TYLEREven as I spoke to Ethan on the phone, I could see that Ada already knew that the call was, well, an important one."What did he say?" she inquired, just as I dropped the phone on my thigh.I drew closer to her, putting an arm around her shoulder. "Finally, some good news, or something like it.""Say more!""You see," I started, now giving her some space so that we could look at each other, "Ethan met up with that Clara lady and she told him how we could take down Acelia."Ada's brows were raised as she tried to restrain a smile. "For real? Oh, my fucking goodness! This is... this is good news!"I nodded, smiling. "Yeah, it is." I looked down at my hands before continuing. "But, for someone who was so hyped up about everything, he didn't seem so happy."Ada's smile slowly faded as she heard this. "But we don't know... okay, okay. How do we do it?""Do what?" I asked."Take her down.""Oh. Despite asking him to tell me, he claimed it wasn't something he could say on the phone."S

ETHANIt happened in an instant, although I didn't initially notice when it did.Sitting in the lustrous leather seat of the saloon, the engine purring in a calm rhythmic hum, the faint city lights drawing long streaks on the dark canvas of the night sky, my little mind began to drift away. Slowly, I began to get a feeling that I was moving into an uncharted realm. It wasn't easy to express, but it was as though one moment I was chatting with Brent with so much excitement, and the next moment, I was slipping into something I suspected was more than just a slumber.I tried to dismiss it as tiredness. I told myself that the fatigue of the day was seeping into my bones, making a somewhat intoxicating drowsiness weigh heavily upon me. But that was all normal, right? It was normal to get tired. Besides, it's no surprise since I had spent most of the day at the store.But, of course, this was merely my mind making an excuse to make sense of my reality – which, in all honesty, wasn't feeling

TYLERLet's be real here; neither Ada nor I wanted to leave. That was just the truth. We wanted to keep what we had enjoyed for days now. We wanted more of each other. But sadly, there wasn't much we could do. A faint "Goodnight" was pretty much the last word I heard from Ada. Since this morning, she maintained an absolute silence, quietly nodding in response to my morning greetings. It was unusual, as Ada was typically a friendly and engaging person. Concerned, I made multiple attempts to strike up a conversation, hoping to break through the barrier she had put up. However, each time, she steadfastly refused to engage, shutting down any attempts at dialogue, without saying a word herself. It was puzzling and left me wondering what I could possibly do to lift up what was weighing on her mind. Having known Ada for quite some time now, I knew she was not one to simply keep quiet for no reason. Of course, I knew there were a lot of things in the depths of her being, troubling her soul.

ADAI was pretty sure Tyler thought I was angry with him, and if I had been in even a slightly better mood, I would have chuckled at that misconception. It was far from anger that consumed me in that moment; it was a mixture of frustration and concern. After all, what was happening to me was happening to us both. Without a doubt, I knew that this whole situation was likely harder for me, but it didn't mean Tyler, or anyone else for that matter took any joy in it.Let's make this clear—I loved Tyler. That was a truth I saw no sense in hiding anymore. Yes, perhaps it was a little too early to say it outright, but it was undeniably how I felt. Each and every moment we shared felt like a precious gift, bestowed upon us by life itself. It was as though a hand from the heavens had reached out, dispelling the darkness that had lingered in my life, especially in the last few months. With every touch, every glance, and every word exchanged, it was as if that celestial hand had opened a previou

TYLERYou know, when I closed my eyes, I could really see Ada and I working out. I could see us being in a very serious relationship, learning stuff together, taking trips. I could see us being happy.But then, I opened them back, and we were still in our living room, wondering if there was a way we could survive whatever Acelia and Alex had for us."Love you, Mum," Ada said, getting off the phone. "Don't worry, I will call once we are done here."Ada had just gotten off the phone with her parents. Her parents wanted to come over, but given the distance we all thought it was best they didn't. Ada could relay everything said here to them. Besides, we didn't really need them at the moment.So we had all agreed to find Agatha before the other werewolves would get here.Or at least try."What about Clara's way?" Ada asked, sitting up. "Are we just going to toss that aside?"We all took a moment to consider Ada's question, the weight of her query hanging heavily in the air. The truth was,