Alessia's POVI felt better the next morning and was ready to get some knowledge in my head. I and Allen stayed up through the night making silly jokes until uncle Walter had us scampering off to our rooms. Getting a reminder of it had me laughing to myself."You headed for school or what?" Allen popped his head through my door.I flung my bag on my shoulder hurriedly, "I'm right behind you." Checking myself in the mirror once again, I needed to look my best for Collin. Smacking my lips in satisfaction, I headed down the stairs."Shouldn't you wait for Patrick to come pick you up?" Joxer said, from where he sat on the couch in the living room."Good morning to you too uncle. And do have a nice day." I said heading out of the house.Allen laughed lightly, "that was a huge blow. He would hate you so bad." "Not like I want him to feel otherwise. He enjoys stepping on me too much and I can't let him ruin the rest of my day from now."He opened the car door, "let's get you to class then."

Alessia's POVI didn't realize I had zone out while telling the story. It seem like I could envision the exact scene of when my torment started right in front of me. "Alessia!" Collin called out louder this time around.Jolting out of my reverie, my heart pounded loudly. "Yes." "Alessia!" Collin looked worried as he stood upright with his hand buried in his hair. "You scared me so bad. What happened to you? It's fine If you don't want to talk about it, let's just forget it." Stretching out my hand, I pulled him close to me. "I am sorry I made you worried. It's just that I have never told the exact story to anyone before. I want to talk about it, that is if you don't mind listening."Clasping my hands with his, Collin kissed it. "I am here for as long as you intend to talk.""Thank you so much Collin." I was indeed grateful for his understanding. Taking in a deep breath, I continued. "When I confronted him, to my utmost shock Patrick had me flying across the room after giving me a r

Collin POV"Someone looks happy." Annette whispered behind me.Looking back at her I smiled brightly, "Hey Annette come join me." I patted the space next to me. After spending half the day with Alessia I had returned home to find the whole house empty. Not wanting to remain indoor alone, I had come up to the roof to seat. "So, why are you so happy?" A laugh escaped my lips, "how would you know I am happy?" She rolled her eyes, "your shoulders look relaxed and you were throwing out your leg not fearing you could fall off."I snickered, "you know I wouldn't.""Just making an emphasis. What happened today?" She inquired.I stared out into the busy streets as my brain played out the moment I and Alessia had spent together all day in each other's arms. Talking, making out, eating our orders and repeat. Till her alarm reminded us of the need to be home. When I asked her why she had set an alarm in her watch, she had explained the reason to be due to situations where she forgets herself

Miranda's POV"I promise to talk to her Carla, please." I tried to reason with the raging woman on the other end of the phone."Patrick is so unhappy and you know how much he loves her. Please talk to her, I don't want my son to do anything crazy." Carla wailed. "Don't worry, they would be back together in no time." I assured her. The line went dead and a hot breath escaped my nostrils. Dad glared at me with those stiff eyes of his that would snuff confidence out of anyone. The phone had been placed on speaker for him to hear."And what is this I am hearing? Why the hell is Alessia misbehaving?" He bellowed in his bass voice. It had fearful shivers running down my spine. I don't think I would ever get used to hearing dad's angry tone. The fear of Gregory Winters is sure the beginning of wisdom. I inhaled, "I don't know yet dad. They are teenagers, probably they got into a small argument. It would sort itself in no time.""It had better sort itself. If not you know what that means.

Collin's POVI held my backpack tightly to my back almost as I waited for Ashley to come. Before I headed to bed late last night, she had texted me to meet up with her as early as I can in school before other people start to arrive. Knowing it has to do with her discovery as regards my necklace. I was feeling a bit anxious, I couldn't tell what I was expecting. But at th same time, I just feel it's appropriate for me to know why it looks so extraordinary. If it were up to me I would have taken it off, since none of the guys my age have something so odd on themselves. But I am a werewolf, which is a fact and might be the reason behind my possession of it. Being sincere with myself, the only reason I haven't taken it off is all because it's the only personal thing that reminds me of my mum. Everytime my hand brushes through it, it feels like she is close to me. The nightmares have heightened and it keeps pointing towards some evil people trying to reach me through the necklace. Prob