LOGINAs that feeling starts to grow, so does the look on Raven's face.At first, she just looks surprised.Then confused.Then absolutely horrified.The moment she jerks her hands away from me, I know something is wrong.Very wrong."What?" I ask immediately.Raven doesn't answer.Instead, she begins pacing the small office.Back and forth.Back and forth.Her hands tug at her hair while she mutters under her breath."No...no, that isn't possible.""Raven."She ignores me.I watch as she rushes back over and grabs both of my wrists. Her eyes close once more as she lets her magic flow through me.This time the sensation is much gentler.The warmth gathers low in my stomach.A soft golden glow that feels strangely familiar.Safe.Protected.Loved.When Raven finally opens her eyes again, they are wide with disbelief."Raven, talk to me!"She releases me immediately."Your doctor was right. Most of the drug is still trapped in your body.""I know that already.""No, you don't understand."Her
Before long, Raven has me in a different room not far from the pack dining room. As soon as she pushes me into some obscure office, she closes the door and begins to wave her hands in some way that makes absolutely no sense to me, but I am able to feel magic ripple in the air as her hands keep moving. "Okay, now that I have you alone, what is going on? You cannot send me an SOS with no other clues. Then, when I arrive you are practically in tears while speaking to the Alpha and Luna. You are better than that. I know that, you know that. What is going on!?" She asks in disbelief.I am so excited to see her and see how the rest of the pack acted around her that it takes my mind a few moments to catch up. Before I can even answer her, I just start laughing hysterically. As much as I want to stop and explain myself, I am unable until well after tears form in my eyes and run down my face."Okay, I am really confused now. What is going on?" She asks again. I take a few deep breaths as I w
In walks my very witchy cousin, Raven Ashwood, looking fierce.The room fell silent.Raven had always had that effect on people.Long black hair hung nearly to her waist, streaked with silver despite her young age. Dark tattoos wound around her arms and disappeared beneath the sleeves of her leather jacket. Around her neck hung enough charms, crystals, and enchanted trinkets to make any superstitious wolf nervous.And wolves were very superstitious when it came to witches.Her sharp violet eyes swept across the dining hall before landing on me.For a moment, every ounce of attitude disappeared from her face."Rowan."The concern in her voice nearly broke me.I had spent the last week pretending everything was fine. Pretending I wasn't terrified. Pretending I wasn't completely alone.The second I saw Raven, all of that effort nearly shattered."Hey," I said weakly.Her eyes immediately narrowed.She took in the wheelchair.The untouched breakfast.The tears still lingering in my eyes.
"Rowan, you still have not eaten much. Do you want something else? Maybe even just some coffee?" Lyall asks.I may not know much about pregnancy, but I have heard that too much caffeine is bad for the pup. One cup probably would not hurt and I do love my coffee. Once again though, the thought of something that I love makes my stomach get queasy.Instead, I shake my head while I try to think of something else that sounds good. Normally, I would gravitate towards something lighter and healthy because I am always training. This pup seems to have other ideas. "Maybe just some pancakes." I say."Pancakes? Really? I do not remember ever seeing you eat pancakes." He points out. "I know. Just plain pancakes with light syrup. No butter." I say as my stomach growls loudly again.He lets out a laugh as he gets up to go and grab me another plate. I smile guiltily as he walks towards the food line. He has been amazing at taking care of me since he found out about the wheelchair yesterday. I just
The next morning dawns way too early for my liking. On the bright side, my legs seem to have much more strength in them than they did even yesterday. I am able to feel a little more confident in myself when I stand up to get over to the wheelchair, without any help.Just as I am setting into the seat, I hear a knock at the door. There is barely a pause before the door opens and Lyall pops his head into the room. Seeming surprised to see me in the seat, he walks in and looks around. "What are you looking for?" I ask with a giggle."I am looking for whoever helped you out of bed." He answers honestly."I did this one myself. I am feeling a bit better today than before." I answer him honestly.He purses his lips like he does not quite believe me and finishes walking around my room. He might not admit it out loud, but I do not think he is able to accept the fact that I made it here all by myself. I cannot help but laugh more when he pretends not to look under the bed, while in fact, look
After the revelation that I received, I really expected to lay up all night with my mind running nonstop. The truth is, I end up asleep almost immediately. I manage to fall asleep so fast that I do not even hear my phone go off with a return messages from my cousin.Raven: You don't send SOS unless somebody is dying.A second message followed almost immediately.Raven: What happened?Then another.Raven: Actually, never mind. I'm already packing a bag.A final message arrived a few minutes later.Raven: Call me when you wake up. If somebody hurt you, they're going to regret it.Then again, I was not expecting her to message back this quickly. She has always been the type to do things on her own schedule. That is the way of most witches but she has managed to take that trait to an extreme.My eyes close without any further thoughts of her. No thoughts of anything actually. The silence is the most amazing I have had in days. That is, until it stops.All of a sudden I start getting flash
The Doctor's theory was right. I am feeling way better than I did before coming out with my friends. There is no way that I would be feeling this well if I were still at home with my parents.In my room.Alone. For days.That is not something that I ever want to repeat. The fact that I made it as
Lyall helps me into my wheelchair once again so that we can head to the pack kitchen for some much needed snacks. River picks up my blanket and takes it to the corner where a maid will come by later to grab it. "Okay, so...maybe we will avoid ice cream this time. There are plenty of other snacks t
For a few moments, neither of us says anything.The only sound is the quiet ticking of the turn signal and the occasional vehicle passing by on the road beside us. I keep my face turned toward the window, watching trees and storefronts blur together through watery eyes.I hate this.I hate feeling
I try not to smile too hard as I am wheeled back out to where my dad is waiting for me to finish with my appointment. When he looks at me, I know that I have failed as he slightly raises his eyebrow in amusement."What's up?" He asks.I swear sometimes I can almost still hear him calling me "kiddo"







