“Savannah,” Jenny called again while she was busy completing her stuff for the trip. This trip could be a stress buster, and Savannah needed it. Since the time she landed on this university campus, things have gotten complicated. She encountered several unnatural things which she never expected. She opened her drawer, and her eyes stuck on the long-forgotten packet. The pills box Sheila has gifted ways the gift was from her mom.“Savi, how long are you going to take?” Jenny interrupts her thoughts by tapping on the door.“I am coming,” Savannah stuffed the pillbox in her bag while zipping it up as she placed her bag. Her eyes shifted unconsciously towards the calendar, seeking the full moon night evening coming in the next two days. Having pills is no harm; she had to prepare herself for the unexpected. If things happened again, she would be ready for it. Besides, Sheila already mentioned the importance of these pills.“Nathan has sent his car to pick us up,” Jenny giggled, looking do

The blood in her veins went cold, and her senses turned numb. She was watching her death in the eyes of those deadly wolves drooling with venomous saliva. On the other hand, she was not sure if this wolf who was shackled next to her would save her or would enjoy feasting on her body. At that moment, everything flashed through her mind about how Sheila loved her and her little sister Monique. The unfinished goals of her life and that entire bucket list she had in her treasure box. Everything crossed in her memories, and she closed her eyes, making those dreams roll down her cheeks.Call it the anxiety or the effect of moonlight milking its way on her body, her body tensed up, and the symptoms she had on the last full moon night surfaced. The cold dead veins bubbled with fresh blood and changed their appearance into black veins. It was the first she felt when her ankle bone twisted on her own, and her hazel eyes sparkled, making those deadly wolves scrutinize their hollow eyes.What is

Fear triggers to become active for self-defense or shut down the entire system. For Savannah, it was shutting down her entire system and aligning the memory one after another. The sheer morning lights entered, and they were ready to tap on her eyelids. Like her usual morning,s she cringed when those sunlights flashed on her closed lids, but the surge of pain crossed her body and started her senses actively to be in hibernate mode. She fluttered those lids and adjusted her cornea with the heavy lights, calculating it was late morning.The sight in front of her eyes was not her usual dorm and the glass slider, but it was a wooden room, like a typical farmhouse showing the plain grounds filled with sprinkled bunches of haystacks.Adrenaline shot through her brain. She sat up in haste and surveyed around. The wall was not delicate with eye-soothing color but filled with dark grey, holding an old scenic painting and a wall-size mirror emitting her illusion.Looking at herself in the mirror

FLASHBACK- Fifteen years back Hugging her doll, Savannah sat outside the pack’s clubhouse, waiting for her mom to come out of Alpha’s room. Her innocent eyes anticipated looking at her other aunts and elders going with other male members into their destined place. “Where are they going?” She questioned the girl, two-year older than her, sitting next to her. “My mom said they will talk and come back in an hour.” But something didn’t match up when her favorite aunt went inside the room and seemed unhappy about it. Savannah saw Sheila’s smile vanish when a man told her to sit on his lap and took her inside. “What did they talk?” Poor Savannah looked in her mother’s direction and remembered the same question she had asked this morning. “I don’t know; mom told me they needed our help to fix things.” Both the girls looked at this confusing picture dangling in front of them. What kind of help did these men want from their mothers? “Where is your mom?” the girl asked, looking down a

There was a silence slipping into the environment. Sheila blankly stared at Amor. The eerie haunted memories crippled her mind, letting those tears soak into her lip line, remembering her friend Amara, who sacrificed her life to save hers and Savannah’s. She stroked the pendant she had kept for so long to give it to Savannah, but never in all this time could she gather the courage to tell her the truth. She extended the last picture she had of Amara towards Amor. “We did nothing to my baby. We tried to save her from all the monsters out there.” Sheila wiped the last tear and waited for Amor to decide the couple’s fate. He might declare them as rogues and leave them to wander for their entire life, or he could take a stand and change history. Amor heaved a low breath. This was the first time he saw a wolf, without caring about themselves, serve against the pack orders just to save a woman’s last wish. “Why didn’t you come to me?” He needed to know how much they trusted him. Trust