LOGINCrystal’s POV I was taken aback. For a few seconds I was speechless. I opened my mouth expecting no sound to come out but I was wrong. "Was?" I was offended and it clearly showed. Tristan chuckled. "What's so funny?" I whined. "Why did you change your mind?" After the year Tristan and
I learnt as much as I could about leading the pack. I still didn't know how Tristan did it. I had barely just graduated high school and all these people looked at me waiting for guidance and protection. It was daunting and nerve racking but I tried my best. The AAP training helped too. I was g
Crystal’s POV (One year later) I learnt to speak in silence. At least around Tristan. When he got too quiet, I knew it was time to get him to a place of isolation where he could sit in his grief without the whole world watching him. I could tell the pack wasn't the same and though our loss
Roman still hadn't returned and I could tell Crystal was worried even though she didn't voice it out. Probably worried about what I might think. But I guess seeing as to how Roman had helped us both escape, maybe I could try to overlook my intense dislike for the guy. Meggy had gotten up sayin
Tristan’s POV When I woke up I was only partly aware of where I was. It was dark but I could still tell I was in the woods. The leaves on the trees rustled with the cool air. They blocked the sky but through the spaces I could see a scattering of stars. When I looked forward I saw a girl wit
Crystal’s POV Never in my life did I ever think I would hear Joshua Melrose say those words. I knew this was technically a dream but it couldn't have prepared me for how dazed I still felt. Mikey's mind space had seemed so scattered and disorganised. But just like Tristan's, it had been in a r
"I - it -" "When did this happen exactly?" Aunt Sarah asked, looking about ready to pop a vein. "I was away when Crystal moved to Woodfell." Tristan explained. "I only got back when she had been here at least three months. And we met - in the middle of the woods." I was taken back to that day. W
It was awkward. I mean, I expected it to be awkward but I hadn't really grasped just how awkward it would be. We sat at the dining table. I sat beside Tristan directly opposite Aunt Sarah and Uncle Victor. Aunt Sarah kept fussing with the place mats on the table and kept rearranging and arrangi
We keep it a secret from Parker for obvious reasons. The only thing worse than hurricane Kat in this house is tornado Parker. "Yikes." I spoke suddenly grateful I hadn't spent the night here. "Yikes would be right." Aunt Sarah responded. Imagine a child on a sugar rush. A werewolf child on a sug
"I didn't say that." I responded quickly. "Yes you did." He retaliated. "Slip of the tongue then." I covered up. "Answer my question." I could tell he hadn't let it go but I guess he had chosen not to press. "Fine." He looked smug. Too smug. "But I don't see the point, you already know her, isn'







