Alessia's POV"Calm down Alessia, stop pacing around." Allen cautioned me.I threw him a vicious glare ignoring his advice. I still didn't want to believe that Patrick stooped so low to cause trouble for Collin. Not only did he make Collin the bad egg, he also had him suspended and that is something I am not going to allow.Staring at the principals door, for it to burst open any moment from now had me on the edge. I want to hit him across the face so hard till he falls down flat on his face. It's so surreal that I had been into someone as loose headed as him.My eyes went towards Ashley who had her arms wrapped around herself. Despite having Ashley as the witness to the whole fight scene. The principal listened to what Patrick and his mother had to say instead and had Collin thrown out of the school like a piece of trash. I walked up to Allen, "I am calling Ashley's dad right now." "Don't Alessia. Just let it be. It would be too much trouble for Collin, you know how powerful Patric

Alessia's POVI sat down in the middle of the room being the centre of attention. After leaving the school I decided to take a long stroll to clear my head, there was no need telling what I would be facing in the house. Rather than run from it; I decided to prepare myself mentally. But nothing prepared me for the presence of the whole community also regarded as my entire family ready to delegate on my matter. The one person that I feared the most, my grandfather; grandpa Gregory Winters. That man scares the shit out of me with Gus dominance. They must have been awaiting my return, because the moment I stepped into the living room they were all sitted looking crossed at me. And a chair that reminded me of the witness box was placed in the middle of them all.Without being told, I sat my butt down on it looking up at everyone as I expected them to say something already. One look at Joxer and I was ready to result to violence and flip the chair at him. That man has no reasoning bone in

Alessia's POVI couldn't take my eyes off Collin, every of his move I wanted to be aware of. It felt like ages since I have been away from him. It felt like the best news I have ever heard when Allen had asked us to leave school during break to see him. Since grandpa had been insistent on me going back to being trained rigorously, I have hardly had enough time to myself during the last few days. Despite our constant communication on phone it didn't feel the same as seeing him physically and getting to touch him. He is becoming more of an addiction. However, I couldn't bring myself to have a moment with him because of how ashamed I was. Patrick has crawled his way back to me all thanks to my mum, to make matters worse he had been at the house last night and had forced me to kiss him. The thought of it irked me and everytime Collin smiles at me, it makes me feel like a cheat. I smiled lightly seeing Collin and Allen bond as they played bowling together. Allen had insisted we visit th

Alessia's POVI glared at Allen as he tried showing off his archery ability, it annoys me everytime he throws my dull skill in my face. But one thing I do know for certain is that he can't wave his fist and move as swiftly as I can. At the same time, being really great at archery is the feature of being part of a Winter family. It feels awful when you are the only one in the whole family different and unable to do what they all do best. I have been trying my best to understand why as an evolving family they still have to stick to the use of something so ancient as an arrow to fight against werewolves. And here I am a supposed heiress who is so poor at shooting an arrow. It's our daily routine of practicing in the early hours of the morning before heading to school as ordered by grandpa. Judging by the view of the sky, I might be stuck here with Allen for another hour."Can I get some rest already?" I howled into the silent morning. Causing Joxer to throw a burning stare towards me.

Collin's POVBreathing hard as I struggled to open my eyes it felt like a certain force was holding me down. Preventing me from making a move. When I finally pushed myself from the bed, beads of sweat laced my forehead. I was having the same nightmare again, this time it had me shifting and running for dear life. It bothers me that I sort of act cowardly in the bid to protect myself, when I was suppose to face them and stand in for myself.Standing up groggily, I groaned my way to the bathroom to wash up my face. Checking the time it's almost noon. I must have slept for long hours, considering how late i had slept trying to work on Seth's school project. Brushing up my teeth hurriedly, I made my way to the kitchen. Somehow, hunger got the better part of me and I couldn't keep a space to worry about what the nightmare is all about. I paused to listen when I heard some voices that sounded like they were arguing. Eaves dropping is not something I do, but when it has to do with Wayne an