"Let's take it from the top. Line 14, Scene 5." Ms. Penrose shouted before signaling me and Kael. My heart was still pounding in my chest as I stood in front of Kael. I couldn't believe he was the new Lucien. The one I was supposed to kiss. My eyes darted to Edward for a second and I could tell he was not comfortable. Still, I had to act my part. I looked down at the script in my hand and swallowed. “I don’t care for titles or bloodlines, Lucien. I choose you.” Kael took my hand in his stepping closer. "Even if your father disowns you?" Everything felt different. Kael's words were exactly as it was supposed to be in the play. No mockery or jokes unlike Ezra who had used the play as a way to make fun of me. "Yes." I answered softly. I stared around for a second and my eyes landed on Aurelia and Dorothy. They both smiled nodding their heads as they looked at me urging me to continue. “I’d run away with you,” I said turning to Kael. I couldn't remember the next word
CHLOE Drama practice started soon after. Standing in the middle of the stage, I stared nervously at the script in my hand. I had made out with Jett. The memory of his hands under my shirt kneading my b**asts as he kissed me made my cheeks flush. We were just praticing the some minor parts in the play. The FL, Lady Seraphyne, was supposed to refuse a marriage set by her father, confessing her love for a poor boy. “Chloe?” Miss Emerson called from the front row, tapping her clipboard. “Line 14.” I blinked, snapping out of the haze. Ezra, already in costume, stood a few feet from me on stage. His eyes searched mine, cold and unreadable. Right. Ezra was playing the poor boy, Lucien. I swallowed the lump in my throat and read aloud, trying to sound strong. “I don’t care for titles or bloodlines, Lucien. I choose you.” Ezra stepped closer, his voice low and full of emotion. “Even if your father disowns you?” “Yes,” I whispered, suddenly forgetting the next line as he look
JETT Images of our childhood suddenly flashed through my mind. Tied up and used as experiments for ritual as 3 year olds by our own mother. Everyday and night, she did a new spell on us after one didn't work. She wasn't supposed to show up in our lives again. She promised. "Miss you?" Kael asked barely able to hold back his anger. "Do not have any shame? How can you still show your face here?" Everyone was starting to stare at us. "This isn't the place to talk. Let's go." Talon said pulling her towards the parking lot. I didn’t say anything as we walked across the courtyard. My feet moved on their own, but my chest was tight. I could feel my heart pounding as I followed behind. Why did she have to show up now? Kael stormed ahead, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles were white. Talon had our mother by the arm, leading her toward our car like she was some lost guest, not the woman who ruined us. She walked beside him, calm and elegant, like she belonged. Like she
TALON Chloe's eyes turned to me after Edward spoke. My heart skipped a beat because I could see it in her eyes and Kael and Jett were looking at me too. I could see it all in her eyes. The doubt, the anger and the frustration. She was waiting for me to deny Edward's words, to say something but I couldn't. I didn't know what to say "Is it true? You're the one who put the curse on me?" Chloe asked, her eyes flaring as she stared at me. "Chloe, I-" I started and Chloe cut me off. "I can't believe this. You three are just impossible." Chloe turned walking off immediately. I ran after her chasing her down the hallway. I didn't care about the people watching, the only thing I wanted was to explain things to her. Just as I was about to grab her hand, Chloe turned to look at me. Her eyes were slowly changing color. Didn't they say she didn't have a wolf? "Don't touch me," Chloe said turning to me. "Chloe, please," I said softly, keeping my hands up like I was approach
"Are you okay?" I asked rushing to meet Edward. He got to his feet slowly, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. My stomach twisted at the sight of it. His gray eyes were glowing faintly, wilder than before, like his wolf was still lingering just beneath the surface. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and stared at me. "I'm fine," he said. His voice was calm, but I could tell he was shaken. "Seems like there’s some sort of magic on you. A curse." The word curse made my chest tighten. His eyes locked onto mine. “You know something, don’t you?” I swallowed hard, fingers twisting the hem of my hoodie. The air between us suddenly became cold as I remained quiet. I didn't know if I should tell him or not. “I didn’t want to tell anyone,” I whispered, voice barely holding together. “But yes... It all started at Jett's game. I don't know how but now I can't be near anyone." "The curse isn't for just anyone." Edward muttered making me narrow my eyes. "What?
Summer vacation finally arrived, making me super relieved. While everyone was busy planning their summer vacation, I decided to spend some time in my uncle's pack, far away from all the drama, stares, and whispers that followed me like a shadow back home. The Crescent Fang Pack was smaller than ours but surrounded by thick woods and quiet hills. It felt peaceful and I felt like I could finally breathe. No Madison. No Peyton. No Ezra. No triplet Alphas. Just me. Uncle Liam greeted me at the pack border with a big smile and open arms. His hug was warm and real, something I hadn't felt in a long time. "Look at you, kiddo. You’ve grown," he said, ruffling my hair like I was still ten. I didn't move away from his touch. Uncle Liam showed me my room allowing me to get settled in. He was the beta of the pack and he had a lot of things to do so he left me alone to handle some pack businesses. I didn’t mind the quiet. My room was small but cozy, with a soft bed, light blue c