Oliver did not return to school until December 10. That day, from the morning, I was looking for an opportunity to talk to him calmly, away from prying eyes. Unfortunately, because we didn't have any lessons together and we were in different classes, there weren't many such opportunities at school. I was only glad that Oliver began to pay attention to other girls and even talked to some of his female classmates. I was hoping that the rumors would fade away a little now, and was grateful that Oliver took our earlier conversation to heart. But I still wanted to talk to him again, ask what was happening, why he did not participate in the final of the competition, and was on leave from school for the second time, despite the fact that the school year has only just begun.However, as mentioned before, meeting Oliver alone at school was not easy. It wasn't until Luna and I left to go home, already losing hope, that I saw Oliver saying goodbye to his classmates and taking a different

For the rest of January, I was ignoring Oliver again, but this time I was doing it on purpose. I felt strange in his presence and knew very well that he didn't want to be just my friend. I could feel it in his aura even as I passed him in the corridor. Oliver had spoken to others, of course, so I could see that he wasn't going to "take revenge" on me for kind of rejecting him.Luna seemed to sense my low mood, so she didn't hassle me unnecessarily and torment with conversations. She was sitting next to me silently and was very uplifting with her mere presence. Although I've known her for some time, I still couldn't get over the fact that Luna could sense someone's emotions so well and adjust her behavior to them. I was really lucky to meet someone so tender and kind on my way.However, the most saddening thing about this whole situation was the fact that, after finishing my lessons and returning home, I could not wander quietly in the woods without fear of meeting Oliver.

In February, I celebrated Oliver's birthday, both human one and his birth to darkness. It wasn't a big celebration, after all, I couldn't go out in public with Oliver if I wanted to keep our relationship and the fact that he is a vampire a secret from my mother. We met in the woods, in the same place as always, and I gave Oliver my gift - a male silver ring, delicately embellished with cubic zirconia, with our names engraved on the inside. He liked the gift, so hugged me hard and kissed a few times, then even grabbed my waist and turned around with me a couple of times. I wished I could make some cake for him, but in the end he couldn't eat it anyway, so I was glad that I could make him happy in a different way.On March 15, on the other hand, I celebrated my 17th birthday. There was a modest celebration at home, for which Luna and her parents came, as she was my only friend, and after this party, I met Oliver in the woods, who handed me a beautiful box, which when opened turne

At first, my mom gave me a lot of scolding for walking in the woods when the werewolf was on the loose, but then also praised me for catching the beast. She wondered how I was able to create vines from aconite at my age, but I only replied that it was Mother Nature who helped me.Then I also helped my mother perform a ritual that swept the werewolf completely off the face of the earth, leaving only ash. I felt a bit sorry for this young rebel, because maybe he could be rehabilitated if some powerful Alpha took him under his wing. But unfortunately my mother was ruthless - she said that any creature that destroys life must be deprived of it itself - that was the punishment of this young werewolf for his crimes. Of course, my mother and I had to create a beast that people could catch, so that the inhabitants of our district would no longer live in fear. We sacrificed one wolf, which we let into the forest, where two days later it got caught in a trap set there by the police. Tele

Only a week after our conversation, Oliver disappeared, and as we agreed, he didn't tell me exactly where was going to stop. I missed him terribly for the rest of February, and each day was like a year. It wasn't until March 15, 2006, my eighteenth birthday, that I breathed a sigh of relief. Of course, that day itself did not pass in any particular way than the previous birthdays, because only Luna and her parents showed up at the modest party in our house, but my thoughts were already at the ritual. I was looking forward to becoming a fully sorceress and my power would be completely released so that I could start my life on my own.Of course, just before my birthday, I had to study the magical books even more closely and take some of my mom's "magic exams", but luckily I passed them flawlessly thanks to the motivation I had in mind that I would be joining with Oliver soon. This thought was the only one that drove me to learn and act, so that I could start the ritual as soon as