ORLAAfter a long time of silence and searching, Everett managed to dig out an abandoned Facebook account. The profile picture looked like it had been taken years before, and Svetlana had longer hair and a slightly chubbier face. As expected, she had no friends as well. Certainly, if Everett wasn’t as good as Maverick claimed he was, we probably wouldn’t have found her.After a little more digging, he found an address.He leaned back in the chair and placed both hands behind his head. “That should be enough for now. At least you know where to look.”I nodded. “Yes, this was just what I needed. Thank you so much.”He winked. “Anything for a beautiful lady.” He turned to Maverick and the smile dropped off his face.Maverick’s face was as hard as stone. The angles of his face stood out even sharper than usual. A faint smell of ash filled the air. It felt familiar, but I couldn’t recall where I had ever smelled such.I picked up a pen and a piece of paper from the desk and scribbled down
ORLAThe half moon sat in the sky. It looked down on us as we moved through the night.I didn’t know where Ryker was taking me, but I knew that he wouldn’t try to kill me so soon.Saint Terrir was bordered by a thickness of large trees and green plants on one side, and a sparkling clear river on the other. I knew this because my dad made it his duty to take Ophelia and I outside of our house at any chance he could get. We’d go on these long trips where he’d tell us the history of different places in Saint Terrir.From the directions that I observed, I still couldn’t get a good read on where we were headed. So I let the wind whip about my face and blow my hair in different directions.More out of fear of falling off and dying, I gripped Ryker’s torso with all the strength I had. I still couldn't understand why he insisted on using a death trap of a motorcycle for his movement. Perhaps it was to keep up with his ‘hot boy’ image. Or maybe he liked living on the edge.When I had the menta
ORLAThe waitress eventually passed out. Before she did, we managed to get a little bit of extra information. One, the ‘beast’ she had seen hadn’t killed anyone. Two, it had been a person, initially. She had seen someone hiding out in the parking lot, but when she got closer, the person’s flesh burst apart, leaving only a hulking, giant thing in its place.I didn’t want to believe it at first, because it sounded too gruesome, but there was a myth that werewolves were told as children. Something meant to keep them grounded and disciplined.If a werewolf were to eat the flesh of his own kind, he would slowly run mad, and lose control over his wolf. As if that wasn’t enough, he would also experience a terrible form of shifting, where his flesh would burst apart, instead of simply expanding or contracting to suit the form of the inner wolf.As we grew older, we learned that some myths were simply just that, and would never be proven true.Until today.Ryker’s face as he listened to the wo
MAVERICKI shot out of my bed, shaking and searching for air I didn’t know I had lost. I’d been trapped in something like a nightmare, and forced to see things that tore me into pieces.My parents, slain. My pregnant mother was begging and crying so hard that her skin turned red. My father fought until he couldn’t anymore, before succumbing to his wounds.The same images that I saw almost every night. The demons that I had been forced to make peace with. The truth that I’d been given no choice but to accept even though it left a bitter taste in my mouth and made me dizzy with rage and fear.My chest felt like something was crushing it, like a boulder sat on it. Every breath I took hurt. I couldn’t focus my eyes on anything. Sweat rolled off my skin, and dropped silently on the carpeted floor. The tips of my fingers throbbed as I fought to keep my wolf within me. My nails lengthened into claws and growls bubbled deep within my throat.The silver light of the moon descended upon me thro
ORLAI didn’t know the wolf standing on all fours right in front of me, but it was truly a magnificent beast. Eva’s curiosity blended into me as well, and I felt an urge to get even closer.Its rippling muscles indicated that it was surely a male. I felt his presence from the moment I went out to start my run, but I didn’t know that he could sense me as well.His russet fur was unlike anything I’d ever seen before. While most of his body was covered in it, the fur on his belly was a soft silver that shone brilliantly in the moonlight. Certainly, this wasn’t an ordinary wolf. I could taste his strength and power.Deep in my mind, I asked Eva, “Who is he?”Before she could offer a response, the wolf got off all fours, while still looking at me with undisguised interest. As he rested on his strong hind legs, we nearly moved back because we saw just how big he really was. Most werewolves were bigger than humans in their hybrid form, mostly reaching heights of at least six feet. But this w
MAVERICKI couldn’t protect her.I couldn’t protect her!I screamed and threw a flower pot to the ground of my study. It crashed to the ground and shattered into numerous pieces. It wasn’t enough. I needed to break more things. I needed to—“Come on! I really loved that vase.” Everett slinked into the study like he didn’t notice my rage. He kneeled beside the shards and shook his head as though truly saddened. “It’ll take a while to find a new replica.”Breathing had become difficult again, and the back of my head pounded. My body shook with anger, fear, and guilt. I wasn’t able to sleep after I’d returned back home, and now, in the wee hours of the morning, the weight of all that had transpired during the night had started to suffocate me.What if she had died? What if I had lost my mate because of my poor judgment? If not for that other strange smelling woman that somehow knew how to restrain that witch, what would have happened to Orla?I pressed both hands to my eyes, trying to st
ORLAFire. Ash. Burning flesh.My whole body was on fire again. It was eating me up little by little. Taking all I had until I was no more.I couldn’t speak because my throat had been burnt apart by the flames. My screams had been reduced to nothingness.It was over for me . . .‘ ‘ ‘Sharp pain burst behind my eyelids, and they flew apart. I sat up immediately, feeling nauseous. I got off my bed and dragged myself to my bathroom, where I proceeded to empty the meager contents of my stomach.After that, I pulled myself into the shower and doused myself in ice cold water. My skin still felt like it was burning. My throat itched, and my head hurt.As I sat in the shower, memories of what had transpired in the night flowed into my mind. The run. Maverick. The mysterious woman that had almost killed me by simply raising her hands.I put off the shower and stepped out of it. Was Maverick alright? I couldn’t remember what had happened after he’d carried me.He’d carried me. He took me into
ORLAI really couldn’t believe what my eyes were seeing. Svetlana had lost an arm to something or someone.“Svetlana, is this really you?” I looked at her from head to toe. “What happened to you?”Her mom frowned, looking at us as though we had dug up something that should have remained buried.As we all sat in the living room of her home, I started to realise that things weren’t as they seemed. This wasn’t an ordinary occurence that had befallen Svetlana.I couldn’t stop looking at the place where she used to have an arm. The last time I’d seen her, she was whole. Of course, it was wonderful that she still had her life, but I wondered what had happened to her tomake her this way.Another thing that worried me was the blankness in her eyes as she regarded me. Like she didn’t remember who I was.I looked to her mother, who seemed to be the only one who even remotely uderstood what was goining on. “Was this why she no longer came to our house?”Her mother looked like there were a lot of