You're a Werewolf

The moon was full that night — when blood from the once allied packs spilled the ground. Men and women killed for the sake of following their Alpha's commands. The Blood Moon Pack’s territory was painted the darkest shade of red. A sea of corpses scattered everywhere — including the bodies of the werewolves from both packs, as well as the decapitated limbs of vampires who fought alongside the Dark Crescent Pack. The Beta Female wailed at the bright moon, her somber heart beating erratically.  One of the pack warriors frantically ran toward the woman, saying, "Beta! Please remain hidden with the children and other women." The woman nodded as she scanned the bodies in their packhouse lobby. 'I'll never forgive him and their pack for doing this. It was the right thing for our pack to end theirs,' she thought while gnashing her teeth together, welcoming the hatred rising in her heart. "Love," a

"I thought you were going to be late," I whisper to Jace as he takes his assigned seat right next to me. "Did you two have a heart-to-heart talk? Am I expecting you to have a boyfriend by next month?"He rolls his eyes before giving me a grin. "Leandre being the new guy saved me from the wrath of Mrs. Dane. She was looking forward to meeting him," He ends his statement with furrowed eyebrows. "And I'm waiting for my soulmate, Nikki. I'm relieved to know that person isn't him." He shivers at the thought of him and Leandre being soulmates."Lucky you, then. You should take him out for a date. You'll never know he might be your soulmate," I joke and wink at him before opening my textbook. "Did you bring your book?" I turn my head to face him, wondering if he was listening to what I was saying at all.Jace gazes directly at the desk in front of him. Both of his arms are on the desk as he fidgets his fingers and purses his lips."Jace? Are

"You seem ecstatic. Did you and your mate perhaps share a kiss?" Xandrine teases the moment Leandre arrives at home. She sits on the couch, a bowl of strawberries in her hand. "Considering you left your little sister while she was still having her classes, I guess you were trying to have a good time with her after school?" "To be fair, I asked Dylan and Xavier to take you home, Sandy," Leandre replies as he puts his backpack on the floor, plopping himself on the couch beside his sister. On the television screen airs one of the episodes of F.R.I.E.N.D.S., his sister's favorite TV show. Their house remains silent and empty when Dylan and Xavier aren't around. The current Alpha and Luna of the pack are at the packhouse, doing their duties and helping out the other members staying at the packhouse. Leandre doesn’t inherit the pack until he turns 21 years old but he is in training to be the pack Alpha by joining in the warriors during their duties. "How

I cannot find it within me to accept their revelation. They can’t possibly be serious about this, can they? Hello? Werewolves? Those creatures only exist in the literature, myths, or those movies and television series they show to the people. Werewolves aren’t real. Even if there was an ounce of possibility that they exist, that must mean there are only a few of them living around us, right? I don’t want to believe them at all. This has to be a joke! “Nicole, please say something,” Chris pleads, still staring at me. “What’s there to say?” I question while staring at the carpeted floor. I just can’t believe it at all. What I’ve read about werewolves or seen about werewolves in the movies is that they’re monsters who kill people when it’s the night of the full moon. If it is true that I’m a werewolf, then does that mean that I myself will become a killer like the others, too? The two of them don’t reply. I stare at the two of them in dis

After an eventful day at school with me avoiding and ignoring my friends and my sister, I finally walk towards the front doors of the administration’s building where we can see the road. I don’t think I have the courage to face them after all the things I said. If this were a normal day, I would’ve gone home with Jace or Jeremiah. The odds aren’t really in my favor. “Make way, people! I’m coming through!” Valerie’s voice booms through the crowd. “Nikki! Wait!” I stop in my tracks and look back at the sea of teenagers in the corridors. Some were just causing more traffic by speaking to each other in the corridors instead of discussing it somewhere else. I spot Valerie’s dirty blonde hair and her hand raising her phone. I wait for her at the wall near the fire extinguisher. Let’s just assume that we’ll be heading home together. Valerie arrives in front of me, catching her breath while holding onto her knees. “Hoo! That was rough. Chris will be coming to