If enjoying life is a sin, I’m definitely destined to go to hell.I love my life, everything is perfect and there is nothing that could ever stop me from achieving everything I want because everything I want is within my reach. Nothing is impossible for me.But… I also think I'm a bit like Icarus and with my last decision to enjoy my life, I totally flew too close to the sun and all my precious wings got burned. The descent was sickeningly horrible. Killing a human (accidentally!) is the worst thing I have ever done and I understand the anger of my whole family, but I also think everyone overreacted a bit. Everyone in my pack demanded that there had to be consequences for me and so I ended up in a public trial where everyone heard mine and Marea’s story.I wasn't the one who killed that human, but I was an accomplice to the situation. So the judge gave me two options: six months in the Vancouver's special prison for wolves. Or two months at Wolf Camp for Delinquents, providing my se

"Okay," I agree, sitting up for a second to wipe my face and get into the proper position. I'm willing to do what he asks... but the bad news is that I've never done push-ups. Rather, I've never done any kind of exercise. That's why even as a werewolf, I'm incredibly weak when my wolf isn’t feeling like manifesting, like right now. I can't do more than twenty push-ups and my whole body starts shaking, "No... I can't do it.""Sure you can," he crouches down to the side of me so he can look into my eyes, and for a second I'm expecting a cute motivational speech. Silly me, "You better. Eating paste is worse than starving. Besides, I don't think you want to deal with the hate of 9 people who sleep in the same cabin as you, where no one can help you if they decide to do something to you."It wasn't a nice talk, but it serves to motivate me just the same. So I try to do it again, but when I do another ten, I start shaking again, and it frustrates me so much that the tears start to come. Th

I open my eyes and sigh. I feel like I'm in paradise. The air conditioning has never felt so comfortable and refreshing before. I guess it's true that you don't value what you have until you're sent to a miserable camp in the desert."You’re awake. It's about time," I hear someone say. I open my eyes and see Sergeant Thorne sitting in a leather chair next to my gurney, playing with his phone. I'm in a hospital, I think, judging by the machines, the gurney and the IV attached to my pale arm, "Stand up. It's time to go, I wasted four hours of my valuable time here, all because some delicate lady got dehydrated and passed out.""Well, what the fuck did you expect?" I huff, regretting it almost immediately, as he squints his honey eyes at me, "I mean, what the fuck did you expect, Sir? I didn't get more than two hours of sleep last night. And you've physically abused me under the sun for two days straight.""That's not my problem. And I haven't physically abused you, watch your words," he

"Hey, Angelique what happened? What took you guys so long?" Eva asks as soon as she gets to me. I snort a laugh and narrow my eyes at her. She was complaining earlier about not wanting to be my best friend and now she's demanding the gossip I collected? I don’t think so. "The sergeant and I were making love on a rock while the General watched.""Ew, what the hell? You're fucking sick," she gives me a reproving look but I just roll my eyes. She doesn’t get my humor either, what a lame best friend. I sigh and put my arm around her shoulders again so she doesn't pull away from me, "I don't like you touching me all the time. I need personal space.""Why not? Don’t you like women? I thought I was doing you a favor.""I do like girls, but I would never like you," her tone is annoyed, but she doesn't force herself out of my grip, "If you're going to keep forcing this friendship, at least tell me what you were talking about with Sergeant Thorne.""Nothing interesting, really. I tried to forc

When the other team's turn begins, Angelique says something to them again and they all seem to agree. With how much they seem to hate her, I'm surprised they listen to her at all. But whatever they have planned seems to work because they create a human bridge so they can all cross the quicksand and let no one get left behind. I am so impressed by this that I can't even move. They are doing so much better than I've ever seen any group do before. And when they get to the wall, Angelique pulls out all the pieces of Velcro she ripped off and, instead of putting them back horizontally like they were at the beginning, the witch puts them one on top of the other, so that way it works like a ladder and they can climb the wall one by one like nothing. They finish in forty-two minutes, while the other team took an hour and twenty-three minutes. I'm so immersed in them that at first I don't notice the two athletic alphas on the other team arguing heatedly, very closely. I can sense a fight so