While most of his body was covered in it, the fur on his belly was a soft silver that shone brilliantly in the moonlight. Certainly, this wasn’t an ordinary wolf. I could taste his strength and power.Deep in my mind, I asked Eva, “Who is he?”Before she could offer a response, the wolf got off all fours, while still looking at me with undisguised interest. As he rested on his strong hind legs, we nearly moved back because we saw just how big he really was. Most werewolves were bigger than humans in their hybrid form, mostly reaching heights of at least six feet. But this w
MAVERICKI couldn’t protect her.I couldn’t protect her!I screamed and threw a flower pot to the ground of my study. It crashed to the ground and shattered into numerous pieces. It wasn’t enough. I needed to break more things. I needed to—“Come on! I really loved that vase.” Everett slinked into the study like he didn’t notice my rage. He kneeled beside the shards and shook his head as though truly saddened. “It’ll take a while to find a new replica.”Breathing had become difficult again, and the back of my head pounded. My body shook with anger, fear, and guilt. I wasn’t able to sleep after I’d returned back home, and now, in the wee hours of the morning, the weight of all that had transpired during the night had started to suffocate me.What if she had died? What if I had lost my mate because of my poor judgment? If not for that other strange smelling woman that somehow knew how to restrain that witch, what would have happened to Orla?I pressed both hands to my eyes, trying to st