ZEKE.I stand in front of the courtyard, my hands clutching the reins of Goliath, my eyes are fixated elsewhere, but my mind is on someone else.I think of her. Her golden eyes, and I think if she would come, yesterday memories fill my mind, Goddess, I didn’t even know what I wanted to do when she fell.I wanted to growl, smash something, smash someone, make sure she was okay. Anger had filled me, consumed me till I was nothing.“Good morning to you.” I hear her voice when I cast my eyes towards her.The blonde vixen is staring up at me so boldly, I wonder when she will learn, when she will stay away from me, getting burnt is not a good thing and now looking at her, she’s a step to being blistered. “I have to warn you, don’t cry when you get hurt, blonde vixen.” I say in an attempt to let her back off, but damn. She’s looking radiant today, no sign of her fall yesterday.She purses her lips in a frown, before stepping forward. “No, I won't.”“The stubborn type. Huh?” I raise my brow,

ZEKE.I hate whenever the sun is setting down, because it reminds me of a memory I so wish to forget. I stay awake every night, tugging at my pillow, trying to question the moon goddess.Like always, I lie on my bed, memories of the past filling my mind, everything swirling until it explodes, it’s almost the crack of dawn when I stand and walk towards the courtyard, it’s quiet. I presume.I come here every night and stare at the sky, wish for anything, another life, trying to have something I can’t get, tonight will be the same but now, I see a figure on the bench, as though she is made from heaven, long blonde hair shining white in the dawn light, a wine robe etched on her body.I take a step towards her, she’s staring at the reflection of the water, my dark blue eyes peek in and she lets out a gasp before swirling to look at me in the eye.There’s fear in those eyes, then confusion, then something else that I don’t know.I push in a smirk, before crouching to take a layer of the wat

ZEKE.Madam Yv told me to rest, but I won’t, resting is not for people like me, I don’t deserve to lie down and sleep, I don’t deserve to even close my eyes, because when I do, I am hit with memories.Some memories we try to keep, and some we just wish it goes away, but there’s a line between distant memories and memories that we want to keep.Currently, I am in the room gazing outside the window. This room is lovely, the view from here is great, I can see the whole courtyard from here. The pack-house consists of fifty bedrooms, history rooms, meeting rooms, studies, and dining rooms.I trace my hand along the outline of the window, my breath suddenly growing jagged. The door clicks behind me, and I turn only to see Logan fuming.“What did you do last night?” He growls, his voice hidden behind a shake. “She could have known!”“I am guessing Madam Yv told you, now, if you don’t mind. Step out of my room.” I say dryly, not bothering to move from my place.Logan and I have a secret, a se

ASTRID.“Hey Juni.” I call out, my mind piquing with curiosity.“Hmm?” She says, her eyes are focused on the book she’s reading, we are seated on the bench in the garden, the blooming flowers in our sight, the gentle breeze making me feel warm.“How long do you heal from injuries?” I don’t even know why I am asking, but I want to know.She purses her lips into a thin line. “I don’t know, maybe a week or so?” Her eyebrow rose, and dread washes over her brown eyes. “Why? Did something happen to you?”“No.” I hurriedly, I noticed that Juniper loves to worry, she has a heart of gold, and I hope no one uses it against her, she’s just so pure and innocent, always worrying, no one knows about the fall, just Madam Yv, if she knows, she will be worrying sick.Why had his injuries healed immediately, I am worried, I shouldn’t be, but I am and it scares me.Juni concentrates back on her book and continues reading, my mind is wheeling around different thoughts, something seems to be occupying my

ASTRID.Omegas have the right to do the same things that other werewolves do: Their job isn’t always to clean, to be like a maid, we have lives too and we can’t live it constantly trying to please other people.So, when Mrs. Perry told us we were going to be working our butts off at the party, I fumed. While everyone was busy chatting and drinking, we would be the one passing off the drinks, if I were the Alpha, maybe I would change the rules a bit.“It’s not a bad thing.” Juni says, smiling weakly. “We could snuggle some drinks along the way.”Juniper is the one who likes to obey and do: I rebel and don’t do.I was passing the drinks to the Gamma’s daughter when the announcer blew the trumpet. Like everyone, I focused my eyes on the door, eager to get a glance, even though she isn’t here yet, I wished she wasn’t.She could just go, and I would be glad, but she’s coming, it creates a tug in my heart to even see her.‘Is it because of Zeke?’ My wolf, Aya, calls out.‘Shut up.’ I tell h