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LucasI want to argue with Sarah. Things can’t be as gloomy as they seem. We’ve already faced so many foes. We’re outmaneuvered countless enemies before.Could we really be up against something so deadly again?It does seem like trouble follows us though. As soon as I think I’m getting peace with my beloved mate, something comes along to get in the way. I won’t let it fully tear its way between us though. I notice the creeping tension that was building, and I’m determined to keep it away. I will preserve what has been building up between us.“We’ll fix this,” I assure her. “Before other fairies and wolves can be taken. We’ll figure out who’s behind this and they will be punished. We will restore that sense of safety once more.”“Of course, we will,” she snaps. She takes a deep breath. “Sorry I’m so on edge. It just is unnerving to think there might be someone out there targeting all of us. It makes me wonder why. “It’s such a strange combination which is scary. How will we f

Levi“I want you to know how much we really appreciate pack members like you,” Sarah says, as I finish up my dessert before switching off for patrol for the night. “Your willingness to help keep us safe is admirable. We couldn’t do this successfully without that kind of bravery and sacrifice.”I smile with pride at her words. This is one of the reasons why I’m devoted to her and this pack. I always feel appreciated her, welcomed. I feel like I truly matter.“I appreciate you,” I reply. “Honestly, Sarah, you are an incredible Alpha. Something about you inspires confidence. It makes me believe in the mission of this pack. And I’d do anything to help see it through. I’m just grateful to be part of it.”“I’m so glad to hear that,” she says. “Just stay safe, okay? Stay with your partner. I want everyone to be safe.”“We will be,” I vow. “We don’t need to lose another member of the pack.”At that, I finish up the last of my food and head out to my post to relieve my twin sister from

LucasI’m a little worried about stopping in to see the fairies. Not because I think it’s a bad idea, but because I suspect our pack wouldn’t agree with it. Still, it is nice to be back again. I’ve missed them all and it does feel like a place where we belong, despite how strange that is.The fairies look weary as we join them. They flutter to us but with much less enthusiasm than before. They’re all disheartened and I’m nervous about hearing whatever they have to share with us.“We haven’t seen you in a while,” the leader, Penelope says as she confronts us. She’s the most angelic looking fairy with gold wings, purple eyes, and silver hair. She glows as she flies and clearly has the most abundance of magic. Though she’s smaller, I feel inferior in front of her.“We’ve come across some problems with our pack,” Sarah explains. “Two of our members have gone missing. One was found in the woods but… she was found dead. Whoever took her killed her in a horrific manner.”“I’m so sorry

SarahLucas and I keep running after our adventure by the waterfall. We’re both tired, but we push ourselves to get their faster. We both feel a little guilty about the break, so we’re determined to make up for the time we lost.However, it’s not like we left super early in the day. And eventually we have to stop. We make camp for the night and I watch him from across the light of the fire. He’s so handsome that I just want to be with him always. I want a break from the craziness so we can just enjoy each other.“I love you,” I say, as cuddle each other close that night.“I love you too,” he whispers. And I can tell he means each word. Our bond is strengthened once again.We shift into our wolf forms so we don’t need a blanket, then curl up together. I bury my head into the warm fur of his neck. With him I feel happy, safe, and totally in love. Despite the circumstances we find ourselves in, I’m content as we drift off to sleep.My bladder isn’t what it used to be like though n

AdrianaMy home is the most magical out of everyone else’s in the group. I stretch in my satin sheets that are fitted over my gold bed and I look around at the riches that are continuously brought to me.The finest foods and drinks it upon ornate tables. My favorite paintings hang on royal purple walls. A gold, full length mirror is perfect for showing off the wide array of clothes that were tailor made for me. And the white and gold furniture makes me feel like one of those queens I’ve read about in the vast book collection I have.So, I feel bad for complaining. I never do out loud. I don’t want to sound ungrateful. In my mind though, I’m screaming from boredom.I haven’t been allowed to leave my gold cage for a week. I’ve been banished to my room, though I haven’t done anything wrong. I paint, play my harp, read, write.Yet I miss the sunlight on my skin. I miss the feel of the grass beneath my bare feet. I miss the quiet of the woods, the gentle sounds of nature around me.