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 looked between them in confusion wondering what that was about. "We'll see you there baby girl?" Uncle Victor looked at me in concern. With everything happening, it was easy to forget that this was new for everyone. Going to the AAP ball with me as a candidate and not to mention the luna. Me l
"Sorry I'm late." I heard a voice breach the room. I turned around to see Bridget walking in, shimmering in silver. Literally. I looked cute at the most, maybe princess like but Bridget, she was dripping in chic glamour. She was a long silver strapless dress that kind of looked like the kind they
I studied Nana Francesca, she spoke dismissively but it was kind of obvious that she was trying to take attention away from this kind gesture that she had performed. "And of course, you look phenomenal, Nana." I spoke up. Nana Francesca always looked timeless in my opinion but she looked even more
They wouldn't abandon me. I just know they wouldn't. Kat put a hand on her temple. "Goodness. This is more messed up than I thought. What does your mum have to do with this, though?" She asked. "I don't know." I admitted to her. "But I can ask her when I find her and I can't do that without Roman.







