Se connecterCrystal’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
"Now we don't have to waste time with dead ends in that folder." "You told her about the folder?" Joshua asked sounding upset. "No. She found it." Michael spoke defensively. "How did she find it? I told you to hide it." He hissed at his brother. "Maybe my hiding spot wasn't the best but you're n
The black folder sat on a neatly made bed. Without thinking too much of it I pushed the door open and walked in. I didn't occur to me to pay attention to anything else in the bedroom except that folder. I walked up to it slowly, like it was calling out to me. I was just about to reach out for it
When I got out of the shower I found a fresh set of clothes laid out on the bed. Tristan had probably had someone leave them here. It was a pair of jeans and a stylish white blouse. Probably May's choosing. I got dressed. There wasn't much I could do about my hair. It had been a crazy past few day
"I just wish my mum was here, I could really use her guidance with everything that's going on." My eyes widened in interest. Tristan didn't talk about her much. Much less bring her up willingly. A sad smile came over his face. "When I was younger, I resented all the extra training she would make m







