KAYLA.ONE WEEK LATER.My heart has never known this kind of pain—the kind of heartbreak that tears you down and renders time meaningless. You feel numb, even after days watching everything pass while you’re barely holding on. The kind of heartbreak that aches your soul and fills you with a million unanswered questions and it’s all you ever think about.The what ifs, and the what could have been.The kind of heartbreak that stems from your worst fear and leaves you uncertain whether or not you want to carry on. I would never wish that kind of pain on my own enemy—the pain I was going through right now.The pain of losing an unborn child.As I sat across my bed with my arms folded, it didn’t hit me that I haven’t left this place in a while. All I did was lie down here with my fece turned to the ceilings, drowning in my own tears. People had come by but they could only do so much especially as that wasn’t what I wanted.I don’t even know what I wanted and what I didn’t.All I had were w

KAYLA.The scent of the woods trickled up my nose and the moment I closed my eyes, there was a sense of freedom that filled my entire body. The truth was I’d unknowingly kept my wolf repressed for so long amongst all the emotions I was so afraid of feeling. But still Isla didn’t take so long to rise within me, rather she burst out like my claws, bonding both my supernatural side to my humanity. She slowly comes out and it’s not as violent mad frantic as the very first time but rather it feels like my body stretching into anew.I could feel Lucien’s gaze pierce through me from a distance, watching my bones crack and my fingers flex and the fur that rose across my skin. My shoulders latched forward and all of a sudden, I was filled with senses that worked twice as much. My ears were sharp and my vision could see miles away now, although it could take some getting used to.But before I did anything else, I stood still for a moment to heave a deep breath, an attempt to fill my lungs with

KAYLA. I sat by my windowsill in the darkest hour of the night when all of a sudden I heard a knock upon my door. The frantic thud was loud enough to pull me out of the million thoughts that raced through my head. And when I turned around, my eyes met the ever compelling ones of Lucien. “What are you doing here?” I softly asked, without really fighting his presence this one thing. He was hesitant with his words, only clearing his throat as he closed the door behind him. I got up from the chair and we both walked to the opposite edges of the bed.“Knew there would be running tomorrow after everything that happened, I just wanted to make sure you’re okay” Lucien stuttered, sticking his hands into his back pocket and I raised my eyes to look back at him. “It’s hard I know, seeing your father that way. Even with everything, it doesn’t mean it will hurt less” He comforted and it struck my mind that damned be the day that Lucien Cordero was the one to comfort me.“Ridiculous” I crossed my

LUCIEN. ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY TWO YEARS AGO.“I have something for you” Her ever-gleaming eyes lit up as she brought out a syringe from her pockets. My gaze fell to what Juliet was holding in her hands and I arched my brows. “Is that?”“Visane” She scooted closer to me with a shrill chuckle and I couldn’t even pretend to be taken aback. Juliet was spontaneous and there was seldom anything that she could do that would truly surprise me. It was the first of many things that I was drawn to.“Yes!” She squealed. “Except it’s actually mixed with phutesenol and a spell—“ “A spell?” My eyes widened. “You always wished for a way that we could spend our whole lives together and Lucien, this is finally it” The smile across her lips dropped and there was so much emotion in her eyes that I was compelled to say yes.“Being immoral scares me” I muttered, darting my eyes to the needle but Juliet wavered it off with a scoff. “Except you’re just not immortal, you’re immoral with me” She locked our li

KAYLA.It usually started off like this. Clouded vision, aching joints as I staggered to my feet. The sharp scent of forest air piercing through my lungs and the utter disorientation that stemmed from the realization of being lost. All my nightmares started this way, after so long of not having them, alas they were back to haunt me. The tall shrieking trees rose up four times my height, beating against the winds with its wavering leaves and I looked around from the corner of my eyes before taking the next few steps. I knew what was coming, either Rafael would tumble out of nowhere or it would be the other strange wolf. However, both were usually followed by a shake in the grounds like an earthquake. So I knew what to expect, haven being here a couple times but something pricked my conscience that the rug was to be pulled from my right beneath my feet.And the forest always had its surprises. And like I guessed, startling me the next second was a crow which appeared out of nowhere