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NathanI jerked awake out of nowhere, and the harsh, sterile scent of the hospital instantly filled my nostrils.Confusion and disorientation clouded my mind for a moment. I looked around with a furrowed brow; tubes and IVs were attached to me, tangled together like some sort of web of plastic and needles.Panic gripped me in that moment, and without thinking, I sat up abruptly, gasping for air.The nurse who had been tending to me let out a startled shriek, nearly dropping the tray of medical supplies in her hands. She stumbled back, her eyes going wide, her voice trembling as she spoke. “Are you alright, sir?” she asked.I blinked, trying to clear the fog from my mind. “I’m uh… Fine,” I managed to say, my voice hoarse. The memory of what had brought me back into the physical world flooded back into my mind, and my heart began to race.“Where is my wife?” I blurted out.The nurse furrowed her brow. “Miss Olivia?” she asked, sounding more and more confused with each passing second. “S

NathanOlivia’s scent was fading, and it was fading fast. I had to find her before it was too late.The very first thing I did was shift into my wolf form and run back to town. The hospital was a good five or even ten minute run, even in my wolf form, but I pushed myself faster than ever. Before I knew it, the villa’s seafoam green cupolas came into view over the treetops. I shifted back into my human form and burst inside.“Olivia?” I called out frantically.I was met with the sound of confused voices, followed by footsteps. Clint and Layla stood in front of me a moment later, their eyes wide. But I didn’t have time to figure out what Layla was doing here, and I didn’t have time explain myself, either.“Where is she?” I said. “I’ll explain later.”“I—uh—she left to confront Edward,” Layla said. “That was a little over an hour ago.”An hour; that could be a good thing or a bad thing. I swallowed and turned on my heel, heading back toward the door. “Call the police,” I called over my s

OliviaThe sound of approaching sirens grew louder, and soon, the room was cast in the color of flashing red and blue lights. It was strange, seeing Nathan holding his demented sister in that cacophony of sound and color, but it was also strangely beautiful.But then the officers burst into the room, guns drawn.“Get down on the ground!” they shouted, not at us, but at Jenifer. Surprisingly, she complied with little hesitation. Either the magic that she had stolen from the witch had finally run its course, or perhaps she gave up.Either way, she went down with no fuss, laying on the ground with her hands behind her back.Nathan stood, and the two of us stepped aside, creating a path for the officers to approach her. I took a deep breath, still shaken by the terrifying events that had unfolded in the basement, where Alvin’s body still laid cold and lifeless on the floor.“You have the right to remain silent,” the officer cuffing Jenifer began. “Anything you say can and will be used aga

OliviaGetting dressed in all black for Alvin’s funeral felt like I was preparing to say goodbye one last time; and it was a goodbye that I knew I could never be ready for. I stared at myself in the mirror as I slipped on my black dress, and it felt as though I was staring at a completely different person.It had been only a week since Jenifer was sent to prison, but it felt like so much longer. Our days had become consumed with funeral preparations, police questioning, and trying to figure out what came next.Nathan, of course, had been distant ever since everything had happened. The loss of Alvin, the discovery of Jenifer’s disguise, and the loss of an uncle who was never really here took its toll on all of us.I knew that deep down, he blamed himself for what had happened, even though there was no way he could have known the extent of Jenifer’s hatred.As I finished buttoning my dress, I cast a sideways glance at Nathan. His eyes were fixed on the floor, his thoughts a million mile

OliviaTwo months had passed since the tumultuous events that had shaken our lives. Late autumn had set in, and a cool, crisp breeze had replaced the summer’s warm air. The trees had changed their colors from vibrant greens to brilliant reds and oranges, and it felt like the world was starting over freshDespite the challenges we had faced, everything seemed to be settling into something that felt a little bit like normalcy. I still visited Alvin’s grave whenever I could, but lately, it felt like life was getting in the way. I had a feeling that Alvin would have understood, though.As I stood in front of the mirror, dressing the twins in warm outfits for the day, I couldn’t help but marvel at how much they had grown in such a short time. Elliot and Aurora, now nearly six months old, were thriving and beginning to crawl, exploring the world with their curious eyes.My own body was undergoing changes too. I was still in the early stages of my pregnancy, my belly barely showing a hint of