CHAPTER 127 (Epilogue) LENA. "Do you think this is a good idea?" I asked Damon as I slipped into a simple gown. One I usually wore when going to important meetings. Damon, who had slept over, all thanks to my Dad who gave him the permission, was still on the bed typing away at his phone. He looked up at me. "What's that? The meeting?" I nodded. "Yes." He climbed out of the bed and placed his phone on it before walking over to where I stood and cupping my cheeks. "Yes, love. It is an absolutely good idea. An opportunity for me to make it up to everyone and I don't think I can do it without you. So get dressed and let's go to the council meeting." "Okay?" I nodded. We arrived late. The meeting had started about an hour ago and just as we stepped in, everyone turned to look at us. Master Choi was at the door. He smiled at me. "You did it." I looked at Damon who shook his head. He didn't want me telling people what happened. It was our little secret and I was going to keep it f
Burning DesireHis Chosen White Wolf Chapter one Lena’s POV Welcome to Willow Town, a pack in form or shape of a town, seen as a small town; because only the true dwellers knows this beautiful small town is actually WILLOW MOON PACK. The Pack’s Alpha is one wealthy CEO tycoon, while his Luna regulates the business here at “Willow High”. My high school, where everyone worshipped my presence, especially the Alpha’s Son. My name is Lena Hales, a finalist at WHS. I’m best of friends with Leah Sharman. And we’re often called or refer to as the, L2’s. A random title made in our honor. The whole worshipped and loved the both of us, because we were beautiful, gorgeous, and the epitome of perfection. The whole pack sees us as an angel, even the Luna wouldn’t compare her beauty with ours. We are the queen of our school, adored for not just being an attractive figures, our personality also contributed more to people liking us. Most would abuse their beauty and power privilege, would bull
Chapter 2 Lena’s POV Leah and I was in her car as she drive our way to the town mall. We just got the invitation to attend Richard’s birthday party and we have to shop for that. Our discussion on what happened in the school cafeteria today was smooth and never ending. It was a relieving sight. “I mean she got what she wants, now she won’t think of messing with us Queens again.” Leah flipped her hair backward posing the powerful influential female type. I laughed at her demeanor with an eye roll attached. “So there was this guy I met today before we go for lunch, I mean when I ran away from Trevor.” I decided to tell her about the ruby eyed mysterious looking hottie. “Yeah what about him?” She asked in a tone urging me to continue. “Well I don’t know much, I think he’s new and gosh he’s so hot.” I told her, remembering his face when we bumped into each other. How he cornered me into the wall and dominated me in an instant. A whole me Lena Hales getting dominated wit
Chapter 3 Lena’s PoV My hearing was distant and distorted for some seconds, my brain was temporarily numbed, my head went totally blank. I can’t quite phantom the news my father just gave me right now. “Hello! Hello! Hello!!!” I called countlessly into the dead line, hoping for his voice to boom and tell me this was a prank. I rushed out of the bathroom, heading out of the party without finding Leah. Getting to the Main Street I hailed down the first taxi I saw, having it parked before me as I launched myself inside. With obvious nervousness I got in the car stating my address to the man with different thoughts running through my head. How can my mother be dead? Was she sick? She was very fine early this morning. Or is this just a prank? Why would my dad be pulling this kind of prank on me, he definitely didn’t sound like he was pulling a prank on the phone call. Probably to make it more believable. I swear to God if I get home and realize my father was lying to me, I’m go
CHAPTER FOUR Lena's Pov: I stood frozen in front of my mirror, my heart pounding in my chest. The reflection staring back at me was unrecognizable. My once chestnut-brown hair had turned stark white, a ghostly contrast against my pale complexion. Panic surged through me, making my hands tremble uncontrollably. Frantic and scared, I reached for another smaller hand mirror, hoping that this was just some bizarre trick of the light. As I grasped the mirror's edge, a sharp pain shot through my hand, and I recoiled in shock. A thin trail of blood trickled down my palm, but something was horribly wrong. The blood was white, not the deep crimson I had expected. My breath caught in my throat as I stared at the unusual sight. Questions raced through my mind, colliding with each other in a whirlwind of confusion. What was happening to me? How could my hair turn white in an instant? And why was my blood no longer red? Fear enveloped me like a suffocating fog, consuming my thoughts an
CHAPTER FIVELena's POVStanding before the old, dilapidated shack, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of apprehension and curiosity.This was the home of the pack witch, the one person rumored to hold answers to the inexplicable changes that had consumed my life.The journey to reach this remote location had been no easy feat, involving a series of bus transfers and countless hours on the road. But I knew deep down that it was a necessary step in my quest for understanding.The shack loomed before me, its weathered wooden exterior seeming to hold centuries of untold stories. Its windows were cloudy, veiling the mysteries that lay within.The wind whispered through the cracks, as if carrying the secrets of the witch's ancient wisdom. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the encounter that awaited.As I approached the creaking front door, a chill ran down my spine, and a pang of uncertainty tightened in my chest.I reminded myself of the desperation that had driven me to embark on
CHAPTER 6 LENA. The ride back home was silent, save for the occasional honks of vehicles driving through the intersection. My earbuds were driven into my ears while I listened to rock music to drown out my intrusive thoughts. The thoughts of my mother's very mysterious death and that of the very eerie discovery I had experienced from last night, kept clashing. It felt like a war was going on inside my head as several trains of thoughts fought for dominance. Even while the rock music played, it couldn't scramble off the discovery I had made today. I could still picture the face of great awe on the Pack witch's face after I narrated my ordeal to her. How her expression morphed from awe to ardor; like she had found a rare gem. I mean, it wasn't far from the discovery she made. I, Lena Hales, a white wolf. A seeming rarity. I had never heard of white wolves. Maybe if I paid more attention in Lycan History class or read more books about our origin, I would have gotten an idea. I made
CHAPTER 7 LENA. We were both seated across from each other. My fingers caught the hem of my hoodie and I began to pull at the free threads that had been let loose when the ends of my hoodie caught against one of the sharp edges of the railings at the bus terminal. "So, are you going to just stare at me from across there or tell my why your hair is the shade of platinum silver," He spoke up, his manly tone slicing the silence between us. My system wobbled up. I tried to compose myself, search for the right words, the right way to begin this. It was all confusing, and I have no idea how to start. "Dad, I am as bewildered as you are right now. Last night, while in my room, I— I don't know how to explain it. One moment, I was crying and the next, I felt a wave of intense despair engulfing my whole body. The temperature in the room suddenly dropped to zero or something. I don't know. My room was frozen and there were spikes of ice forming on every object that had frozen. I d