Perhaps I was a little in over my head when I thought that making a peaceful relationship with humans as I am now would be easy. If the writings on my desk weren’t proof enough or the stares that I get when I am walking the hallway of the school, then the whispers obviously are. Classes resume pretty normally, as normal as I can understand the lesson. I still don’t understand much about what they are teaching, but I swear I am making an effort. I try to comprehend what the textbooks say while listening to the lecture, but its hard to focus when things are thrown in your way—from crumpled paper to an eraser. I did try to make an attempt to block them but the professor ended up thinking that I was trying to cause trouble and threatened me that they wouldn’t hesitate to activate my collar if I did. It was embarrassing on my part, but there really is nothing that I can do. I don’t think that trying to explain the situation to them is going to work, not while I sense malice from the profe

It was nighttime when I noticed someone knocking on my door. It took me a moment to make sure I was not just hearing things before I continued. I get up and rub sleep from my eyes, trying not to glare at the window where the noise was coming from. I have to contain my gasp when I see Ajax outside of my window, gesturing for me to let him inside. The sight alone is enough to shake me awake. I quietly crack open my window and move back to let him inside. “What are you doing here?” I said it in a hushed tone once he was inside my room, landing softly on the carpet floor. Ajax stands, turning in my direction with a sly smile. “I was hoping that you would join me for a run.” I give him a look with one brow raised. What do those humans say when someone says something crazy? Oh, right. “Are you on crack?” “That’s not really the type of words you say if someone is doing you a favor…” There’s a mixture of disappointment and displeasure in his tone. It left me feeling somewhat guilty, bu

How ironic.The pack that used to be my home is now holding me captive. There was a huge uproar when Max brought me back. Every single one of the Lycans cried out to have me banished or executed. It apparently wasn’t kept a secret that I sided with the hunters, so of course they would be angry. I would have died at the hands of the alpha if Max hadn’t convinced his father that he would keep me in line and break whatever brainwashing the humans did to me. After all, I was the best fighter that they have and putting me down would be a shame if they lost me. I don’t want to owe my life to Max, but I can’t argue that if it weren’t for him, I don’t think that I would be alive the moment we set foot back in the pack. Currently, I am living in his quarters since it is the only safe living space that I can be in without the fear of any lycans going in and trying to kill me. I thought that I would be placed in the dungeon or something but Max was stubborn, saying he wants to keep an eye on m

Seeing Ajax is like a dream and a nightmare.What is he doing here? Is he here to make sure that I don’t return to the humans or does he want to make sure that I keep the werewolves’s secret?Looking at Ajax, I just feel more and more conflicted. He is on his knees, seemingly at a loss for words, and he looks like he might burst into tears at any moment. He looks exhausted and it seems like he has lost some weight. His long hair is no longer tied and falls like curtains over his shoulder and face. Dare I say it, but he looks horrible right now. What happened to him? “Belle,” He tries to reach through the bars towards one of my front paws, but I quickly withdraw them away from his hand. I could not help it. It was an instinctive reaction. Just seeing him reminded me of the betrayal. I am still unsure of whether Ajax is part of that plan. For me, trusting anyone is hard right now. Even looking at him is hard enough as it is. “I’m so sorry.” He sounds so defeated. I wish that I could

Hearing Ajax offer me a position in his pack almost made me believe that the alpha of the werewolves was crazy. Surely he must have thought about what the other members of his pack would think, right? There will be trouble if word gets out about it. I know about Indigo having a huge problem having me in the pack so I am almost certain that there would be others who wouldn’t want me there either. Ajax left earlier and told me that I could stay in the cave for as long as I wanted. He said that he would drop by from time to time just to check up on me. I know that it is only a facade to ask me to think about his job offer. I could have said no right then, but he left in a hurry. Something tells me that he did it on purpose because he knows that I am going to decline it right away. Leaving right away did occur to me, but as I am now, I don’t have a destination in mind. I am sure the Lycans would make me their top target and suspect in the murder of their heir. To say the least, this