Rebel's point of view: I am indeed unable to close my eyes, I mean, how am I supposed to? After what happened tonight, I don’t think I’d ever be able to sleep. The ‘be mine’ keeps echoing inside my head, making me unable to sleep. You might be wondering where he is. Well, let me tell you about it the easiest way. Well, after making rules and setting things together for what seemed to be an eternity. I mean, if I was going to share my bed with him, it would be up to my rules. I succeeded to get on his good side. Each and every day, I have someone from his trusted people take me outside my room, only when it’s daylight. I was kind of, and still am, unable to understand what he really wanted to mean. I mean, aren’t vampires supposed to be night creatures? The thing is, as long as I’d be able to leave this room day or night - that’s a win. Also, he will bring me a tiny bed and some books to my room. This means that the empty space that I have, facing the sofa, won’t ever be empty an

Avyanna's point of view: Three days since we arrived at my mother’s first pack, and now I'm officially a member of the pack. It's quite warming to feel welcome after not being for a long time.Tomorrow shall have to be my first day at high school; as for now, it's my first day of training. As much as I wanted to keep living under Shadows, it seems that everyone here knows about me. Not to mention, I am a vampire who got a chance of training in a werewolf pack. Peter was going to be the one who trained us, and while waiting, I was surrounded by werewolves of the same age. They were all looking at me as if I have two heads or I am maybe a bloodsucker. Speaking about my vampire... I know, I know… there is nothing such as my vampire in a vampire's life. Not that there is a sucker inside my head asking me to drink whenever I feel hungry. Yet, I grew up in an environment in which people talk about their wolves as individuals living inside their heads. I've always wondered about how i

Avyanna’s point of view:“Show me what you got!”I don’t remember how fast things went, but in no time, we were both in the middle while circled by everyone.Matter of fact, everyone who was there was shouting and screaming while cheering for Peter to teach me a lesson.Seems that even here, no one likes me.Peter didn’t seem like he was thinking about stepping back after scaring me or just giving me a warning.He was indeed down for a fight against me.If he wants drama, then I’m also down to finish what he starts.He took off his t-shirt, and damn! I got to mention that he is indeed super hot.I tried not to look straight at him, nor his abs, or muscles... Matter of fact, I failed not to do so.Afterward, he shifted to his beast. His wolf was as huge as an average alpha.Unlike Peter, the wolf seemed to be against fighting me. They both were having 'that talk'; I can tell by the too much time they were taking to make a move.Or, they were kind of waiting for me to give up. Well, they

Rebel’s point of view: I don't know what's wrong with me. I mean, Luther did everything I asked him. I don't have a huge TV right now in my room, I can go to the library when I'm bored and have some wolves in the Garden. Still, Something feels messy. Why the hell is he not showing up at all? The entire thing about him not being around me makes me feel so bad, I guess it's the bond. The more he is around, even without saying or doing anything, something between us grows bigger, which makes it hard for both of us to get used to keeping away from each other. For some unknown reason, I still have the same nightmare in which Luther kills me and then feels guilty. I kind of feel that this nightmare has something to do with him being missing. Perhaps, since we share the bond we are sharing the same nightmares, that's why he doesn't want to be around me. of course not, how silly I am to think that he can share my nightmares. Well, it's been a while since I blocked my father, so I think

Rebel’s point of view:A strong force was destroying my head, and I don't remember how to decide before sleeping. It took me a while to remember what happened.Still, waking up in the same room makes me believe that it was just a nightmare.Is it?It doesn’t feel the same as before. something feels different, if you like I'm no longer in the vampire Palace. Judging by my room, I cannot tell.I mean, Luther made sure that both rooms look the same.Just as I forced myself up, I started using all my senses to tell if I was there where I wanted, or back…Wait… Since then I started not wanting to go back home. I mean, I didn't grow up here. That's a fact.Still, I call it home since my family is all here. The question was - why I Don't feel the same way I used to feel?I kind of know the answer, someone is missing. Well, a lot of people are missing. My sister does not want to be kept in darkness, so I decided to leave my room to search for my mother. I need to know why she did what she did