Diane’s POV(…revenge at last)One cool afternoon, Williams came in with a gleeful countenance, while she was packaging the new portrait of Melissa she drew—in hopes that her wish of being hung on the hall of fame would be fulfilled whenever she eventually passes on. Her bowels had begun to inflate as she was placed solely on liquid meal and chemotherapy, to extend her life span. “I’ve missed your presence.”“I miss myself too. This body is a lot of work. Waking up daily to this reality is tiring. You hardly visit in the afternoon. What brings you here wearing such a smile? You have a potion for me?” Diane asked.“Not so. Although, I wish I had. None of my attempts brought positive results. I’ve also tried using my blood, but the mixtures will be harmful to your cells. It has been a major challenge making the one for only the cancer cells. I came to check on my beloved twin, along with good tidings”“Don’t make me wait too long for it. I’m no friends with suspense” she announced eager

Larry’s POV(… a chaotic beginning)The loss of two iconic werewolves in one day, was a tragic news for even the neighboring pack that depended on the Grey moon pack for protection. Everyone had believed the pack’s beta died, but no one wondered why his father’s attacker chose to spare him. “I need you to come over with all your things. You stay with me from now,” the new Alpha, who was also his childhood friend mindlinked him. He would have refused the order if not that he was the Alpha and the pack was in a panic state. He thought of how it would be possible for him to live with seeing the woman he loved in the hands of another. Not just any other person—which would have made it a little less unnerving, but it was his very own friend. He had nursed the betrayal since he heard she’d been marked. He regretted ever delaying on confessing his feelings. He also regretted not being the Alpha. He would have snatched her forcefully from him. But all these were impossible. He packed up his r

Larry’s POV(…the sick Luna)Baby Meagan was placed in a child safety seat as Claire was made to sit in the front. Weakened from the dose of potion administered to her, a dark shade was used to conceal her weary eyes. Larry strapped her seat belt and positioned her head in a comfortable position that seemed as though she were conscious, while the other guards stocked the vehicle with loads of boxes and some of his things. “She has a mansion in her name. It’s a perfect hideout,” the Alpha remarked as the convoy was set to leave. It was a peaceful ride as opposed to how Larry had imagined. Larry drove past the warp hole and was left alone for the rest of the journey. It was his first time out of the pack. He had a shallow idea of how humans ran their lives. The map was easy to navigate until a cop car began to chase after him. At first, he thought it was another attack from Xavier as he increased his speed to outrun them but later found more cop cars were trooping behind him. One of the

Hello everyone.... Here's to sending my heartfelt appreciation to all my loyal readers who have chosen to join me on this imaginary ride on a flying werewolf...*wink*...It has been a magical journey with you. I would love your support in form of comments, reviews and votes to help me improve and give the best of my heart. Thanks in advance. Lots of love and kisses. Ps: Grab a bowl of milky popcorn for the next update. Baby Meagan waves at us from below as we fly past their mansion. Sneak peek: Claire is injured from the fall. Xavier remains the thirsty villain. Larry's on the run.

Meagan's POV(…a fight with little Missy) It was a gay morning. The brightness of the sun gave no clue of the weather last night. Chirping birds and crickets, were the usual sounds Meagan was accustomed to on days where her alarm clock failed to yank her out of bed early, since her mum had taken a compulsory break from anything aside just breathing. Having mastered an emergency routine for special late days, she hurried herself to the bathroom and in no time was thumping down the carpeted stairs in her uniform, heading straight to the kitchen where she found Larry already serving breakfast. “Good morning, angel” he remarked as Meagan stepped into the kitchen, “Morning Dad,” she replied in a vibrant voice. “I didn’t want to disturb your sleep. Oh!… and your door wouldn’t even let me in. I suppose you locked them in your dreams last night”, Larry teased with a short glance at her. Meagan made a subtle chuckle in response to Larry as he gave a smirk. She stuffed in the brown toast Lar