Nothing that has ever happened to Anya was planned for. First, she lost her parents and had to go to stay with her aunt. In a strange land with an aunt that was barely visible, she had to stay by herself most days she was home until she began school and met her best friend and former lover, Emma. Hunters took her from her in cold blood one ill-fated Sunday. Moving back to Longroove as a young adult to work and live a quiet life, she meets Vincent, the alpha of the wolf pack who feels she is a threat to his reign. And now, her aunty returns to Longroove after 15 years to tell her how her parents were murdered in cold blood by the family they were closest to. As Anya sat at her desk, Caleb was seated adjacent to her. Berdie May, who had made her entrance with the sad news leaned against Anya's desk. "Your classroom seems nice with plenty of little desks. How many pupils do you have?" Berdie asked casually, taking in the view of the environment. "25," Anya simply replied, biting down

Arms raised in surrender, I stared at the girl I had been in a relationship with for the past year. She looked scared. She was afraid of me. Afraid of me? Have I ever given her a reason to be? I was some steps away from the entrance of the ward but decided to come close and explain some things to her. One step forward, my arms still raised, I began. " I was born this way. I didn't choose to become a werewolf. My parents were wolves and the good ones at that. They didn't choose it either. Some persons are born vampires. They would have to live with it all the days of their lives. They would remain in the shadows and only come out when the sun is out." At the mention of vampires, I watched her visibly shake, but I still took another step forward. My voice was steady, my arms still in the air, I continued. " I have never imagined hunting humans for meals or fun. I have never liked the idea of some wolves and vampires doing that. I have only gotten into a fight with a human as a way

I got discharged from the hospital yesterday and have been in my house since then. My pain has subsided, thanks to my werewolf speed healing power. I rarely have visitors and so, when my doorbell went off at 8:15 pm, I didn't know what to think. I remained seated where I was and waited for the bell to go off again. After few seconds the bell went off again and I began to walk to my door. On the way, a scent wafted into my nose. Anya's coconut oil. Why was Anya at my place at 8:15 on a Saturday night? I ignored the question and walked to the door. Opening it, before me stood Anya and Caleb. Pissed doesn't come close to capturing the look I saw in their eyes. I ignored it, stepped aside for them to come in. Both walked past me without saying a word. Closing the door, I joined them on my couch in my little sitting room. Nobody said anything until I was seated. Uneasy silence descended upon us like heavy blanket. Immediately I tried to break the uneasy silence, Anya beat me to it.

Anya adjusted herself and walked past me offering an assuring smile. She walked to Maya, smiled and continued to head out. It was unlike her. Maya, on the other hand, turned and walked out of the rest room as if in pursuit of Anya. Coming out of the restroom, I walked into a scene of her Maya having a mini argument almost outside the restroom, a cupboard shielding them from the students. When I got close, they separated and Maya excited the class. I walked to Anya, and she looked away. "Trouble in paradise?" I asked as worry began etching into my face. "Not really, I am just disappointed." "Just that?""And pissed!""Now, you are taking. About?""So, my aunty knew the cure this Miss Cold and kept it to herself all these while? How could she?""We now have a name for it?""Extempore thingy""Nice. So, why are you mad at your girl?""Dude, how could she side Birdie May?" Do you…""Dude pause for a sec. She is right. What if she just discovered it? Also, have you asked yourself the

Indeed love conquers it all. Look at how eager Anya's lover was to break the link between her and Malcolm. When did lamb become that bold? Perhaps, I have been away for too long. Well, I am here and will do the little I can. What bothers me most is the Silverclaws and their swon hatred for the Watson family. It was his father, now it is his son's turn to hunt Anya. I wish I had the power to stop what it is coming. Poor Anya. I wish I could tell her who really told her principal about her sexuality. Perhaps, I could. Even though it might ignite war, I will do it to keep Rodriguez away from his plan for now. Anya isn't strong enough yet to fight. Allowing Rodirguez to bring his dark magic towards her is giving him the upper and to enslave a primus. And if that happens, it is taking the world back to the days of black magic and old religion. No one should ever have to witness that. Also, Anya needs training. Perhaps, it's time to uncloak myself and get her busy, especially now that