The Owl House Swap Au 소설 & 이야기

Derek moved her straight into our newly renovated house—the one we hadn't even spent a night in together—and put her up in the master bedroom. Now it was basically "Riley's place." My phone buzzed with a message stating that the marriage license appointment was canceled. I also received another message: a text from someone else, with a screenshot of a new appointment confirmation. [Three days. County clerk's office. See you there.] I smiled. Genuinely this time. Me: [Yeah. See you there.] The ballroom lights went dark, and I walked out slowly into the blackness. They could keep the "unforgettable" wedding.

He stood near the edge of the rooftop, his voice rising. "Leah! If you don't give me the money today, I'll jump! No matter what, you'll carry a death on your conscience for the rest of your life!" His expression was wild. I instinctively wanted to refuse, but one of the officers pulled me aside, urging me to keep them calm while they prepared their next move. "Jayden! Bring your parents down first! The amount you mentioned before—I agree to it!" Left with no choice, I gave in.

It was not something any werewolf could do, but it was more of less one that she- and only she- was required to, according to her parents. It was a rite, known as the Wolf Swap Rite; a painful weekly process that allows a werewolf unsatisfied with the wolf they were born with to exchange it for a new wolf more fitting for them. At least… That was what Ellie’s parents had told her, when they made her undergo this rite for the past two years. It was not because she was unsatisfied with her wolf, as it was just that they want her to be a better werewolf than any other. The only way to do that was to switch her wolf- her fate- for a new one.

Which of my half-brothers are being compelled to offer up the chance to find true love by binding themselves to a stranger for ten years…? Surely, it wouldn’t be crown prince Daniel who’s currently betrothed to one of councilman Galewing’s daughters. If I had to place a bet on it, it would be one of the twins… but which one? Archer, being a minute or so older than Angus, is the official ‘spare’ and therefore too precious to have tied to an inter-species marriage. Which means it must be Angus. Whipping out my new phone I type off a quick text message to him. R U IN IT TOO? THIS 200-YR SWAP?

“Yeah, but I’m sad to leave my old house. Heidi lived across the street and we played.” Owen crouches down to Libby’s level and points to a house down the road. “Two little girls live there, and I know there are a handful of other kids about your age here. I see them up and down the street on their bikes all the time. Actually, the girl who lives right next to me just got one of those princess Power Wheel cars. It looks like it can seat two and she never has anyone to ride with her.” Libby’s face lights up and I’m hating Owen more and more. Not only is he amazing with his own niece and nephew, he just made my own niece’s day.

“His name is Oliver, but I call him Ollie. I know Skye, now, so I guess it’s only fair to tell you.” “Ollie, huh?” I asked, pushing down on the accelerator as we left the cluster of suburban houses and pulled out onto the main road. The outskirts of Hawthorn looked and felt different to the town centre – the houses here were newer, more American in their designs, whereas the ones by the high street were old English-style cottages, built from stone rather than wood. “Yeah,” she beamed, turning to me with eyes like shining stars. “He’s wonderful, El, so kind.” Then her smile dropped. “It’s getting harder to lie to him, though.”

"My boyfriend's a nerdy little twitcher." "Twitcher's spot birds." He grumbles, rolling his eyes. She laughs harder, clutching her stomach and bending forwards. "Fuck off, it's not that funny and if you think I'm going to tell you when I see the baby animals playing, you're fucking wrong, you'll miss out on seeing it now and it's fucking magical." She tries to apologise, but she can't stop laughing long enough to get it out. "Ok, moving on, I liked the second place today too." Alex, who's sat on my left, brings the conversation back to the houses and soon enough Aurora's on the phone to the estate agents, telling them we want to rent the house.

I also made an effort to listen to Madeline’s thoughts, putting myself in her shoes and trying to understand her perspective. Their lives began to improve, and they often shared stories about the friends they made at school. They became close companions as they learned from each other. Together, they succeeded in getting into prestigious universities. I watched them smile often and I quietly exhaled with relief. As I became more empathetic, I no longer blamed others for my suffering. Slowly, my business began to flourish. The soul swap was perhaps a gift from the heavens. It not only saved Madeline but also rescued me from becoming someone increasingly arrogant and self-centered.

So when my foolish half-brothers destroyed each other, and the Council of Elders had no choice but to call me back, I accepted without hesitation. This time, I wouldn't run anymore. My reflection in the car window stared back at me. I slowly looked up. The obedient Ella was gone. From this day forward, there would only be Aurora, the future Alpha of Frost Moon Pack.

"Throughout all these years, Olivia has suffered a lot. Once the swap is complete, we'll just make it up to her by showering her with love and affection!" "Exactly," Dad agreed. "We'll make up for all the years we weren't there for her. Besides, after the swap, she'll be able to stay with us forever." … After that day, my parents began treating me with excessive care. They started asking about my favorite foods and hobbies. Little by little, they began to show an interest in me. At the dinner table, they'd always insist that I take the first bite. If one of my favorite soups was served, Mom would patiently blow on each spoonful before bringing it to my lips. Meanwhile, Dad started coming hom