The Cursed Bond

VICTORIA I ran so fast I could feel the beating of my pulse in my ears. I had used magic, and he found out. I ran through the trees jumping over logs and dodging rocks. I was in my pyjama bottoms and a tank top, but he had beaten me so badly I had to use a little magic to heal my broken bones before they set. He had come into my room when he smelt my magic being used. The thing with my kind is magic leaves a metal-coppery smell in the air. Only strong Alpha's could smell it when not close by, but as if he knew I would try and heal myself after he broke my leg, he was there in the doorway of my room. He backhanded me across the face, and I flew into my dresser. I grabbed my silver letter opener and stabbed it in his leg, a roar so loud it shook my room. I darted past him and into the hallway. I just needed to make it to Damon's room, but as I neared his door. I remembered he was away at Alpha training. Damn it! I ran down the stairs and out of the packhouse. I needed to make it to the

MATICE I hated Cassandra. I hated how she hung all over Oliver. I hated how everyone looked at her like she was perfect because she was the last of her kind. I hated how nasty she was to the younger girls. Why did she have to make them feel so low? She was the lowest of low. It was totally worth being dropped into the pit for two days. Watching her run from the dining room covered in ketchup. I had to let VIctoria know I had her back. I had always kept my distance. I didn't want Lucian to punish her for my bad behaviour. They like to break us that way. Hurt the ones he cared about. That is why I only got close to Oliver and Anton. They could handle their own. Victoria was sweet. Oliver told me how her Grandfather Thadeus abused her. He founded the school and dropped her here as soon as her guardian would let him. The oracle for this continent had a special connection to her. That was not often oracled bonded to wolves or witches for that matter, and Victoria was both. She didn't know

VICTORIA It was past 3 am when I finally shifted, Zarina was fast, and I could tell she was black in colour from looking at my paws. I wish I could see what she looked like in a mirror, but I wasn't going to get that chance. I needed to sneak back into my room. It was way too late to be out for a stroll. I felt like a criminal creeping back into my room. One of the perks I learned at Artamas is how to be invisible. I crept back to my room and closed the door. I got into my nightclothes, and before I could drift off, Zarina spoke to me. "Good night, precious girl. I will always take care of you." Before I could even respond, I was asleep. I don't know how long I was sleeping, definitely not long enough when Zarina urged me to wake up. I opened my eyes, and Thadeus sat in a chair at the end of my bed, watching me. "Good, you are awake. I wanted you to take your punishment for disobeying me while awake to remember why you don't ever disobey me." There was an evil glint in his eye

OLIVER Shifting always cleared my mind. My sister Lucy was in high school. I kept my eye on her since I found out where they put her. I killed everyone at the Academy who knew who she was. The Academy was the facility that killed my mother and sold me to Thadeous Nash and his band of wannabe assassins. Bennet wolves were extremely valuable. Our abilities and strong Alpha-blooded wolves make great killing machines. I was able to hide Lucy and Lanie's true heritage. Thadeous wasn't smart enough to figure out that while he made us all study and pushed us to the breaking point creating Child genius assassins. We were all better trained and more intelligent than he would ever be. He thought his brood of morons could contain us, but they did what we allowed, and he knew it deep down we ran things. What could go wrong? What an idiot. I can't believe it was Victoria who killed him. She was a poison expert, but they said her wolf tore out his throat. The thing is, she hates killing. She would

VICTORIA Oliver was being sprayed with wolfsbane. His skin was horribly burned, and Matice was tied to a chair with silver and Jimson weed. She thrashed and screamed for Oliver, so distraught she didn't notice Mason, and I enter the room. There was a man who smelled like Matice but looked only twenty years old. It couldn't be her father. I heard vampires didn't age, but he seemed so young to have a 17-year-old daughter. Before anyone could do anything, I shifted and tore the man's arms off who was spraying Oliver. He would soon bleed out. He was some sort of vampire hybrid. I stocked towards Matice's father, who was just standing there watching all this unfold. Suddenly I felt my magic return. I shifted back to my human form and snapped his neck using my magic. I didn't want to kill him yet. I wanted answers. I want to know why they were torturing Oliver and how he found out about their mission. Anton placed cuffs on him, and Daniel shimmered him to the truck while Anton and I got Ol