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she called. And she meant more than just the fireflies. She saw her children. She saw her pack. She saw the place she once ran from. And for the first time— She saw herself clearly. Not a princess. Not a runaway. Not a candidate. Just a woman who had learned how to stay. The moon rose quietly over Crescent Moon territory. No ceremony. No spectacle. Just light. Soft. Steady. Earned.

he said finally. My head snapped toward him “What?” His eyes locked onto mine “She didn’t choose to disappear.” My breath caught “…then what did she choose?” A pause Then “She chose to survive differently.” That answer Sent a chill down my spine Somewhere Else Darkness. But not empty. Not quiet Alive She opened her eyes. Slowly. Carefully. And the first thing she felt Was power Not overwhelming. Not unstable Controlled Perfectly. “So this is what’s left…” Her voice echoed But not weakly.

I listen to her even breathing, and the calming beat of her heart. *** I watch as a cute green-eyed girl attempts to catch a firefly. She is laughing and running around with her hands pressed together like she is trying to trap water. Her dark black/brown hair bounces around her shoulders and flows down her back. She stops what she is doing. She begins to pout. I step out of my hiding place and walk over to her. “Hey, what’s wrong?” I asked her. “I just want to see one up close.” She had big tears flowing down her face. This made my heart ache.

she murmurs, referring to Beta. She begins to walk, the steps she takes urging and futile at last. Her manner is so different but I like this change, she's no longer a pushover and that's all I ever wanted. However, I didn't want her to ruthlessly slaughter half a pack, that was her first kill and she didn't even shake afterwards she killed eight more and went on to kill more after that.

"The house Unfortunates...they don't like me. They don't consider me one of them." He frowned. "You aren't one of them." She turned her head, offended. "Yes, I am." "You're not. You're better than them." "No, I'm not. I don't want to be." Kade noticed the change in her voice, how it thickened, the hurt that laced her tone. It confused him. Why did she want to be like the rest of them? Why did their opinion of her matter? Though she had the title of Unfortunate, she was leagues above the rest. She was a First Unfortunate. It was out of courtesy he allowed her to pitch in to help with house duties. It kept her busy. It gave her purpose in his absence. It wasn't a part of her obligations.

She Has My Face Lindsey tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. She’d decided on a simple bun for her first day of school. Monday had come too soon. She’d spent Sunday helping her parents unpack, sort, hang and clean. Clem made friends with some kids in the neighborhood and disappeared. She groaned when she thought of her insensitive brother. She hoped he was ready or else she’d leave without him. Breakfast was on the new table but her tummy was full of nerves.

she paused once again, her bright green eyes glistening with unshed tears. “For two-hundred and seventeen days, I felt more alone than I ever had. That was until a brave soul found out what was going on. She organized a team of warriors from this very pack. Each one of them risked their lives coming to our rescue. Can we get a round of applause for Felicity Reed?” she shouted and began clapping. The room shook from the loud shouts and cheers. “Felicity was the start of what I like to call a revolution for our kind. One person, willing to choose bravery, willing to fight for what is right, can change everything,” she paused again, turning to where I was standing.

She says with the biggest smile that shows off her longer K9’s making her look cute not the killing machine she actually is . “Yes , if you want?” She sucks on her bottom lip looking nervous . “What if he doesn’t like me because of what i am?” I let out a small laugh as I allowed Chaos to come forward , turning my gold/brown to red/amber . Her eyes go wide and she looks shy but nods . “Ok then” She says in a soft voice never taking her eyes off mine . I can feel her nerves through our bond and even if I haven't claimed her and she I , it’s still strong .

When the car finally came to a stop in front of her house, she got down and said her goodbyes before walking towards her childhood haven. " Anaya Otis Freeman" A voice called from behind her and she smiled at the recognition of the voice. " Gianni Nico Grant.... how are you suddenly a morning person?" She asked as she turned around to meet her. " Is it a crime to want to be the first person to see you?" " So what you're telling me is that you woke up early just so that you'd be the first to see me?" " Yes, darling." " I don't believe it."

She shouts, her skin darkening with each word. That's when I realised that she was about to shift, that we would see her other form for the first time all because we made her angry, We had taken her to a point where she couldn't control the shift. Where her body was taking over and the other part of her wanted out, the site was breathtaking, her skin being swapped for feathers, each one the colour fire. she was much larger than I would have thought, her red eyes staring back, daring us to make a move against her. but none of did, We simply watched her in awe. Dumb struck by her beauty.