Tessa shrugs. "Maybe they found this place and hid inside the forest?"  "You think that's possible?" I raise my eyebrows, questioningly.  "Okay, maybe not. Maybe it is something related to this Academy. I always had a feeling that this place is very creepy. Think about those horrible chefs! They add jam in pizza! In pizza!"  "Eww. Gross." I cringe. "But that's not the point! I'm not talking about jam in pizza. I'm talking about the creature that lurks in the forest. Do you think that this place has a lot more than it gives into? Like Hogwarts?"  She gasps and leans over. "You mean, like Voldemort? Salty sugars! I spoke his name." She palms her mouth.  "Yeah, kind of like that." "I can't tell. I didn't really—" Tessa stops and looks into space, contemplating.  "What? What happened?" I ask,

 Tristian stares at me for a few minutes in silence. Meanwhile, I try my best to keep my tears at bay. The emotions are overwhelming, but I can't show him my cry baby side. I can't show him that I am weak.  Just then he closes the distance between us and his arms wrap around me in a hug. Oh my MoonGod! "I'm sorry to hear that. I really am." He says in a soft voice, making me warm under his touch. Bloody hell! Why does it feel so good? He pulls away and then stares at me. "How did it happen?"  "Nightcrawlers. They attacked the pack at the border."  Tristian blinks his eyes in confusion. "Oh. I see."  "The nightcrawlers were the reason my dad wanted—us—to get married. But I didn't want to." I press my lips tight.  "So you came here." He cups my face and rather than feeling repulsive, I close my eyes to relish the warmth that only hi

 "We are traveling in a bus?" I hear myself say and gape at the horrendous bus in front of us.  "Yeah. Isn't that cool?" Tessa grins. "We would all be together." She claps.  "Tessa, would you sit beside me?" Peter asks.  "No way, Peter Pan! She's sitting with me." I say and hold her hand.  "Omg! I doubted you two had a thing." Jessica clicks her tongue. Her two minions gasp dramatically behind her. What a shit show!  "No." I grimace. "I want to sit beside my friend, that's all."  "Oh really? But she isn't your rag doll,is she? Did you ask her whom she wants to sit with before you 'declared' your decision upon her and poor Peter."  I narrow my eyes and whirl my head at Tessa who stands cluelessly. "I don't need to ask her! She is my best friend. She would always want to sit with me! Right,Tes

 "Aurora! Aurora! Wait!" His voice comes from behind me, so I pace up my walk to get out of his sight. I don't know how one gets out of sight from an Alpha, especially a royal Bloodline one, but the last thing I want is for him to watch me breakdown because of what he said to me.  Yes, his words hurt me! More than I thought they would. And I thought that it wouldn't be that bad. But it feels like someone tore my dress into shreds. Like the day my cousins ruined the dresses I made for them. I was only eight at that time. I had pulled out some fabrics to create something for my cousins for the night of Halloween. I wanted to impress them. So, I put day and night in creating ghost attires. And the next day, when I gifted them… "What is this?" Mia shouted, looking at the pumpkin dress I made for her. "Are you seriously expecting me to wear this?" Her green eyes shot daggers at the short-heighted me as I hid behind my mot

 The buzzing sound of my alarm wakes me up from my dreamless sleep. I wake up and grunt about the destruction of alarms and then remind myself that I was the one to set the alarm in the first place. "Great!" I push away the bedsheet. Tessa's snore reaches my ears as she sleeps like the dead. Nothing can wake her up at this point. And I don't need to.  I smile to myself and hop out of the bed. Today is a weekday but the professors thought to give us an off day to catch up with the tour fatigue. And I have so much fatigue that it made me wake up early. Or maybe it's not the fatigue but a charming man who told me that we will be training today. Every freetime is a useful time and shouldn't be wasted. I would have opposed it but it's the only chance I will get to hangout with him. And I don't leave opportunities. Especially when it comes to winning the next bi-weekly contest which is just a week away.  I brush my teeth, si