HUNTER.“Search the premises, she couldn’t have gotten very far, she’s wounded.” I growl.“Yes sir.” The guards reply and start to run in different directions like seeds out of a leaking bag while I stomp back to her room.I don’t know what's running through Tara's mind but she better have an explanation prepared for when she gets caught. I didn’t expect her to give me a grand show of appreciation or pledge her eternal loyalty to me but leaving without saying goodbye, that’s a little suspicious and completely unacceptable.I comb through the room with anger as I wait for the guards to bring her to me. It still has her scent, it’s a little faint but the room still smells like Tara. She smelled like sweet spices and even though she was covered in dirt, her skin practically glowed in the daylight. I’m glad the first place that my legs led me to go as soon as I woke up was this place. If not she could have gotten away, the guards wouldn’t think it was suspicious if she just got up and

HUNTER. There is never a right time to deliver bad news, I know that because somehow, I always have to deliver bad news but there is a way to make it less terrible though. All you have to do is wait for something more terrible to happen before you talk about your own bad thing and as much as I hate to do this, I think that time is now.Winter found a cloth drenched in blood in aunt Hyacinth’s room and they’re all worked up, honestly so am I but they’re more closer to her than I am so I’m just going to do this. “I know it’s not the best time to say this but over a hundred chickens died at the farm today and it wasn’t of natural causes.” I blurt and await a response from Nikolai.“You're right, Hunter. Not the best time.” He taps my shoulder a little top aggressively and stomps out of the room probably to meet Winter, I’m not sure. I can never tell what’s going through his mind. I go after him, deliberately walking behind him slowly so I won’t catch up. I don’t want to bear the bru

WINTER I knew what I had to do when I saw that cloth drenched in blood. I’ve wasted too much time thinking that all the bad things that have been happening to us is just as a result of coincidence and occasional bad decisions, especially the ones Patrick made till the day he died. I know why all this is happening and I’m going go face her one on one. I’m going to face Isador; the problem. She either tells me how to fix it or she tells me how to fix it, they’re no two ways about it. I don’t know why I thought a knife with me to fight a witch but it kind of helps me feel safe. The only problem I have now is Hunter. Why the hell is even following me, I know he doesn’t think that I can take care of myself but this is outrageous, I’m not a child that can’t play with sharp objects. He looked like a cat got stuck in his throat when he saw me holding the knife, his eyes were practically yelling all the emotions he was feeling at the moment; fear, shock, indecision, resignation. . . ever

NIKOLAI.I still have my doubts about this trip the priest asked us to take but I’m desperate too. I have to find her. He gave me two options, I either go and find her at the only cave in the entire pack that I never even knew even existed before now or I visited a witch, which is outrageous because witches are supposed to be out of bounds for werewolves and I never even knew there was one so close. I’m still not sure where I’m supposed to go. He was a little hesitant to tell me about the witch but he was not hesitant to tell me that she was the most effective way to find the woman I’m looking for. He kept referring to her as “the woman” like he’s never met her before. Maybe they have some kind of history I’m not aware of but I still thought it was a bit rude. I’ve never been in contact with a witch in my entire life and I’m scared I won’t be able to find Aunt Hyacinth in time if I go through the “bushy paths leading to the cave” like he said.I can feel the lines on my forehead f

HUNTERConfused is an understatement for what I’m feeling right now, the tension in this room is so high that I think our feet are no longer on the ground. I am terrified as hell but I’m even more terrified of betraying Nikolai so when the witch throws the question at me for the second time after the interruption, I choose to stay right next to Nikolai.“A very unwise decision you just made my dear friend.” The old woman that just walked in cackles making me even more nervous. She doesn’t have to look around before placing her butt on a chair which gives me the impression that it’s not her first time here. The witch's eyes starts to glow in a different color. A shimmering red, which is a contrast to her initial eye color. Sea blue.She picks up Nikolai from the ground without even touching him and flings him in the air. He lets out a loud grunt as his back hits the wall and Winter screamed on top of her lungs. It kind of reminds me of the day Nikolai punched me during practice but