“Hey, hey!” Bunny and Azula rush over to us. “Zayn…let go of him,” Bunny begs me, and I keep staring into Ashton’s red-colored eye as I crunch his shirt in my fist. Letting him go is the last thing on my mind right now.It takes a lot for my devil face to be revealed, I have to be raging mad for that to happen. This is only a fraction of my transformation. I can fully shift into a hideous and jaw-dropping creature with giant wings like a bat. If my devil face is currently revealed, then that also means the long curved horns that come with it are also on full display for all to see.Everyone is staring at me and Bunny has a look on her face, one that is begging me not to do anything that I would regret later.Although Ashton is pretending to be brave and bold, I can see a hint of fear in his eyes. He clenches his jaw as he breathes heavily. “I’m here to see Lara,” His tone is tense.“Let him go, Zayn. Now…” Bunny says authoritatively, and I do as she says. I unleash his collar from my

***Lara Zane’s POV***I am so mad at Ashton right now. It’s anger mixed with disappointment.I used to see him as perfect, as someone that did it all right and did it all by the book. He’s a great leader and his decisions are always wise and full of love, but not this time.Stealing something that could harm thousands of people is not wise or full of love, it’s selfish and full of evil. He has never done something that would hurt our pack, but I guess he’s willing to do something to hurt others as long as it gets him and his dad what they want.“Ashton, get out or I will make a call to Zayn and Bunny right now and explain the true reason why you are here,” I threaten him, and he walks toward me purposely. When I first saw him on the horse with Bunny as I walked out of the building, I thought he was just here to check up on me, and that he didn’t tell me because he wanted to surprise me. I thought it was a cute gesture, and my stupid heart was giddy.But then it clicked, I remembere

I am standing by the door, blocking Azula from leaving. She is clutching her phone in her hand as she narrows her eyes at me. “Lara, I’m leaving, get out of my way,” She says to me in a firm voice, but makes no attempt to actually do so. Is she afraid of me? The thought alone makes me chuckle. If she thinks that I am going to shift like I did when we were training then that is good news for me; because that means that she is definitely nervous if not scared. Me shifting on the field was unexpected, it was almost like a sneeze; it just happened. I don’t even know if I would be able to do that again, but I am not going to lie, I‘m happy that I was able to shift for the first time in my life, even if I still don’t know how to get back in touch with my wolf.“What are you doing here?” I ask her as I fold my arms on my chest. I may be acting brave but fear swirls in my heart. Azula is a demon and not just an ordinary one. She’s a warlord. The one that trains demons.“You don’t get to as

Then he bites his lower lip and withdraws. The farther he gets away from me, the more I yearn for his touch. What is he doing?“I think I should get you home, it’s late,” Zayn lays his back on the wall again and avoids looking at me. His face is flushed and I’m sure mine is too. He also takes his hand away from my grasp and plays with his fingers.“Yeah, okay,” I say softly in return as I stand to my feet. I can’t stop thinking of the moment we just had. It was so perfect but then he pulled away. “Is something wrong?” I voice my concerns, and he looks at me as he stands to his feet.“No, everything’s fine,” He tries to lie but it’s pretty clear that he is not telling the truth. “Shall we?” He begins to lead the way but I don’t follow him. I need to know what’s wrong. I’m a chronic overthinker, if I don’t get an answer now, my mind would torture me by coming up with its own answers.Zayn stops in his tracks when he realizes that I am not following him. “What’s wrong?” “I should be th

Zayn marches me right out of the room and through the hallway. I want to tell him to slow down but the tight frown on his face keeps my mouth shut. His hand is wrapped around mine, but not in a romantic way; maybe in a protective or scolding way, but definitely not romantic.As soon as we make a turn, we meet Ashton talking to one of the staff. His eyes widen in surprise when he sees us. “What the hell? What are you guys doing here?” I guess his father didn’t tell him about the meeting we just had. I don’t think I should even call that a meeting; a trap to strongarm us seems more suitable.“Can I know where my friends are?” Zayn ignores Ashton and asks the staff. “Right this way, I will show you to their rooms,” The young lady wearing the same uniform as the middle-aged lady that we met before says. Zayn looks at me, silently asking me if I’m coming along with him, but I wag my head slowly.“Go ahead, I will meet up with you and the others later,” I say to Zayn, and he forces a smil