Waiting for you: Howling Hearts 2

I swung my leg high. Feeling the satisfying crack of my shin hitting Tyler’s rib.He grunted at the pain that was surging through his ribs and lungs, causing a big breath to escape his lips.He countered with a swift jab to my ribs. His jabs were filled with strength, causing my side to explode with pain.But I ignored it. I took a few steps back and circled him, my eyes fixed on him like a predator its prey.The training grounds were rumbling with the sounds of clashing bodies and shouted instructions.The scent of sweat and blood mingled in the air as everyone was fighting as if though they truly were on a battlefield.Drawing blood wasn’t against the rules. But we couldn’t kill for obvious reasons.The afternoon sun casts long shadows, highlighting the grit and determination carved in every face that’s training today.Including me.But today was different.Today, my strikes were precise, my movements swift and sharp.As anger and frustration fueled every punch and every kick.Today

I could barely sleep last night.The events of yesterday were still fresh and refusing to make space for anything else to happen in my mind.I dragged myself out of bed, heading to the bathroom.Hoping that a cold shower would ease my mind and calm my heart.“ping"my phone got an incoming message. I checked to see it was the school council group chat.Amanda (devils child): Asap meeting for mate ball at 7:30 :)I looked at the screen waiting to see who will anounce thier participation.Xander ’ll be there.Everyone else answered and I could see everyone else was going to be there.Suddenly, a private text of Xander popped up.Xander ’ll be there. I’m terrible at writing things down and my memory seems to fail me at a young age already. Pleaseee I need you to help me keep my father off my back.Me: Sure thing, boss!It sure was slightly easier speaking to him over the phone where the mate bond wasn’t as rough.After getting dressed in casual green sweatpants

We held each other’s glare, the room so silent as everyone's eyes were on us. I could see Amanda think about what her next step would be.Would she turn around and lose some dignity after I finally stood u to her or would she go ahead with the fight that I would win? Even with this dress.I put my hair up into a ponytail, signaling to her I’m ready to go if she wanted to. Dylan cleared his throat, making Amanda break eye contact with me. She smiled friendly and turned to walk away.Her shoes clicking, echoing through the hall.“I’m not dressed for the occasion, but I will take you up on that offer when I am, “she said, looking back.Part of me was disappointed that I couldn’t kick her ass right , right now.But the other part of me was happy it would happen.I was tired of her bullying and tormenting.I was tired of her accusations.I was tired of her as a whole.I was itching to let her know just how fed up I was with her.She and her group of friends left the hall, whispering after

I laid in bed, staring at the ceiling, my stomach churning with nerves.Today was Xander’s eighteenth birthday, and I was about to face him, our bond stronger than ever.I traced the outline of the label on the spray bottle.Spelling out "scent mask".A brand that created a deodorant like spray that covered your scent to all werewolves.making you smell just like the surroundings.And although this was mostly sold to children who pranked people on Halloween so that they wouldn’t get caught.It had become the thing I hope would buy me even the slightest little bit of time.I debated whether or not to go through with it.It would only extend my time ever so slightly.But eventually I would have to face this head on.Just then. That familiar and intoxicating scent met my nose. Xander’s woodsy aroma, now stronger, more inviting, and just absolutely ravishing.It made my heart race. His scent was a blend of cedarwood and fresh pine that something that was so delicious it was impossible to

When I closed the door after Xander and I said our goodbyes, the butterflies of what awaited me at dusk started floating about in my stomach. Making a smile form on my face.One I couldn’t help, as the daydreams of what tonight might hold made me happy.Although I knew that was all it could be. Just then, I saw Asher staring at me with his hands crossed over his chest as he tries to figure out what I’m doing. I shook my head, shaking the day dreams out.“Hi ash” I said, trying to play it cool.He walked up to me, staring intently as he tried to glue the puzzle pieces together.“so this is what girls are like with boys?” he said, cocking his brow as he investigated my face further. My cheeks turned red. As the realization dawned on me.I was like a lovesick puppy for Xander. I let out a heavy breath. “Maybe.” I said, brushing past Asher. He followed me into the kitchen, where I went to grab a glass of water.As I took a sip, Asher spoke. “So it’s Xander then?” Asher said, this time rou