The clearing was packed as everyone mingled and ate their body weight. It was amazing to see how much food was laid out and how quickly it all disappeared. You would think wolves were the ones who had four stomachs, not cows.I had been introduced to so many people that I couldn't keep them straight if my life was at stake. At first, I tried associating a feature they had to their name. Then I tried connecting it to something that they said. Eventually, I stopped trying altogether as dozens of people swarmed me, all eager to shake my hand and introduce themselves.I had to wonder, just how many of these people knew about my past. Would they look at me differently if they knew that I was deemed clinically insane? Granted, their existence cleared my name, but a reputation based on lies still had the ability to destroy a person.Maggie and Mr. Miller, who insisted I call him Leo after an awkward encounter at the buffet, sat next to Gabriel and me. It was disappoint
Elena sat at the foot of my bed, loosely hugging a pillow as I told her all about the evening. She was absorbing everything I had said and asked me for every person's name and a description so she could be prepared. I was wondering where she had snuck off to at the party. I had assumed since Athena was nowhere in sight either, that they snuck off together. It had never crossed my mind that my parents freaked out after I left and refused to let Elena go to the 'Barbeque' being held in my honor. "I hate that I was stuck here while you got to meet the pack without me. I know that you're important since you're their Luna, but it would have been nice to be there too so I could put faces to names." She whined. Her eyebrows pulled together, and I could genuinely see the stress pouring off of her. "Athena said she was going to be in trouble for bailing on the gathering to be here with me." "Don't worry about that. I'll text Gabriel. She will be fine." I assured her,
The last thing I expected was for my mother to charge at me with her arms outstretched. Her face was red, and the war cry that ripped from her throat made my hands fly up in front of my face to protect myself. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Elena jump up from where she was sitting on the bed, stunned by what she was witnessing. "What have you done?!" She screamed at me again as she gripped my shoulders in both hands and began to violently shake me back and forth. "You corrupted her!" My head bobbled around from the jerking motion, but my arms stayed up in front of my face. I tried to open my mouth to defend myself... to explain, but all that came out was a weak whimper for her to stop. I tried to pull free, using my forearms to fight against her hold on me, but it was no use. Then she broke loose. I opened my eyes and lowered my hands as Elena stood behind my mother, both arms wrapped tightly around her waist to restrain her. "Mom! Stop it!" She scr
It was dark when I was finally able to open my eyes. My chest hurt with each inhale, sending shocks through my body as I did so. It took me several minutes to realize that I had been put in my bed, presumably by my father. I blinked several times. My mind was fuzzy, and my tongue dry. A quick glance around the room confirmed that Gabriel was nowhere to be found, and that was unusual. Ever since we had gotten past our fight, he always slept next to me. I figured he was just kept late again today. That would be nothing new. My neck and jaw protested when I turned my head to get a peek at my alarm clock. The green numbers flashed that it was 4:35am. I couldn't think straight as my mind was fuzzy, but I knew he should have been here by now. As I painfully pulled myself to an upright position, a wave of dizziness and nausea washed over me. It was stronger than normal, more intense. Everything about it felt wrong. She had given me too much. I needed
The sound of my bedroom door slamming against the wall woke me. My eyes cracked open, but my body refused to move. The rancid smell coming from the porcelain bowl below me had my mouth watering with the need to repeat the actions of the night before and empty my stomach again. Dry drool or vomit was stuck to my cheek, causing me to grimace when I felt it.Several voices filled my room, some calm and confident, and others were frantic and angry. I turned my head before dropping it back on my arm where I was still able to see the visitors in the doorway. The room was no longer spinning, only I was. It felt as though my brain had a blanket wrapped around it, keeping the heat trapped in to cook my body from the inside out, while blocking me from being able to comprehend what was happening."You can't do this!" My sister's familiar voice echoed through the small room, and I groaned from the way my head pounded from the volume.A flash of blonde hair pushed through th
The process of getting fingerprinted, having my belongings logged into their system, and being assigned my room took longer than necessary. It was as if they enjoyed that I had to stand there with vomit in my hair and dried to my face. I was given a loose-fitting outfit, similar to what the workers were wearing, only while their scrubs were a dark blue, the patients were white. Several hours and angry comments from me later, I was brought to my room. One would think they would hurry up when they were getting verbally assaulted by a pissed-off, allegedly mentally unstable patient. Instead, it seemed to slow them down, and the angrier I got, the more amused they were. The room had two beds, one was empty with nothing more than a thin blanket and a flat pillow, and the other had the sleeping body of my new roommate. "This is Waterman. Best not to wake her, or she might try to stab you." The man said with a laugh as he kicked the metal frame of her bed. I
"Tell me about how you are settling in." The woman asked. Her long brown hair hung down her side in a braid. The fluorescent lighting of the room caught the ring on her left hand. I stared at the way the gold band shined.Vampires don't get married, do they?If werewolves mated, surely vampires could get married. Or, maybe they brought in a human to mix it up. To confuse the patients so they wouldn't know who was supernatural and who wasn't.I narrowed my eyes at her. Her dark skin was flawless and was complemented by the light pink blouse and black dress pants she wore. She didn't look dead. Then again, I didn't know what vampires looked like. Were vampires even considered dead? She could be one, but how do I find out?"How does it feel to be staying here instead of with your family?" She tried again after realizing I wasn't going to answer her first question. My head cocked to the side, my long blonde hair hanging free as my ponytail had snapped earlier
The dimly lit corridor gave me an eerie feeling, and I knew Kaylee (or Waterman as the staff liked to call her) felt the same. Periodically, we would glance behind us on the short walk back from the showers to make sure that the only people in the hallway were the other occupants in our block. I eyed the orderly suspiciously from where he watched over us from the end of the hall. He didn't need to be there. That's why they had cameras in the corner of every room. The way the sickly-looking man examined each person made me feel the same way I did when he showed up at my house to take me away. It was disturbing and violating as if he had x-ray vision. Unfortunately for him, it also made me want to smash his face. The bug-eyed man definitely looked like he could be undead or at least some nasty blood-sucking leech. When his eyes met mine, my lip curled in disgust and his into a smile. I could practically hear him from the way his eyes bore into me. He was saying, You will do. Your turn