Mavis and I had walked out of the library and towards the pack house, discussing as we went.We decided to meet up at the library and continue with our research hoping to find something, anything. After a while of finding nothing meaningful, we decided to head out. "I still can't believe so much has happened." Mavis sighed. "And that wicked witch Sarah, I can't believe she- ugh!"I nodded silently as I walked alongside her. I still couldn't believe it myself, how gullible I'd been."I can't believe I let her braid my hair! All while she was trying to poison- wait," She paused like a thought just came to her. "That's why I was knocked out for almost a day.""What?""When I had some of that your blasted tea once, I was literally slumped over for a day, and I didn't know why. I'm sure it must have been the tea.""Oh, I remember that." I said recollecting the day that we went to see Evelyn and James had informed me that Mavis had been sleeping since the previous afternoon well into the n

I sat cross legged on the floor in my room wondering whether I should go through with this. Holding the candle in my hand, I tried to dissuade myself while also simultaneously pumping myself up for this. A two days had gone by since I started preparing for this encounter. Sorayah had added more detailed instructions for the candle on a piece of a paper she attached to the bottom of it. Among those instructions was an important note saying that I could only light it at sunset.So here I was, waiting. I also had to wait for Damon to get back with Marcus, who said he'll be here before sundown, which is when I need to light the damn thing. I have more of the pack members in the loop, who have a general idea of what is going on. And they are all ready to fight. And better suited to protect themselves. That and the fact that she could literally be anyone emphasizes the need for everyone to be on the lookout as much as they can. Look for those festering scars. I stared at my hand as m

"Everyone was supposed to die that day. We were not taking any survivors. We fueled his rage and need for vengeance and then had him attack your pack. Although," She frowned, "he initially resolved to only sedating everyone while he went in search of the Alpha. We needed them dead not drugged, but that was only a minor hitch. We lit a fire," she snapped her fingers, a flame igniting on the the tip of her thumb, "and unconscious people cannot escape fires." She ended looking far too smug for my liking. "We needed you all gone, and yet somehow here you are. You survived. He let you go. He was obedient in all things except for when it came to you." She gave me a once over like she couldn't fathom why anyone would have deemed me worthy of living at the time. Apparently now I'm her prize. Stupid bitch."At the time, we were upset, but now I realize, he couldn't have made a better decision for us. It all worked out perfectly, because as it stands now you are very important to us, and we

We made plans. We had strategies. But we also had to be careful.They might be watching us, we have to make sure they don't figure out what we're up to. This is part of the reason why we haven't disclosed the actual issue and plan of events to many people. We also didn't want to create panic in the pack. I had been training more and more these past few weeks, but with everything going on now, I kicked my training up even further to the last gear. Damon going all out. These days during our tackle training, I feel like he's genuinely trying to kill me, which makes my survival instinct kick in and I'm able to fight back just as viciously. Damon has been training all his life and he's stronger than I am, but I believe I'm beginning to hold my own. Hunting is also taking a different turn.I usually don't like eating much of the kill anytime we go out for hunts, but now, I did. I ate a lot. A whole lot, and then some. I caught larger game. I ate them all. I needed to bulk up and fue

Fight day.It was today.A week later has felt like a year.But it's finally here. I lay awake in bed staring at the ceiling.I didn't want to sleep, but Damon insisted, he said I need rest to be at my best today.So I'm here at 2am trying to rest since sleep has inadvertently evaded me, while Damon paces all over the house, doing goodness knows what.He's restless, I know.We all are. Even though we don't actually leave until 4pm, it's been impossible to relax. I haven't slept for almost two days now, but sleep was so far from me.I was going to take the lead. Locate the 'sanctuary' as they call it, by myself, and then have Damon and the rest follow my trail a little while later. How was I feeling right now? Scared?No.Anxious? Yes. I want to get it over with.Angry? Well, let's just say that whatever we have planned for them, they've got it coming.I spoke to Sorayah on the phone yesterday, she's already trying to make it back but I'm not sure what time she'll get here.It's