ORLAAfter Eva’s revelation concerning why I couldn’t tell people of what I’d been through, I just needed a way to release all the pent up tension that I had. Definitely, I’d have to get on Ella’s good side, because she’d forgotten all about what I’d told her the day before, and still believed that we weren’t talking to one another.Five months . . . was it really that long? I didn’t think that we had stayed apart for that long. Five long months of acting like strangers to one another.I freshened up and put on some clean clothes. I never really liked dressing up in anything that exposed too much of my skin, so I dressed up in a simple t-shirt and a pair of bell-bottom jeans. I moved downstairs, drawn to the sound of voices.When I saw them, I immediately jumped to give both of them hugs. “Mom! Dad!”They returned the gesture, surrounding me with warmth and a whole lot of peace. I didn’t realise how much I’d missed them until that particular moment. My father’s eyes crinkled at the co
ORLANow reconciled with Ella, hopefully for real this time, I found my way back home only to be met with calm music and a couple of strange faces.My parents didn’t strike me as the party type, but of course, they had just returned after being away for a few days. All the people that must have been expecting them back could finally come around.While trying to quietly avoid running into anyone familiar, I ended up bumping into the last person I wanted to see.He smiled and pulled me closer to him. His hand sat firmly on my waist. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”I wriggled out of his grasp and forced a smile that felt too paper thin. “I stepped out for a little while. I didn’t even know that my parents were planning to have a little get together.”“Well, I actually came here to see you. I’d like us to talk about some things.”I didn’t need him to elaborate to know what he meant. He was likely talking about us and our mating ceremony. But I didn’t want to talk about that now. I
TWO NIGHTS AGOThe chilly wind seeped through her thick layers of clothing, rendering her practically incapacitated from the cold. She pulled her scarf tightly around her neck, while looking from left to right as she walked by the roadside. It wasn’t that late, but she was having problems getting a cab to take her home. That was why she had to trek down to a less secluded area. Maybe she should have taken Mr. Blackwood’s offer to have her dropped off at a spot closer to her place just so that she wouldn’t have had to bother herself walking alone on a quiet street.She’d left with another employee, but at some point, he’d disappeared and she didn’t see him again. Something about it seemed weird, but she didn’t want to waste too much time before getting home. Her little sister would probably be waiting for her to return so that they could have dinner together.A cold sensation made the hairs on her neck stand. She cast a quick look behind her and found no one there. “Weird,” she mutte
ORLA“Are you sure you’ll be alright dear?” asked my mom. “We’ll be gone for quite some time. It’s not too late to come with us.”Somehow, I’d managed to convince my parents that they didn’t have to stay within the town since they had so much to do. Dad frequently attended international meetings and events, and my mother had a lust for adventure that made her discontent in staying in one place for too long. How they managed to stay around home for all the years they had made me understand just how much they had sacrificed for the family and the pack. It was time for them to do what they actually wanted, without the fear of anything or anyone holding them back.Now, mom had gotten an invitation to a supernatural organization that needed her expertise with ancient artifacts and widespread knowledge about the supernatural world. Dad, as well, didn’t want to be too far away from the love of his life, and somehow worked his way into getting a job as an ambassador for the supernatural commu
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