Day EightRyan's point of viewThe next phase of the plan had been Rose's idea which hadn't seemed that bad at first but was starting to feel like we didn't think it through.Alex and Avery were at each other's throat at the moment and neither seemed to consider backing down anytime soon."I don't know why you wouldn't just accept that your boyfriend is a supernatural trafficker and he should be jailed" Avery shouted, she was in his face at the moment and I feared he would punch her.Alex laughed though, he laughed like that was the only thing he could do. He laughed till Rose left the drink she was carefully sipping and was now staring at him like he was fragile. Mad.But when he finally decided to talk, it wasn't what anyone of us had expected."I should take advice from someone I met some days back, who hadn't even figured out what she wants for herself. Who doesn't even know what to do and needs help at every situation, who hides things from her mate""Who doubts that Ryan is as g
Fifteen.The amount of punches the girl gave to the boy by her right. Without a single break.Three.She gave three to the girl at her left. And ended the fight with an uppercut to the right boy's head which ended with him on the floor, probably concussed. Hopefully, he's okay and not concussed.How many minutes did this fight take?Five minutes.Quite impressive for people that were going to defend the pack if the need arises. If just their human abilities could do this, imagine training them using their werewolf abilities. My mind started conjuring images on new training moves I could use for their werewolf training, we had to work on their senses, teach them how to fight werewolf to werewolf and probably fight other supernatural creatures like the vampires and witches. I'll probably start drawing the fighting moves as soon as I get home and start them as soon as I get approval from dad.I crossed my hands from where I stood, my eyes fixed on my students as they packed their stuff
2 hours.2 hours was all I needed to put enough distance between me and the pack. I would have probably used less than that, but I spent about thirty seven minutes trying to confuse my scent so the pack couldn't find me.At the rate of what I did, only my mate could find me if they wanted. And luckily for me, I had none of that. So no one would find me.Bruises and scraps covered the parts of my body that was exposed, branches of trees piercing me at every chance they got. The moon's light was a little dull making seeing at least a few feet in front of me difficult, even the moon goddess wasn't happy with my decision to run away. Well big whoops to all of them. Therapy wasn't helping anything, my wolf wasn't still answering my calls, I mean I couldn't even turn into a wolf and I've tried plenty of times. Nothing was working. All that therapist did was make me revisit that day, made me see reason about how everything wasn't my fault. She wasn't actively finding any solution to my iss
Ryan's point of viewToday was one of those days one needed to take a break from the bar. Almost all the supernaturals in the city wanted a drink and a few humans who were being stupidly loud about a birthday they were supposed to attend once they leave the bar. If they were able to leave the bar, that is.One of the strippers jumped down the pole, did a summersault and landed on her feet quite gracefully, her waist already twisting and turning to the beat of the music before she even settled down. A vampire with a huge appetite for blood that one, even now her fangs were starting to come out, eager to have a taste. One of those foolish human cheered and clapped much louder than the others and she blew him a kiss. Guess the vampire has seen her dinner for the night. How wonderful for her and disastrous for him. "Wonderful dancer, isn't she?" Someone said. I turned to the right, the metallic scent of blood that stained his chin assaulting my nose. Another vampire, just my luck.He
If there was ever a time, the little girl was not in the same location as her father, no one could remember it. From weddings that she was too young to attend to vacations and even to the occasional war room to discuss strategies with his beta.But she was all grown now and she had a mate. An handsome mate who wanted her so much that he was even willing to leave behind his pack and family to stay with her. A mate that was so thoughtful and remembered everything she told him.All her life, she had thought Lucas would be her mate. He was certainly her first love even though he showed no desire for her, rather going for girls his age. He had been her first kiss though, one night when he was stupidly drunk that he couldn't remember anything the next day, She had balled his shirt up and kissed him hard and he had kissed her back without a care, his right hand holding her waist while the other cupped her neck. He had tasted of Brandy and cigarettes.Now she had a mate who smelled of cedarwo
Avery's point of viewI walked with the Lycan for several minutes in silence,I did not know what to say and he didn't seem like the type that enjoyed idle conversation except maybe it was to ruffle one like saying he was my mate. The moon goddess would be kind enough to give me a new mate after the last one died due to unfortunate circumstances but she wouldn't ridicule me by giving me a mate that was also a Lycan. Not only were they the ones that attacked my home and brought on this catastrophe, werewolves also hated lycans and had hated them before I was even born.That was a story I never understood when I was younger. Werewolves and lycans were once considered allies, the lycans protecting the werewolves as they were generally stronger and then after some time, the alliance just ended and they started fighting each other. Dad always told me the lycans were jealous of the fact that werewolves could go full wolf whereas they couldn't, turning into some sort of monster when they tu
Avery's point of viewThere wasn't a way in hell I was going to stay in this house for two weeks without at least checking out everywhere and everything. Ryan said he had a roommate so I am very sure I would be staying in the living room and I had to make sure it was comfortable for me. Did not need any rat sleeping close to me at night.Leaving my bag on the couch, I ventured around the house tentatively. The kitchen area wasn't as clean as the living room, thank the heavens for that. There were some unwashed plates in the kitchen sink, unfinished coffee in a mug with the words "World best boyfriend" written on it close to the coffee machine and a pair of dirty footwear by the door. I checked the fridge expecting to see nothing of importance but it was actually stocked with fruits, drinks and.....cake. Must be world best boyfriend's birthday.I probably shouldn't be checking out the rooms but curiousity kills the cat or in this case the werewolf. I checked the first room, the room Ry
Avery's point of viewDay 1Ryan wasn't someone who spoke alot. I realized that after spending few hours with him after he came back from wherever he went to yesterday, with a bag of groceries. I had just woken up from my little nap and was already feeling a little bit hungry but I wasn't about to complain to him about that. Staying in his living room was embarrassing as it is. And he behaved like someone who preferred to move around broodingly."Welcome back" I had said as soon as I saw he was the one coming in. He looked a little bit tired and was wearing a shirt different from the one he left the house in "You look tired, something happened?" I continued when he did not reply my greetings.Got in a bit of a fight with somebody at work" He had explained quickly, his eyes focusing on everything else but my face. His hand moved unconsciously to his neck but not before I saw the bite marks on his neck.I averted my eyes as quickly as possible, taking the straps of my bags into my hands