My mind hung in the air as I tried to process what they said.
Just as I thought the warlock couldn’t get any worse, another creature always had to get in the way of everything. But was there any danger that might come ahead if the gemstone wasn’t retrieved?
“How powerful is the creature you’re talking about?” I asked.
Wendy fidgeted her hands as I gulped in nervousness. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to hear it, or if I ever wanted to know about the creature. Nevertheless, this might help me figure out or precede any worst circumstances that were about to come.
None of them responded and Wendy’s eyes started to flick everywhere as if too hesi
We would rule this together, I repeated in my head as I confidently stared at his pack. With him by my side, I could fulfill my duty and help him protect the pack in any way we could. And as an alpha, I should be strong enough to rule and be a good leader, just like Giofré. I guess the moon goddess had been waiting for this to happen—for me to accept my duties and not run away from them. Maybe I had always known that I was strong enough for this. Everyone clapped their hands as they welcomed me into their pack. I had just arrived in the bayou from the crazy things that happened to me from the past few days and I thought my disappearance wasn’t anything significant. Now that this unexpected moment happened, I was filled with relief and enthusiasm.
We were all gathered around the bonfire, seated on the tree trunk, as they all chattered with each other. We were still drinking some margaritas, with some of them almost drunk while most of them were already tipsy. I hadn’t drunk that much because I was just looking around and I was mindful enough to know what was going on at this moment. I was sitting beside Beatrice and to my left was Tobias, who was too occupied talking to another male beta. We were just laughing around while Beatrice made some silly jokes about their fun experiences in the village. We all knew she was intoxicated enough to not realize what she was saying. And she could’ve puked on me if it wasn’t from someone distracting her from the vomit that was daring to escape her stomach. “I think you’ve had enough drinks for tonight,” I told her, rubbin
I stared at myself in the full-length mirror attached to a wardrobe. The warm light of the lamp cast a shadow on the floor as I sat at the edge of the bed while contemplating. Agatha was already asleep beside me, wrapped in a duvet blanket as she constantly shifted from the bed. She was probably tired from the celebration we had a while ago and she was drunk enough that she collapsed on the bed and passed out. I didn’t sleep or rest for a bit; my mind wouldn’t let me. I was thinking about what Tobias had told me while we were dancing—that I should meet him outside when everyone was already asleep. Now I couldn’t sleep because I was reminded of that. I glanced at the door near the bed and heaved a sigh. Running both my hands to my face, I bit my bottom lip and shook my head. Should I pretend like I had f
I woke up the next day feeling like a weight was lifted out of my chest after the conversation I had with Tobias last night. It was relieving that I wouldn’t carry that much guilt any longer and it was also quite liberating how I wouldn’t pretend anymore. Though I would admit, we were both heartbroken by the fact that, after all of the things that we’d been through, we weren’t meant for each other. I could sense the hesitation in his voice—like he was uncertain if he wanted to let me go. But we both know it was the right thing to do. After our lunch this noon, Giofré announced that he needed us in his office so we complied. I was sitting on the chair in front of him and Tobias was just standing in the corner, his attention was glued outside the window as Agatha paced back and forth in front of us. Giofré clasped his hands and placed his elbows on his desk as
We rushed outside of the cottage and trailed behind Lucas. My heart pounded tremendously and my mind was in an uproar as I thought about the warlock spotting us here in the bayou. As soon as we reached the middle of the village, I held my breath and roamed my eyes around to find the warlock. Most of the werewolves were out of their cottages and they didn’t seem bothered—I wondered if they knew a warlock was here. With Giofré’s nervousness, he raised his hands to catch everyone’s attention. All eyes flitted to him as they waited in anticipation. “Go inside your houses!” he loudly announced and everyone didn’t seem startled nor bothered. They were just confused as their murmurs filled the air. “Now!” With his dominating tone, everyone complied and hastily entered their houses.
We bid Tobias and Giofré goodbye as they stood on the roadside with a stoic face. Giofré didn’t quite like the idea of me leaving the bayou and before we could even approach this car a while ago, he was so hesitant to let go of my hand. But as soon as I made him realize that he should stop constantly worrying about me because I could take care of myself, he soon gave in. Now, Agatha and I were inside the car—I was in the driver’s seat and Agatha sat on the shotgun. Tightly gripping the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white, I tilted my head to the side to look at Agatha. She was staring out the windshield while her elbow was on top of the window. She bit her finger—I bet her nails were already chipped because of her constant fidgeting. When she noticed me staring at her, her brows furrowed as she brought her feet down from the dashboard. “What are you
As Agatha and I got out of the car, we halted when we heard the thunder roar from above. I tilted my head up and was greeted by the gloomy sky, cloaking the once bright atmosphere. Then Agatha slipped her hand inside her pocket and pulled her phone out. The screen flashed on her face as I watched her from across the car. “It says here that there’s a hurricane coming.” She frowned on her phone and slid it back inside her pocket. “Great, now we’re returning home drenched in rain.” Before we could even leave the roadside and head to the field, the drizzle of raindrops poured on our skin as I placed my hand above my head. “We need to hurry,” I told Agatha. We stepped out of the fiel
“You found the alpha,” Aunt Odessa concluded, her mouth almost gaped as she stared at me in utter shock. “So that’s it?” I asked and raised my brows. “I will marry the alpha of the pack so the entire werewolves will have the strength needed to defeat the warlock?” “I’m not certain if it’s the only loophole, but once I figure out another possible way, I will be more than willing to help,” Aunt Odessa moved closer to me and grasped my arm. “I’m sorry for what’s happening with the werewolves. I should’ve been there to help you. “This is the prophecy the werewolves have been talking about,” I concluded. The prophecy about the