Todos los capítulos de Crescent Claw High: Her Fated Mate : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

AVENA It was the next day and Aunt Mona and Caro were dressing me up for the opening ceremony. I couldn't tell if I was happy to be attending the ceremony or not. The previous night's incident had calm down and the injured shifters were already starting to get back on their feet. Philly had informed us that the Alphas had concluded that the UPC was safe enough to still have the ceremony and that's why it hadn't gotten canceled. "You look fabulous my love," Aunt Mona complimented making me blush. "I'm sure Isaac would be thrilled to see you." Caro nodded in agreement, "Yes he would." Caro spoke for the first time to my hearing. I had learnt that she rarely spoke and when she did, she ensured it was as soft and low as possible. Her unique ability was having a high pitched voice which could be deafening and distracting when used during fights. Having a unique ability was what every Nyxian blood had and they had all discovered theirs once they were over ten years old. But here I was

AVENA"The f*ck is wrong with today? It just keeps getting worse." Isaac cursed holding me tightly. I looked to see his narrowed eyes at Marco while Marco ignored him, looking at me. "How're you, Avena? I saw you in the hallway." Marco said to me. He was dressed in a blue shirt and black pants with his hair neatly styled. The hallway we were in was empty, with the only thing in view being the purple and white decorations which adorned the surroundings. The posters of some specialized classes were hung around, signifying where the classes were held. Isaac ignored Marco, dragging me to walk past him. "Langston I just want to know if she's okay, damn. Why are you so furious today?" Marco asked, making Isaac stop in his tracks and turn back to him. I sighed, knowing where this was heading already. Marco was smiling now as Isaac stepped closer to him and Isaac's unamused face seemed to make Marco's more excited, making me wonder if Marco actually was trying to check up on me or just d

AVENAThe run in the woods was refreshing and I could feel both me and Sage feeling better. I didn't know how long I'd been running but I knew since the sun was already setting, it had been a while. I came to a halt under one of the trees the setting sun had cast its orange glow on and plopped down under the tree like a sack of stones. I thought to myself how I needed to do this frequently as the familiar sensation of me shifting back to human form hit me. I enjoyed the cold evening breeze on my naked body as I hurdled up, dragging my knees to myself and letting out a huge force of air from my mouth. Thankfully, Sage was behaving at the moment which had made it easy for me to shift back. The feeling was peaceful and it made me feel warm and quiet inside for once. The sound of the birds chirping loudly was soothing, and I closed my eyes, enjoying their little song. Just immediately, I heard rustling in front of me and as I opened my eyes, a bunch of clothes were thrown into my face

AVENA "I mean f*ck her. She's lame, to be honest." Clay grumbled as he poured out some cereal into his plate the next morning. "You need to beat her a*s someday." "Watch your words, cuss lord." Nell scolded from beside him, her voice harbouring a sharpness in it. She gave him a look and took the cereal box from his grasp. Asher gave a low chuckle from his seat in front of me before dragging his steaming cup of coffee to his mouth and taking a sip. "What?! She's eighteen now. She knows these things." Clay retorted, his voice raising in defence and gaining an eye roll from Nell. He shook his head sighing, before going to the fridge to get a new milk carton for his cereal. I was seated by the table for breakfast, dressed in a fitted yellow pastel-coloured flowery patterned top and some loose baby blue jeans with casual sneakers. My hair was in a slick back ponytail which I had had Nell and Aunt Mona design with baby blue hair pins. My cherry-flavoured lip gloss was laid beside

AVENA The girls filled me in how they usually had pack group games each session during the beginning of the session. Two days were dedicated to each grade and they usually started with the higher grades - us. The games were crafted based on the standards and difficulties of that particular grade and helped evaluate different sections of each pack, such as skills, agility, intelligence, etc. By the end of the games, each scores were added to the pack project that was usually done later on in the semester. It was... all interesting to me per say. We never had this at my old school so it piqued my interest immediately. I was also curious to know if my shifting was still running wild and unable to control and if, perchance, finding my mate had affected it in a positive light. Or if at all, I was a bit close to even figuring out my unique abilities. "I'm pretty sure the Silvermoon and Mystic pack are going to go neck and neck this year, again, especially if there are combat games