Aurora As the nocturnal sounds of the forest filled the air and the cold wind blew, the heat from the bonfire tried to reach everyone. Yet, the air around the bonfire crackled with a mix of emotions as Nathan turned his gaze to me, his eyes softening. "We'll go to Europe as well," he promised, his voice low and sincere. "When you're ready, I'll take you there. All expenses are on me." ‘Finally!’ I responded graciously, my smile warm and appreciative. "Thank you, Nathan, you're wonderful," I said, my tone carrying a hint of playfulness. "I would love to." ‘Since I haven't chosen you yet, I won't be going with you for sure, but with Xander, I'll make sure to get the most expensive travel package from him, or I'll never sell my blood to him anymore.’ Xander turned to Selena. "How about you, Selena?" Selena a spirited young woman in her twenties radiating the essence of a protester and a free-spirited hippie on a journey of self-discovery. I realized that her prolonged friendship and
3rd POV Under the cloak of night, two shadowy figures, their faces obscured by simple hoods and masks, slipped into the school laboratory. The moonlight barely filtered through the windows, casting a dim glow over the room filled with scientific paraphernalia. One stood guard by the door, eyes scanning the dark corridors for any signs of movement, the subtle tension in his stance betraying his alertness. The other, with swift, practiced movements, made their way to Xander's workstation, opening both his laptop and personal computer with a sense of urgency. "Come help me," whispered the one at the computer, his voice low but urgent. "There's a lot of data here we need to copy." The guard by the door shifted uneasily, his gaze flickering back to the dark hallway. "What if he comes back?" he murmured, the worry evident in his furrowed brows. "Our field agent is handling the professor," reassured the other, his fingers flying over the keyboard. "He'll contact us if the professor return
Aurora’s POV Tears streamed down my cheeks, my voice breaking with every word. "You were my only friend, Xander. The only one I truly believed in. How could you do this to me? Don't you understand how much Bianca has hurt me? How could you betray me?" "She promised me that if I kissed her, she'd stop hurting you. She said she'd leave you alone for good," Xander explained, his grip on my hand unyielding despite the turmoil. "And you believed that woman? You kissed her!" My voice rose in disbelief and anger. "You kissed the person who hurt me, my enemy! What am I to you, Xander?" Silence hung heavily between us, Xander’s face pale and his mouth unable to form words. "If she told you to engage in a relationship with her, would you do that too?" My voice escalated, the questions piercing the air like arrows. “So you'd be her faithful slave! And I'm the mistake that caused you to do this?” Xander remained silent, his eyes downcast. "If she told you to leave me, would you obey her?" M
Xander’s POV “Love you?” I smiled, a gentle, understanding smile. "You're the prettiest in the community. If your family didn't put so many restrictions on you to stay in this small town, you could easily become an idol out there. You'd have hundreds of thousands of people who love you.” 'Bianca is incredibly beautiful, a world-class beauty with perfect body shape. She has dark brown, long hair, a sharp nose, a perfect chin, and beautiful bow-shaped eyes. Her elegance is like that of a queen, and she exudes a charm that makes people want to worship her.' "And yes, I would love you too." I was trying to be honest; you wouldn't say to a girl crying in your embrace something like, you're as ugly as a pig. That's immoral. I continued, "but, as you know, I'm not lucky in love. Even my relationship with Aurora, who others consider the least attractive in our community, hasn't worked out. You're too much, too out of my league. I might have a real heart attack if you loved me." “…” "You k
Aurora’s POV I sat by the bonfire, drinking my beer like it was water. My emotions were in turmoil; today had truly been a challenging day, filled with a variety of problems, most of which were emotional. To make matters worse, I was betrayed by my one and only best friend! "Are you okay?" Nathan asked, returning with a box of pizza. "Is there a problem?" Ethan chimed in. "She hasn't said anything since she got back." "No problem," Nathan replied, his voice warm. "It's just... Xander is dating Bianca now. I made a good call leaving her." Nathan sat beside me, adding, "Maybe they've been seeing each other behind my back for a while." 'No way. The scientist freak never leaves his lab or his house. He doesn't even know Bianca until today,' I thought, my skepticism evident. "It's also good that Xander's with Bianca. We can be there for Aurora," Ethan suggested optimistically. "No," I protested without thinking, immediately regretting my outburst at the shocked faces of Nathan and Et
3rd POV Big and extravagant explosions were what were supposed to happen in the battle, and every Shadow Troop would agree: it would be totally fun to see ten Humvees explode into the sky, painting the sky with the yellow color of the explosion and flames. But sadly, the Shadow Troops didn’t do that again. Since their boss, Alex, took control of the mafia world and became the Dark King, a title people bestowed upon him, he gained many supporters from various mafia family leaders due to his efficiency, effectiveness, and ability to generate more profit through frugality. All those working under the Dark King were required to undergo 101 lessons on the importance of frugality and how to become rich by being miserly. They learned that rich people buy only what they need, not what they want. Although they wanted to explode all the Humvees, they knew that doing so would lead to a lengthy interrogation from their leader upon returning to base. They could already hear the questions: "Why
Aurora’s POV "You are weak… You are useless… You don’t deserve it…" Those voices kept spiraling inside my head constantly; I was never able to free myself from them. 28 years ago, my mother left our small town, returning 3 years later, burdened with pregnancy. After she gave me a birth, my mother lingered for four more years before mysteriously vanishing. Thus, my life was spent under my grandmother's care, my father's identity remaining a mystery and a source of disgrace to all. I was designated as the omega by the community, even though my grandmother and mother were once Betas. I endured a childhood marred by relentless bullying and numerous tears. My peers targeted me for being an omega and for my lack of parents, some cruelly saying my mother was a bitch, selling herself and causing an unwanted pregnancy, bringing shame to the family. Growing up, I was steeped in timidity, lacking the courage to assert myself and always fearing the people around me. "You can't walk in front
3rd POVThe aged butler, well-versed in the unpredictability of berserk wolves, moved cautiously towards where Xander lay. He had long served Prince Nicholas, his primary duty being to safeguard his master from any lurking dangers. He knew that Aurora, their target and the luna, had grown furious when her companion was assaulted by his master.Observing Xander's condition, he gently raised her upper body from the ground, propping her into a sitting position. "My lady," he began, his voice calm, "he still lives, albeit with a few broken bones. Prompt medical attention could save him. However, if you do not release my master..."The butler, with a swift motion, produced a short knife and pressed it against Xander's neck. "Should you refuse, he will join my master in the afterlife. What say you?"Aurora's anger intensified, her biting grip on Nicholas causing him to wail in agony. As the butler applied pressure on the knife, a trickle of blood seeped from Xander's wound.The sight and sc