There are only two ways this disastrous situation can go. The realistic one and the completely unreasonable one. On one hand, it could happen that Elliot, being the villain he is, will beat me up mercilessly in front of everyone and no one will help me because it seems that in this place laws do not exist. I will cry and humiliate myself and after a while he will stop beating me and come closer to whisper something cruel. Or... maybe, it could be that all these years I've been suppressing superpowers and when it's time for the fight they will come out and I will annihilate Elliot. Then I will revive him and he will be so grateful that he will not be able to control the love he feels for me and he will beg me to be his for all eternity. Eva will lose, she will be my slave and I will be happy forever."Hey, Elliot," Lesley shouts, pulling me out of my mental trance, "I need your help here, you can't stay with one kid the whole time. Come here."Did that beta just call me a kid? Is she

The next morning, I oversleep. That has never happened before. I've never even needed an alarm, I have always woken up at four in the morning, no exceptions. Except for today, I guess. I grab my phone and gasp when I see that it's half past eight in the morning. I've never slept so much in my whole life, I think that's why I feel so weird... rested, even. I don't know why no one woke me up, but I'm kind of glad, this way I saved myself four and a half hours of watching my parents kissing all over camp pretending they’re perfect and watching every damn thing I do like I'm a kid at his first football game. "What's wrong with you, are you sick?" my mother asks as soon as I take a step into the cafeteria. She's sitting on my dad's lap, who's scowling at me."No, no, I just overslept. I'm going to grab a fruit or something, and then I'll go with my group.""Oh, I want to go with you!""Uh... no... I don't think that's a good idea," I start to say, because I definitely don't want her wa

"I have to give the news to your father, he's going to be so excited!” my new mother-in-law exclaims, making me grimace. No one else needed to know about this little white lie, especially not that man."Uhm, I think it would be better if this stays, you know, just between us," I mutter. She makes a motion with her hand to shut me up that reminds me of myself. Oh, no. This woman is just like me. This is bad. "There are no secrets in our family, my dear. You'll know soon enough," she lets me know, patronizing me. Elliot still can't speak and I can almost feel the negative heat waves his body is giving off. With each passing second he gets angrier and angrier at me, and I don't want his mom to leave us alone, but she strokes her son's expressionless face one last time before flying off. To avoid Elliot's hate-filled gaze, I try to concentrate on observing my surroundings. It's a big room, almost as big as where I sleep with nine other delinquents, but in this one there are only thre

I take my dress, underwear, my toiletries, my shoes, the little makeup I brought, my perfume and my brush and I start the journey to Elliot's room."Who is it?" Hunter asks when I knock. There are gunshots and screams coming from in there. "Angelique!" I answer, and suddenly the gunshots and screams die down and Elliot opens the door, looking at me with narrowed eyes. "What are you doing here? It's not time to go yet.""I need to take a shower and I can't do it in our filthy showers, which is why I decided to come and beg to use your bathroom," I explain, trying to sound innocent. Elliot looks reluctant, "Please? You made me sweat more today than I ever have before.""Hmm, I guess. I don't want a stinky mate," he mumbles and steps aside to let me pass. I think his horrendous behavior today made him get rid of some of the anger, because he doesn't look as tense and ready to kill me as he did yesterday, "But don't think this will be a habit. It's just for today, a special occasion tha

After a while Angelique returns to the table, hands the phone to my father and quickly sits down next to me, not looking at me once.She is probably afraid of what my reaction will be. What her punishment will be for daring to kiss me. But I can't really punish her for violating my mouth, we're not in camp so it would be impossible for me to do anything but warn her not to do that ever again. Regardless of how good that kiss was, how good she smells when her wolf is present, how good her lips tasted and the way she... no, that doesn't matter because right now, with this drought, I would love to kiss any omega. There's nothing special about her. Except maybe how good she looks today."What's wrong, sweetie?" my mother asks Angelique, concerned, "Why are you crying?""It's just... I missed talking to my dad," she answers in a low, cracked voice and carefully wipes her eyes, smudging them black anyway. The smudges bother me so much that I have to grab her face and wipe it because seriou