Annie South Park Novels & Stories

Anna rolls her eyes, laughing, and I know I'm about to be torn apart. Panic seizes me. No. I need to buy time. Think, Piper. Think. "Wait!" I blurt out. Serena pauses, looking over her shoulder in boredom. "What now?" I swallow hard. My throat is dry, but I force a smirk, even as my hands tremble. "Since this is our last official training... the day I die... why don't we make it more fun?" Anna scoffs. "You’re fucking pathetic." Serena, however, tilts her head, intrigued. " More fun, huh?"

The fierce wave of anger didn't let her finish. "And what?" Chief Kaave probed harshly. "Hack into the company's system and steal their money? Listen kid, I've played these games even before I was your age. And I tell you, this game? It's no longer safe. Dirty South is no longer a fucking game. I don't want you going after anybody, unless they come for you first." Patches of angry red highlighted Coco's cheekbones. "Stop making excuses for your oppos dad. If they your oppos, they your oppos. Period."

Nathan looked down at the phone in my hand before nodding, unwrapping his arms as he got up from the couch, picking his own phone from the inside of his jacket’s pocket. “Any specific flavor for your popcorn? Caramel? Salt? Cheese?” “All of the above?” I said, making Nathan laugh. He nodded, making my eyes widen as I didn’t expect that to be his response. “Nathan! I was joking, you’re going to end up making me fat” I said, shaking my head. Nathan laughed, his laugh sounding like music to my ears as my heart skipped a beat. My wolf purred, and for a second, Nathan’s laughter died down and I could swear that he returned the favor before he looked at his phone.

My little cousin Sarah, who I assume watched me disappear into the woods, warns me. “Don’t taunt me little one” I reply. She always teases me when I shift, because My uncle Robert, her dad “Alpha Bob” and I don’t see eye to eye on some things. I haven’t always been pleasant, and when I was young, I caused a lot of problems. Now, I am just trying to make the best of a shitty situation.