LOGINTeresa
I couldn't tell how many days had gone by. The light from the window wasn't doing enough justice, and I was too tired to think of anything but my healing.
The herbs and the treatments the healer administered the other day were a complete waste of time. It wasn't helping. I never got better. If anything, my situation worsened.
Day by day, I looked forward to someone opening that door, walking into this place with
Kaela Clara’s return was my opening. I excused myself with the lie of feeling sleepy and headed upstairs, my heart pounding as if I was preparing for a fight with a sworn enemy. But honestly, it all felt like the same thing. Closing my door quietly, I dressed my bed with a decoy, just in case. Those things were not enough to deceive my mother, but I still had to do it, hoping her exhaustion would get the better of her and prevent her from doing the needful. It didn’t prevent her from sniffing my hair. What else could she do? Shut up, Kaela. Done with the bed, I struggled into a black turtle neck and matching pants, then wriggled my feet into black sneakers. I was ready. Then I waited. One minute. Then two. Then five. Then ten. This was the moment. I snuck out of the room and slipped through the hallway carefully, heading for the back stairs case. Going for the main one meant running into Jorren, and it won’t end well. Then I heard footsteps. Damn it! Damn it! I looked this
Kaela The biggest issue with having an illegal secret plan was the problem of execution. Unfortunately for me, execution in my case required that I escape a mansion filled with guards, maids, an overzealous mother, a woman who took her job a little too seriously, and three overprotective fathers. Fantastic and impossible. I’d showered and changed into my pajamas by the time I got back from camp, but I wasn’t resting. My brain was overheating while I paced the length of my room. How exactly was I supposed to meet Shawn tonight? In exactly two hours from now. On a Saturday? Without anyone noticing? “C’mon,” I muttered to myself. “Think. Rack that brain of yours.” Sneaking out the front gate was impossible. Jorren practically materialized anytime a door opened after nine. I thought of jumping out of the window. That would have been possible when my room was downstairs. Mom practically moved my room to the second floor after I jumped out of my window last year. And I still
Kaela I didn’t think I liked my fellow kids. Children were stupid, and crazy, and didn’t know when someone needed peace and quiet. It seemed that packing up was more exhausting than the camp itself. The kids yelled everywhere. A girl cried about a lost shoe. Someone else yelled about another dropping their snacks into the lake. Mr. Rick looked one inconvenience away from a mental breakdown. I was alone in my tent, stuffing my belongings aggressively into my bag, the girls who shared the tent with me long gone. The noise, which would usually help my brain focus, was not doing its job. It just wouldn’t shut up. I thought about the town, the broken school, Shawn, Hera, and Flynn. My focus narrowed down to Flynn. What did he really want? Was he becoming less annoying, or was he a bomb waiting for the right time and situation to explode? I grabbed a hoodie and shoved it into the bag harder than necessary. “Do you have a problem with the bag?” I spun around sharply. Flynn w
Teresa When Clara dove us back to the Alpha house, every inch of my body ached emotionally from all I’d seen and heard. I struggled to get the image of the isolated town out of my head and failed. The broken roads, the bitterness in Hera’s eyes, the frustration on Alora’s face, and the silence of the town all came back. As I walked into the house, I stopped fighting it and handed my bag to Jorren. The butler took one look at my face and frowned. “Harsh day, Luna?” He asked. “Please, don’t call me that right now,” I breezed past him. He followed. “Understood.” “Where’s everyone?” I asked as we started on the stairs. “Alpha Keller is in his office,” he stated. “Beta Lynch is overseeing training.” “And Bennett?” I was a little surprised he didn’t mention Bennett. His face crumpled slightly. “I don’t know where he is.” We got to my room’s door, and I took my bag from Jorren. “Don’t worry, Jorren, I’d like to be on my own tonight.” He nodded and bowed, then walked back. I g
Kaela “Stay?” I stared at Hera as if she just asked me to wrestle a bear naked. “You want me to stay here?” She tilted her head ever so slightly. “Did you just say you wanted to understand us?” Flynn nudged me again. “C’mon. Before things get worse. We need to move.” I elbowed him, but not too hard, but replied to Hera. “I did, but…” “Then stay,” Hera said again. “It’s a simple task. You get to know what you want to know.” My mind sprialled. I can’t stay here, and I knew it. I need to return back to the others, and then we leave together back to school, and then I get to talk to my parents, and who knows if they get to…. “Kaela, I’m sure?” Hera’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I nodded. “What’s it going to be?” She added. “She clearly didn’t mean to stay permanently,” Flynn interjected. “No one said anything about ‘permanently’” Hera shot back. “Good,” He muttered. “Because… c’mon now. We have parent’s to get back to.” I ignored Flynn with every inch of muscle in me
Kaela I hated this place. I hated it because I couldn’t imagine how people were surviving here while the rest of us lived comfortably back in our pack, pretending that everything and everyone was fine, even while it wasn’t true. Was it that no one knew? Very unlikely. Maybe they didn’t look hard enough. Or maybe they knew and just decided to leave things that way. Maybe they thought it was best for things to remain that way. Shawn continued the tour, leading us a few steps forward, while Flynn walked beside me. The deeper we walked into town, the more painful the experience was. My chest tightened at what I was seeing, yet Shawn led us as if this was perfectly normal. No children playing anywhere, no music, and no crowd. It was complete silence. The terrible kind that made your hair stand even when there was no reason to fear. “This place feels haunted,” Flynn shoved his hand into his pockets as we walked. “It kind of is,” Shawn glanced back. “What does that even mean?” I
TeresaI was still panting and relishing in my victory when the guards returned, but their hands weren’t bare as before.This time, they held whips. I blinked as four of them advanced. Two grabbed me, adjusting the chains and forcing me to kne
KellerI immediately noticed how wrong the town felt when we arrived. It didn’t feel hostile or dangerous.It felt aware. Like it knew who we were.The magic humming in the air was so thick that it felt like someone was breathin
TeresaThis room made my skin crawl. The grey colour of the pain made my skin crawl. It felt like the color had been drained out of life.The window in the room was too high. I tried jumping through it once. I failed.The only scent in
KellerGetting back from Getta was more tiring than going there. I sank into my bed, feeling like a log of wood, not daring to imagine how Bennett could be feeling right now. He was the one determined to follow me, even when I told him not to.Right now, I should focus on getting to sleep as fast







