POURING RAIN AND POUNDING HEART

SCARLETT

It was the hardest and heaviest I had witnessed rain fall ever since I arrived Howling Moon. The sky rumbled with thunder and flashed with lightning.

It started from midnoon and had been heavily falling nonstop. It was already getting deep into the evening and dusk neared yet it continued to pour.

Some of the girls said it was the goddess raining down her anger on the Lycans for their sins. Especially the elders and the wealthy ones that looked down on others. Some wished thunder struck the elders and those that hurt them down.

And then while everyone wished for the rain to continue to pour, I hoped secretly for the rain to cease.

I sat on one corner of the bed leaning against the wall thinking of nothing else but Asher Donovan.

How the thought of him always snuck into my thinking baffled me.

These days he seemed to be on my mind more than anything else.

Today was our pretense day and if the rain continued to pour heavily as it was, I might not be able to make my way to