~MILLIE~I had been at work for over an hour already, and whilst I welcomed the distraction, I was really struggling to keep myself together. I dished out fake chuckles followed by fake smiles strewn across my face to divert any attention and to avoid those awkward ‘are you ok?’ or ‘do you want to talk about it?’ questions. I was almost certain that April knew I wasn't okay, she was a witch after all, but she didn't attempt to interrogate me or even initiate a conversation about my party. I suppose being a healer witch was a good thing… sixth sense on emotions and all.   &

~MILLIE~Tia’s unfriendly eyes refused to leave mine. Her green orbs looked cold and sinister, almost as though she was dead behind them, yet somehow with a glint of immorality. Dominance and intimidation oozed from her slim physique as she stood in a power pose, both hands perched on her hips. She was pretty. Really pretty, even with her scolding expression and paled skin against her jet-black hair which was pulled into a high bun. And, just for a second, I doubted myself. Why wouldn’t Aiden have slept with her? I mean, she was beautiful, and I was a plain Jane.    “Nice to meet

~MILLIE~His fist connected with the delicate skin on my cheek, stinging it in an instant. I shrieked and curled up into a tight foetal position, hiding my face from further impact. My eyes flushed with water, not from tears packed with misery, but from the throbbing pain radiating across the left side of my face. Yes, it hurt like a bitch, but what alarmed me the most was the surprise of his punch. He hardly ever hit me in the face. It would attract too much attention to you’, was his excuse, almost like he was doing me a favour. Instead, he would purple my torso and limbs in various shapes and sizes.

~AIDEN~“For fucks sake,” I growled, looking down at my unresponsive phone. It must have turned off by accident when I nearly killed Jarrad. I found my gaze subconsciously lifting to see the side of his face and my blood instantly ran hot with anger. His heart rate increased, he knew I was boring a hole into his head and he sensed my rising fury, but he continued to focus on the blackened road around us. ‘Stop it Aiden,’ I thought to myself with a grunt as I forcefully pushed the power button on my phone, waiting for it to spring to life.    “N-nearly there.” Jar

~MILLIE~The sight before me was nothing short of barbaric. I hadn't really looked properly when Dan attempted to encourage my view but now, with the shape side of a silver blade to my throat, I had no choice. It was as though I was watching a high-definition thriller movie on a big screen. Blood was literally spraying into the moonlit sky, limbs were being torn from the human hunters as though they were merely a rag doll held together by some flimsy stitching, and even though it appeared that the supernatural werewolves were the winning team, they weren't without injury.    As much as I wanted to screw my eyes tight, blocking out the blood-filled rage, I couldn’t. I needed to see Aiden. I needed to know he was ok, and it wasn't long before my clouded vision spotted his overly large wolf.    He howled, stilling the other wolves from their fight before all heads turned to face us.    Come