“I feel this is kind of odd, telling me you’ve got something to show me yet you won’t tell me what it is,” Ronald complained while bending a little to avoid hitting his head on the branch of a tree which seemed to have discarded due to an artificial cause. His face was a bit distorted as he had a huge distaste for the location he was in. And to make matters worse, his accomplice wasn’t telling him anything about where they were headed. It would have been okay if they weren’t deep inside the woods, and unfortunately, the direction they were passing through was the direction that led to where something unexpected occurred in the pack. He didn’t want to take his chances to walk into a dangerous situation despite trusting his supposed guide. “Could you just answer me, Simon? I’m sick of being kept in the dark,” he complained again, this time not to with an authorita

Even though Garrett had apologized to me already, he still came over to my room to do it again, telling me he felt guilty about his rash actions during the training. I simply told him it was okay, mainly because he stood up for me even if he overdid it. I made no mention of that last part to him as I had no intention of hurting him. That was a few hours ago, right before he left for work. And right about now, I was sure the whole family was out because I had checked for the alpha and saw him leaving with the beta in his old school car. I even went as far as to follow up with the Luna’s movements and I was fortunate that she left the territory too, an hour after the Alpha left. I was left alone in the building, which automatically grants me the opportunity to explore around the house again for the book my uncle told me to look for, three weeks after I was caught in an awkward situation with the beta. Still, I would have to be extra care

The movement of people all over the scene was super ultra that it would be hard to count them all even with intense concentration. The scene, being the frontage of a college faculty, was enough reason to justify the somewhat rowdy movements.   Garrett watched the activities going on with little or no interest. Nothing of it fascinated him — except for the greenery — as he had his mindset on one person among the numerous students walking to and fro the premises, all the while sitting on one of the benches provided outside the faculty.   The most annoying thing about sitting out there while waiting on the arrival of the person he was there for was that he had been out there for long. Say about thirty minutes now. And that was the problem he had with college students, despite still being one a year ago. It made it one of the numerous excuses he had not to be here until today.   Rolling down the sleeve of the left arm of his

Ronald closed his eyes as soon as he heard the door close behind him, knowing from the scent who was coming in to join him in his study. He probably might have gotten offended for being interrupted while meditating, but the fact that he personally invited the entrant beforehand was what nullified any idea of him raging. Despite the entrant being his luna, he couldn’t help but feel that he didn’t want to have her in there with him. To say he was disappointed with her was an understatement. In as much as he hated feeling that way, there was no way he could fight off the thought from his mind. It was an internal battle for him and her presence only worsened the situation. Her footsteps faded and he ascertained that she was just close to him. What he did next was to get up from his seat without turning to face her yet. He could tell already how hard the situation was going to turn out for him. With his back still

If the scene playing out not too far away from me was a movie, I would have to call it a bad scripted one, mostly from my perspective. I might have harbored thoughts of Garrett kissing his ex, which is rather alright as it hadn’t been too long since they separated after I came into my picture and my jealous instincts still considered her an intruder, but never did I expect such a scene to play right in front of me. I wasn’t sure how I should feel, however, the only thing I could do now was to make excuses to justify the play out of the scene. Maybe I shouldn’t have gotten out of my room yet. Maybe, just maybe, I shouldn’t have listened in to their conversation which would have most likely prevented me from witnessing this bullshit from them. The deed has been done already, and I couldn’t be any less regretful that it actually happened. ‘Stop it, Lia!’ my subconscious kicks in, stopping me from the se