It's not quite over yet, stay tuned. Love, Author Kajal Haripersad
Will watched from across the room as Kiah struggled with the zipper on her dress and after a moment of not realizing he was there he strode towards her, grasping the zip and sliding it down with ease. The feeling of his fingertips grazing her skin was like being electrocuted and without thinking Kiah leaped away from him, not missing the hurt look on his face. For a second she wanted to apologize, but like every time her eyes laid on him, she remembered what he’d done and her face turned cold. “Don’t touch me.” Will remained frozen, inwardly berating himself for hurting her yet again when she slammed the door to the bathroom in his face. His parents were out for the day busy with preparations for the Alpha ceremony, insisting they took the day to relax before all the rush began. With the door to their room shut, Kiah exited the bathroom to find Will with his head in his hands. She knew he was beating himself up for his earlier actions, but she squashed the instinct to soothe hi
The plane ride back to Manchester gave Kiah enough time to think about her plans. The time spent at the Lockwood pack served as a much-needed time out from both avoiding Will and trying to cope with her loss. There was nothing she could do to turn back time and living in the past only seemed to be hurting both of them more than necessary and while her decision would have been different in his position, she too would have been haunted by it the same way he was. Climbing off the car, Kiah sucked in a deep breath before walking through the grand doors of the castle. In the throne room, Will was directing the troop commanders when the doors burst open, revealing their elusive Queen. For a moment everyone just stared until the clearing of Will’s throat threw them into action and one by one they bowed to their Queen, silently rejoicing her return. “You may rise.” Kiah smiled politely and the men rose, some giving her smiles and words of welcome as she approached the throne to take a sea
A tall orderThe knock that sounded on the door of her bedroom was slightly drowned out by the sound of Justin Timberlake’s voice in her ears, ripping the earbuds from her ears, she moved to the door and pulled it open, ducking from the fist that nearly hit her in the face.“Shit, sorry Star, Dad’s been calling you, but I guess you didn’t hear him,” Joseph smirked at the earbuds thrown haphazardly on the bed beside her phone.“I wrote my last ever high school exam today, sue me for taking some time to relax.” She rolled her eyes and pushed him out of the room, closing the door behind her.“Yeah, I don’t miss that one bit,” Joe smirked down at his signi
How to destroy an enemyONE YEAR LATERStar zipped through the forest with her bow in hand and the contents of her backpack slamming against her lower back almost painfully. She managed to lose the first three wolves that had her in its sights, but her relief was short-lived when she was ambushed by a group of five rogues, ones who were currently responsible for the adrenaline coursing through her veins.Star saw a tree with a fallen trunk beside it and decided that it was time to abandon flight. Her left foot stepped onto the fallen tree trunk and boosted her enough for her to grab hold of the first branch, with her bow between her teeth, she swung herself upwards and intertwined her calves around another branch just as the wolves caught up to her.
The enemy of your enemy is your friendStar leaned against the kitchen counter of the Sheriff's house when she saw lights in the driveway. The room was still dark when she heard keys jingle in the front door keeping her body hidden from view.“Good evening Sheriff,” Star spoke when he threw his keys onto the table beside the door. Not expecting the intrusion, he drew his gun from the holster and approached the kitchen with it in hand.“Who are you?” His voice sounded pissed off and under any other circumstances, she would have laughed.Star stepped into the light, letting her face come into view and when realization dawned on him, he dropped his weapon.
A wolf in sheep's clothingStar’s face was caked in dirt and blood as she dragged a dead wolf, leaving a trail of blood behind them, approaching the house she sucked in a deep breath, her brain involuntarily jumping to the previous time she was in this position.“This is for you Dad, Joseph, and Noah.” She whispered and trudged across the backyard, dropping the body right outside the door.“Star?!” Mike rushed out of the house with a look of concern on his face and if Star didn’t know better, she would have thought it to be genuine.“Uncle Mike!” She accepted the hug he gave her, ignoring the way her skin crawled when he touc
Trust is priceless When Star arrived in the room Stone had prepared for her, she placed her bag down on the bed and sighed out loud. Never in a million years would she have thought she’d find herself in such a situation, but nothing from the moment she found out who her father really was, was normal, or how she’d ever pictured it. The axis of her entire existence was thrown out of balance, but if the past year had taught her anything, it was that she was adaptable and no situation would get the better of her. Looking up at the sky she pictured her mother staring back at her with loving eyes and a proud smile the way she always had as a kid. Her mother’s death was something she’d come to terms with years ago, but she had a feeling she wouldn’t see the rest of her family
A double-edged swordStar crouched low behind a fallen tree trunk at the tree line and waited for Stone’s signal, he peeked from behind a tree and motioned for her to follow him, together they broke into a sprint across the short clearing between the trees and the first house on the southeast border of the pack.They weaved through the houses, ducking below windows where families gathered around a television or pups were being put to bed. Star made a point to count the number of people in each household, scratching the number onto her forearm for reference.Star’s body jolted to a stop when Stone held up a fist, the packhouse was in view, a few small groups lingered around, while lone wolves moved with a purpose, going somewhere. They were well hidden in the shado