These last two weeks have been shitty. While I am thankful that Felipe has let us stay within his coven, I am sick of Alaska. While vampires aren’t affected by the cold, I would still prefer to be someplace warmer, besides the fact that it is always dark here. Unfortunately, Europe is still out of the question. Since my father informed the council about me, I have had to keep a low profile. I have had Gerald and Donatello looking at places we could go. Zeke and Paulina should be here any time now. I wasn’t surprised to hear that Luca removed him from the council. It makes it harder to know what is happening within the council. Zeke was my spy, and while he is a whiny little shit, he was helpful. He has always thought he deserved more than he does. His family wasn’t one of the more prestigious families. He was even on the council because of his beloved, who was killed when Paulina was little, and because of his father. Although the man he knew as his father was not his biol

I have no idea why I went and watched Jackson getting his chest piece finished. I have no desire to get one. Tattoos don’t appeal to me. Something within me told me I needed to be with Sienna, and I wouldn’t argue. I can’t explain it to myself, much less to her. I knew she had caught on that I was acting weird. I wasn’t sure what I would tell her when she got here after school today. Derick was just as nervous. We had pulled him into my office the next day after our talk with Brielle at Sienna’s place. I am unsure who was more shocked to learn that one side of her family had once been hunters. I do remember when that happened. I knew the family she was speaking of, and they had been a thorn in the supernatural world for generations. I was not saddened to hear that they had been attacked and killed. I did feel bad that Brielle and her family had tried to distance themselves from that part of the family only to be used as a pawn. Evan has been here every night after getting

I have been scouring every book I have for the last fucking three days, and I still can’t find anything about a Phoenix. The information I have found is very limited. It is basically everything we told and not much more. I did speak with Cecilia, and she said that if this Anyia was friends with Bernard’s grandmother, then it is highly probable that she never truly disappeared. Still, since a Phoenix is “reborn” every few years, maybe her physical appearance changed enough that no one in the castle recognised her. She said that Anyia might have followed the royal children the whole time. If that is true, then I will bet that she is the one who raised Asher; as to why she adopted William, I guess only she can answer that. Now I just need to find this woman. Of course, finding a Phoenix isn’t so fucking easy. Bernard and Bianca flew back home this morning. Liam is looking for Anyia there, but I feel she is here. I drag my ass out to my car. I am heading to the cafe. Sienna sho

Fuck me, I haven’t been in a car accident before, and I am going to make sure as fuck not to get in another one ever. Not that Denver planned or meant to get into the accident but still. My whole fucking body hurts. Then again, it has only been two days since the accident. I am sitting in the room with Evan. I haven’t been that much help to him, but he isn’t complaining. I tried yesterday, but after five minutes of looking at the computer screen, I vomited in the bathroom. It also gave me a massive headache. Luca was not happy with me, but he knew I couldn’t sit in our room the whole time. We did go to the school yesterday morning and spoke with my professors. I guess Lainey, Avalon, and Denver had done the same. I was not surprised to find out that most professors were supernatural, and most had already heard what happened. I knew my professors wouldn’t have an issue. I am way ahead in most of my classes anyways, so they weren’t that concerned about me missing this week.

This has gone on long enough. I understand that Avalon has been through something, but the last straw was witnessing Whitney break down because Jackson was hurting. I promised Sienna I would stay out of it, but that is no longer an option. I told Whitney to let Jackson know that we will be having a meeting. She asked why, and I told her it was to clear up some shit. She still looked confused, but I didn’t want to say much to Avalon. “Ok, so why are were here?” Sienna asked. I had told her why I was having this meeting, and to my surprise, she wasn’t pissed at me like I expected her to be. I asked her why she was not mad, and she told me that Jackson was her friend and that it was time Avalon told us what the fuck was going on. I knew she was trying to give Avalon time to work her shit out, but when she saw Whitney sobbing and Jackson walking in today for the meeting, she was just as done with Avalon’s shit as I was. Avalon fidgeted in her seat when Jackson walked in, but a