Third person POVLook at Ryan carefully, his chest is moving slowly. Running to his side, Sally immediately cupped his face and called his name.“Ryan,” She started softly, and then gradually she lost patience. “Ryan.”The groan, surprised her, but sure enough, his eyes widened next. "I like hearing you say my name." His voice was hoarse.Unintentionally, she hit his chest before apologizing. "I'm sorry. Oh my God!"“Is that any way to welcome a mate who has just returned from the dead?” He was joking.Sally stared at him and said. "That's not funny at all."Sally didn't waste a second as she threw herself into his arms, crying into the crook of his neck, all the while inhaling his sweet musk. “Please don't do that again.”Ryan wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tighter, never wanting to let her go again. “I love you too,” Her breath hitched and she buried her face deeper into his neck.After a moment, they let go and looked at each other, looking for more casualties to fi
Sally's POVThree months after the devastation, to say things are back to normal is an understatement. Everyone is still saddened by the loss of half of the pack, but they are our heroes, in our hearts and our memories.I returned the next day, with my enemy's head in a sack. I asked everyone in my family if they knew what he had done and was about to do. When I asked about his parents, everyone bowed their heads in respect.Arnav informed me that both of them committed suicide because of the old Donne's rule.I need to abolish that regulation and replace it with a more reasonable penalty. They were both innocent, they were just pawns in the game and they had to pay for his actions, may their souls rest in peace.That night we held a proper funeral for them. We all paid our respects. Our allies also came to pay their respects.The ceremony was over, everyone had gone home and I stayed at the burial site and stared at Oliver's portrait, thinking that maybe I hated him just because he w
Sally's POV“Sally, why are you always so stubborn?” My grandfather's voice shouted, waking me up from my sleep. Sitting upright on my bed, I gasped, taking in some air to fill my lungs again. It was just a dream - no, more like my typical nightmare.Suddenly I realized that my nightgown was soaked with sweat. My hair stuck to my face and neck, and obviously, I was sweating.I'm a hundred percent sure that the air conditioner was working fine yesterday, I think. But for some reason, this morning, I felt like I was sleeping in a human-sized oven because it was so hot. Although deep inside me, I had a thought that Grandpa intentionally cut off the air cooling system just to torture me or maybe it was broken.Right now, that's the least of my problems to worry about. I got out of bed, took a cold shower, and got ready for school. My class was going to start at 9 a.m. but the clock on my bedroom wall showed it was only 6:30 a.m. Rolling my eyes, I headed towards the bathroom because I nee
Sally's POV"What's the next class?" Athena asked as we left the room.I stopped and stared at her for a whole minute. "Athena, our senior year is almost over and you still don't remember what grade we were in?"She shrugged indifferently and walked ahead of me.I shook my head in disbelief and followed. “Advanced programming,” I said as I caught up to her."What?"I sighed. "Next class, it's Advanced Programming."Athena's mouth turned into an 'o' shape. "Wow, okay! Good luck with that. I'll wait for you at the library." She had two hours free because she was an Art major and she would rather skip half of her time in class to wait for me in the library.While I majored in Information Technology and minored in Fine Arts, I had to take everything seriously.I know most people will ask why a granddaughter of the legendary Donne family would go out and study Information Technology, and why not just stay at home, and take over the family business or major.I wasn't interested at all in be
Sally's POVIt doesn't affect me as much as it used to because I've been through worse than receiving a glare from him. My grandmother was the queen of the Donne family. I had the idea that she knew what happened to me when she was away in Paris that one time.If she saw what was done to me, she would have everyone's heads on a silver platter, including my grandfather's, but then she would kill herself because of Donne's code.They have these rules. If you kill one of your family members, one way to repent or be punished is by scarring your own body. Otherwise, you have to chop off one of your toes fingers, or ears. Awful! So imagine what you'd have to do if you killed Donne's entire family - you'd kill yourself. Overall, it's a stupid rule.I looked at everyone with a bored expression. The second the old man sat down, I took my seat. All he could do was glare at me."What did I miss?" Grandpa asked his right-hand man, Mr. Aiden, about the reports."About 20 men from the Black Python
Sally's POVHowever, without a doubt, I know for sure that it will give everyone who has had a bad night, a little bit of hope. And when the sun came out a little, shining brightly on the horizon, it pushed the darkness away, albeit temporarily.The gate to the campus is still locked and I know a way to get in. Walk a little further from the main gate, near the beginning of the forest, right at the corner of the entrance. I threw my bag to the other side of the wall and climbed over it. I landed perfectly on my feet, smirking proudly to myself. I keep going to the destination in mind.The gentle cold morning breeze is the fresh air I need. It may sound strange, but I find the quiet and the small stream of light in the forest very soothing.What makes me a psychopath? I laughed at my unfunny joke.Glance around this place. I love the way the leaves fill the branches as they sway back and forth in the wind current. The rustling sound of fallen leaves on the ground crunched beneath my fe
Sally's POVI am half of them, as my father is French, while my mother is American - yet, I am still one of them. Honestly, I love hanging out with my grandparents from my mom's side. They're normal, but despite being normal, they're pretty cool.They have so many stories to tell, stories from their younger years, and they make me want to have what they went through. Explore the world, meet different types of people, and fall in love.As much as I wanted to be with my parents, I couldn't because this sounded stupid, my intuition told me that I had to be on this side of the family. I don't know why, but I just have to trust my instincts no matter what's going on.My breathing was furious because of the terrible training my grandfather had put me through. These so-called new drills by this inexperienced instructor are ridiculous. These are all children's movements."Again," The instructor's annoyed, womanly voice echoed throughout the room, "This time raise the knife a little higher." H
Sally's POVAthena exclaimed excitedly as she stretched her arms over her head, very relaxed. "That's great." She chirped, her eyes still sparkling like a kid in a candy store."What?" I pretended not to know anything.The girl is clueless, okay."The whole movie." She grinned like a Cheshire cat.I smirked. "Are you sure that's the whole movie or do you mean the part where the male lead is shirtless?" We just finished watching the movie Dracula: Untold.Athena giggled like a crazy girl. I know her too well. I shook my head in disapproval. "You can see for yourself if that's all you want to see." I walked ahead of her, my stomach grumbling hungrily. I skipped lunch and dinner, of course.Athena pouted. "Where are you going?"I rolled my eyes. "Try to find food.""Why don't you say so, I know a place."Narrow your eyes and judge her - this girl is crazy, I tell you. Athena dragged me to a restaurant not far from the movie theater.I was already sitting when suddenly I heard someone cal