All Chapters of GRIPPED UPON SECRET.(#1): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"So, what do you think? " My mom asks, waving her hand around. We have moved towns but it hasn't sunk in yet. I suspected we would but I was not clear on the chosen time. Mom dropped hints every chance she got and all I did was wait. Until she finally acted. "It's very nice," my eyes do a quick scan of our surroundings. She had shown me around but I clearly did not pay attention. The details are blurry, my thoughts elsewhere. I notice the disappointment on her face and instantly regret creeps up on me. She tries to cover it up with a smile but it's too weak. It makes things worse. " I thought you were okay with us moving." I hear resignation in her voice. I can tell that she's made up her mind on what I'm thinking. " I am," I move to the other side of the counter, taking a seat. " You don't sound like it." She complains, leaning against the cupboards with crossed arms. "Would you rather I run around the neighbourhood naked, letting everyone know how much I love our new and b

In the land of the Black Shadow Pack....... Nothing could have prepared Alpha Tristan of the Black Shadow Pack than the events from last night. As he sat behind the large oak wood desk, he pondered over the message her received and kept hidden from everyone. The past and present have knocked at your doorstep, this time, do answer. The answers you seek are in the one meant to be protected. If you look hard enough, your questions will no longer remain in your dreams.' The Message had said. The sender had been anonymous, a mystery just like the note. He'd always been a man prepared, though he knew one could never be too prepared. Last night seemed to prove that. He would have thrown the note away, opting to not entertain all this but something gnawed at him to keep it. The past, the present, but mostly the past had a way of letting him know that it wasn't done with him. He was not perfect by any means and in his journey to the position he occupied, a position earned and claimed by d

He's here. My boyfriend is here and I don't know how to process it. I am happy that he is here, truly, I am. However, I am a little conflicted. My emotions are all over the place at the moment. I am surprised, shocked even, that he showed up like this so late at night. I worry about the long trip he had to take, to get here. The exhaustion is clearly visible on his face. He travelled a long way and arrived late, that concerns me. He's told me not to worry, reassuring me that he is okay when clearly he is not. When he appeared at the living doorway, I sat frozen in place. It took time for me to process the fact that he's here. One touch from him knocked me back to the present. The next thing I knew, I launched myself at him, nearly knocking his crouched self on the floor. With Ethan here, the movie night was honestly forgotten. All that mattered and still does, is him being here when I've missed him terribly. Mom definetely had her share of fun, when she couldn't even hide how

With the next week fastly approaching, it's clear that I am not really ready. I'm more nervous than anything but I'll get used to it. Hopefully. Everything that comes with a new school always makes me nervous, it's like entering a different yet familiar world because it is school. With Ethan in town, he's taken my mind off things that may be concerning for me. Now I look forward to simply seeing him the next day. Mom has not spared me from her teasing. She thinks it's cute how I get when he's around. I admit that I can get a little clingy around him and he doesn't seem to mind. I mean, I try not to but it's Ethan. Being in his presence is what I love and have not tired from. ' You don't miss me as much as you miss him.' Those were mom's words as she continually teased me. She had invited me over for lunch but today but I politely declined. Ethan and I already made plans and I had no intention, to travel to town more than once. She'd said those words then, which pulled out a wo

"Mmm." My moan reaches my ears first before I attempt to open my eyes. My whole body feels heavy, any attempt to move takes effort. My eyes are an exception. I force my eyes open, blinking a couple of times as I adjust to the brightness in the room. 'Its morning already?' I'm back in my room, sleeping in my own bed and I am relieved. I find it the most difficult when I have to sit up, because of my head that starts spinning. Seated and leaned against my pillows, I close my eyes and take a long and deep breath. I need a minute. And that's what I take. The quiet morning calming me more. A look to the side onto my nightstand, I notice a glass of water and two green coloured pills, on it. 'This must be for me.' ' Ethan.' Without question nor doubt, I reach for both and take each pill. It's a challenge itself to swallow down because of my sore throat. Another minute of sitting in silence, I use it to shove back any unwelcome thoughts. They have been pressing down on me, trying