I was lost, who was talking to me? I turned my head several times before I felt my body being swept away from behind and soon a familiar smell invaded my being. Without waiting, I placed my hand on the ones around my hips and smiled." You came." I whispered before seeing something like a passage in the wall from which Chad, Pamela, and other people came. I screamed as Pamela came to hug me." I am so happy to find you sister…" I smiled before I saw Chad and thought of Spencer. He probably saw my look because he frowned." A problem Sophia?" I swallowed hard before speaking" Chad...I'm sorry...Spencer, he's dead." Chad took a moment to understand before scowling." Dead? I don't understand…" I sighed starting to tell him what I knew and as I went Chad's face fell." So that was it…" He spoke with a smirk before pulling himself together." He made his choice and lived by... I can only pay tribute to him for that." Chad went a little far, no doubt, to mourn while Gre
I woke up with a huge headache. What happened? I just remember... My eyes widened in horror as bits of memories came flooding back to me. Greg stayed there with my crazy grandfather who wants to eat him to get his power. Say that, it's creepy. I suddenly got up from the bed I was in and found Pamela looking at me with teary eyes. " Pam…" I called with a small voice and before she could answer, Elsa entered with my father's twin. my aunt " Sophie…" The woman screamed before coming to hug me. " I'm sorry... I couldn't bring him back with us." I felt my heart twist, by bringing him back, she was talking about Greg, wasn't she? I felt tears well up as Elsa sighed. Rayan came up behind Tom and Chad before being joined by Aisha and Vangard. " Sophia, we need to understand. You have to tell us what happened to get to this point. You do not mind?" I looked at Elsa before sighing. Aisha, Vangard, and Chad already know the truth. It won't surprise them but those people who r
Morning came quickly as I was getting ready to pick up Greg. We don't know how many enemies are waiting for us there, but all the Soul Moons and some hunters have decided to leave. Even Serena decided to join us saying that there was only her to take care of her grandfather. I sighed praying Greg was safe. I don't want to lose any more people, this year has been so difficult for me. Greg is everything to me and losing him would drive me so crazy. So we went to the Shield of Rain landmark knowing that André was not going to stand in our way. He wants to eat me anyway. I trust the new Alliance, made up not only of creatures but also of alves and hunters. We are going to stop this accursed threat." But I wonder, why are there so many mutants? Don't tell me that it was only the humans that these people kidnapped that were so numerous." Chad popped the question as Elsa nodded. "You're right boy, that doesn't seem right. With the number of mutants we fought yesterday, it's ob
It's impossible. Jessy is dead. Chad and the other hunters attested to it and even Spencer confirmed it to me. So how come he's here in front of us and killed my grandfather? Greg stood up, feeling better before extending his hand to me. " I imagine that like all nasty clichés, you are going to give us the presentation of this scenario?" Greg spoke, wiping invisible dirt off his shirt. " Ah, it's stronger than me, I have to explain to you" Greg rolled his eyes as he helped me up. I wanted to understand, it was not normal. Jessy sat on my grandfather's torn body making the scene both morbid and disgusting. I put a hand over my mouth in an effort not to throw up and waited with Greg, too quietly, for Jessy to finally speak. " Hmmm how to say, I am a rogue wolf? My name is Hayce and I started the war between the alliance and rogues decades ago." Greg frowned. He remembers this story. First fifty years ago, an alpha who had lost the fight for the title of pack leader had b
"I beg you, Mom, don't abandon me".My mother closed her eyes as the memories of that morning came flooding back to me. We fought for some stupid reason and after all the weird things that happened in high school that day, the feelings inside me, and my encounter with this man who rescued me at the last minute, I came home to find an overwhelming spectacle. My mom was in a form I didn't recognize and in critical condition. When I think about it today, I tell myself that I had been a little too zealous and restrained in the face of what I had found to be a macabre spectacle that day. My mother lying in her blood and dying had however spoken to me of her past, of my father whom I knew nothing but especially of this nature which slept in me. I, who had always lived in a carefree way, like a human, discovered that I am not one, and this was in the worst way. After that tragic loss, I had to leave the city that saw me grow and flourish, my boyfriend, my best friend, and everything that
I was angry.Why would my mother have waited until I had made all my plans? Had all my dreams at my fingertips, and finally received the long-awaited decision to tell me that in the end, I could not go to this university. Ah, she must have laughed a lot to see me anxious while waiting for the answer, she must have burst out laughing at my impatience at the idea of good or bad news. All my dreams were mortgaged and it was no less than this answer that made them almost inaccessible. All the while, my mother was by my side, reassuring me that I shouldn't give up hope, yet she knew she wouldn't agree if there was a favorable response. Why was she even being so mean to me? I'm racking my brain to figure it out, but so far I can't find a worthwhile explanation for his irrational behavior. Yes, irrational is the word.I hit a stone in my path before growling in anger. What was her point this time around? Telling me that I can't go to this training school or any other university? But why?
I ran down the street like a madwoman as I felt in my whole being an inexplicable urge to return home immediately.All the cells in my body were screaming at me that I had to get back there as soon as possible, that my mother needed me, and that I mustn't waste a single second more. I had to protect my mother at all costs. I don't know where this imperative came from but it was there ordering me in the form of an inner and authoritative voice to run toward my home. so I did it without asking for my restThe way to my house has never seemed so strange to me. The reason is simple. I felt things that I had never felt before. It felt like every feeling in my body was heightened and it felt like my head was going to explode.Not just exploding, that I would soon pass out and even die. It was as if my body was in pain but in time this pain soothed me. I did not know exactly how to explain my emotions at that moment but they were more than tumultuous.Whether it's the sounds around me, eve
I opened the door and immediately, the lingering and strong smell of blood hit my senses so hard it made me dizzy. I grabbed onto the door trying not to fall before grabbing my mouth because I wanted to vomit.Not that the smell of blood has ever bothered me but today especially when this smell was more than strong I would even say exacerbated, I felt nauseous and my stomach ached. I felt like I was suffocating and also felt feverish. It was a pretty fragile state and my eyesight began to blur.I advanced with difficulty trying somehow not to fall and finally, I was able to climb the stairs finding myself upstairs. I followed the smell of blood which grew stronger as I walked and finally I was in front of my mother's room. I swallowed and turned the doorknob. Slowly, fearfully, shaking from head to toe, I managed to open the door and found myself in front of what I would call a horrifying sight.Blood, there was everywhere on the walls and the floor, the clothes, the sheets, and the u