Gone Haywire Novels & Stories

Derek suddenly felt an overwhelming panic, as if he was about to lose the most important thing in his life. His heartbeat thundered in his ears. His mouth went dry. His wolf, dormant inside him, stirred restlessly, sensing danger. "Willow," he whispered to himself, his voice cracking. One thought screamed in his mind: "Catch her, don't let her leave." But she left anyway. Gripped by intense anxiety, he even forgot the purpose of attending the banquet. After distractedly staying for over an hour, nodding mechanically at whatever was said to him, he rushed home.

Gone was the rickety porch swing, the wind chimes that Zoe had bought at a Mother’s Day stall in fourth grade. Taking a shaky breath, Zoe paid the driver, mumbling a quiet thanks as she stepped from the car. Her bag fell with a clunk beside her. She tugged the edges of her coat tighter around her waist before hoisting her bag and stepping to the front door. Rapping against the rejuvenated door, Zoe attempted to steady her uneven breathing. She couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was making her so anxious but she was finding it difficult to quell her nerves. Maybe it was the fact she hadn’t been home in years, too afraid to face her parents after the catastrophe that was her relationship with Ayde