Russell Marshall was the total opposite of Zayne Marshall, he had softer features, and he had a smiley face. He looked nice and less intimidating, unlike his cousin. But I still find Zayne more attractive, maybe because he's my mate, I don't know.I took his hand as we exchanged handshakes."Can I sit?" Russell asked, gesturing to the space beside me.I nodded in affirmative."You... smell like milk...." Russell pointed out.I let out a dry chuckle. Of course I smell like milk, I just got bathed with like two litres of milk."Are you okay?" "Yes, of course.""Then what are you doing here?" He countered."You're quite the curious one, aren't you?" I smirked at him.He mock gasped, "Oh my god, how did you know?!" Both of us laughed at this. "Did Zayne do something?" Russell asked again."You are bent on finding gossip." I commented."I just can't ignore when people are in distress. And I don't do gossips. I'm too busy for that."After a moment of silence, I replied, "I'm fine. Just t
Hilltop High was a school full of dramas and chaos and we have been getting them in full dosage these past weeks. Especially with the annihilation news. My friends told me that Eclipse pack planted a human spy in our school, to get hybrids who might be hiding their identity, with a huge amount of money as a prize for it. All hybrids and their families, well except mine, they don't really care if I was annihilated or not, had been in panic since then. I had been thrown into too much chaos that I almost forgot about the annihilation, I've had too much to deal with. But when I got to school this morning, I was forced back to reality. The reality of people like me. The hybrids.Three students from my school had gone missing, and their families were all over the place, the panic from everybody had increased because all the three students were hybrids. Nobody needed a fortune teller to tell us that the annihilation had begun. Tracy was
My heart raced as I stood fixed to the ground in front of Zayne, who was still sitting criss crossed on the floor of the basketball court. After he said those words, there was deafening silence in the large hall.Zayne Marshall just admitted to the murder allegations. He had taken a person's life. And he didn't look remorseful. Who was I kidding? He just said he doesn't regret it.At this point, I wasn't sure I was supposed to hear his confession. I was starting to regret ever coercing him to tell me the truth. Now I didn't know what to do with the dark information."Zayne, " I called, my voice quivering with a mix of fear and some other emotion I could figure out. "D...did y ..you say what I just .... heard you say? Or did I mishear you?" I stammered."You wanted the truth. There you fucking have it! Do what you please with it!" Zayne yelled. I noticed his voice was now a little shaky.I knew Zayne was very strict and hot tempe
The four of us in the basketball court had to take few seconds to processe the new shocking information in our brain.And when it finally sank in, the twins and I expressed our shock in unison, "What?!""What the hell?" One of the twins said."Are you sure it's Russell's? You could be mistaken." The other twin tried reasoning."I'm not dumb Jayson. This is Russell's mobile number." Zayne replied, sounding a bit annoyed that Jayson asked the question."Chill bro. Was just asking.""What could they have met for? " Jayson asked rhetorically.I cleared my throat before saying, "Uhmmm, guys, I really think we shouldn't jump into conclusions. Plus, I've met Russell once and I don't think he's that kind of person.""Sweetheart, I know what you mean but you only met him once." One of the twins replied to me, I couldn't tell if it was sarcasm or.not."Yeah, I actally agree with Dahlia. It's hard to picture Russell like that. He's like the kindest soul I know. And let's not forget that Russell a
Zayne's soft expression made my heart flutter, releasing butterflies in my stomach. Though the physical pain from the attack still hurt but Zayne coming to her rescue when she could have been killed and his visible show of concern, tended to her wounds and made it hurt less.Zayne cleared his throat and picked up her bag that had been displaced during the scuffle, from the ground and handed it to her. "Follow me. You need to treat your wounds. "I glanced at my shoulder and looked at him raising my eyebrows, "Uhmmmm, follow you to where?" He gave me a blank look, "Do you want treat your wounds or rather leave it to rot?" Now that was the Zayne I was used to. The sarcastic and arrogant Zayne Marshall, who actually cares but pretends like he doesn't."Let's go then." I agreed and we went together.After riding with Zayne in his car for over twenty minutes, I was starting to wonder where on earth we were heading to, and that was
Kendall's sinister smile sent a cold shiver down my spine as I watched her sip the tea she was offered."Dahlia, what are you doing there? Come over here and sit down already! You kept your friend waiting for almost an hour!" My grandmother scolded.What?!Kendall had been with my grandmother and aunt for an hour?!"By the way, you should have told me that you were friends with Kendall Forrest. I would have asked you to invite her for dinner or something. She's such a sweet girl. She even offered to make tea for us. " My grandmother praised Kendall, looking at her with a proud smile on her face, something she had never done to me, her granddaughter.Then it clicked and my eyes widened with alarm. I rushed over to the table where the cups of tea sat."Kendall made you tea?! Are you okay?!" I asked, what if she had already poisoned them before I came."What do you mean?" My aunt asked , eyeing me.I scanned their
I sat there in the meeting, dumbfounded and speechless. When my grandmother told me that the pack invited me to their meeting for the first time, I didn't know how to react. I couldn't tell what the motive behind inviting me was, whether it was good or bad. I started overthinking. Were they finally going to accept me as a hybrid? But I certainly did not expect to hear that my own pack wanted to get rid of me to gain more power.My mother grew up with these people, she was a bonafide member of the pack before she died and during all these years that they didn't accept me and singled me out , I just believed that that was my face and accepted it but I never knew a day like this will come.A day when my pack will tell me to my face that they want to get rid of me, that they intend to sell me out to the annihilators. Werewolves in a pack see one another as more than families, they would do anything to protect their pack members but seeing how my pac
Zayne was wearing a yellow apron , covering in flour and holding a packet of sugar , staring back at me wide eyed. "Wha ..... what are you doing here? " Zayne sputtered. I gestured towards the front door , "I ... I don't know. " My head hung low , "I really don't know what I'm doing here or how I got here ....."He dropped the packet of sugar in his hands to focus his full attention on me , "What do you mean you don't know? You show up at my house at past ten in the evening and then you say you don't know how you got here. Are you joking? " His tone was dripping with sarcasm as usual."I ... Something happened .... so I ran and ended up here. I really don't know how I got here. I guess I needed my peace and quiet , and your house has just that. I can leave if you want me to. What was I even thinking coming to your secret place without your permission? " I muttered the last part and was already moving towards the door to go out. I'd have to find a place to stay for tonight or just su