I'm surprised that the light is on in the kitchen when I get home. The silhouette of my father is blurry from the frosted glass windows. He's at the kitchen counter, reading. A cup of coffee is beside him, and he wears a thick, knitted sweater and his spectacles.He looks up when I shut the front door behind me, "Hey, kiddo.""Hey," I slip my shoes off and take them upstairs to my bedroom. I change quickly and go to the bathroom to assess the damage.The only thing about having my parents home constantly now is that I have to do a better job hiding my bruises. Which is fine, since most of them I get from sparring or patrols...but this isn't that.I'm hiding bruises that my boyfriend gave me because he snapped.I tug down my sleeves and cover my wrists. My lip is a larger problem. It's bruised and split open, and I'm not sure how I'm going to cover that up. There really isn't a way...but I can't tell my parents how I got it. They won't understand.To be honest, I don't understand eithe
Orion is in my house.Past the guards. Past the Abregon patrols. He even slipped past me. How had I not sensed him until now?The house is silent.Dread fills me as I walk through my bedroom door. Deep down, I know what to expect-what I'm about to see. But still...I tiptoe around the house...like a mouse...checking each room.He isn't anywhere upstairs. Ariella's room has been left untouched.The air smells stale.The stairs crackle with every step I take. No one is in sight. It's as if he has evaporated into the shadows. I jerk away from every small, white sound. The fridge rumbles loudly. The wildlife outside coo and sound alarms. My heartbeat is deafening....I go downstairs and towards my parents' bedroom. My deafening heartbeat slows. The rumblings of the outside and kitchen fade away. A surprising calm washes over me... should be terrified. I am terrified.I brace myself for what is behind this door.It creaks a hollow scream as I push it open with my foot. In the darkness, I se
Alora.Alora.Alora.It's all I can hear the whispers of the ghosts and the visions-as I press my cheek against the cold, tile floor. My mind is drowning, my soul is being hung by a rope of grief and disbelief and turmoil. Death.Death.Alora."Alora." Jayden knocks on the bathroom door again, "Please unlock the door."There's no movement, no sound, that comes from me. My body is a corpse. I lie curled up in their cabin bathroom. It's been hours since I left. The day has come and gone but I remain in my position. The shock is still processing the idea that I have no family left is still wrapping around my mind. The last thing I can do is unlock a fucking door.The last thing I want is to face anyone. Facing them will mean that I'll have to accept this strange, new reality. I'm an orphan.Sobs wrench my lungs from my chest, constricting them so tightly like balls of crunched up paper. I can't breathe. I can only exist in a world of pain. A world of death.The Wolf inside me is folded u
"Where are they?"Ariella stands in front of me. Tears stream down her face. I step up to her and hug her tightly. We bury our faces into one another's shoulders, sobbing loudly. She bunches the thick material of my cardigan in her hands, shaking so hard against me."I'm sorry," She whispers, "I'm so sorry, Alora."I only weep quietly into the crook of her neck. The pain is still so fresh- the loss not quite sinking in. I feel so astounded that it's almost like numbness. The only thing I can do is sob and hiccup into my sister's embrace."Where...Are they here?" I finally manage to choke out. I can't find them -no matter where I desperately search in this Plane... they're not here. All I saw is the red, darkening sky that lights up the black horizon and silhouettes of the Plane. Iphigenia is pressing against Ariella's thigh, whining softly. But no one else. Only mist."Ariella," I look at her again. She's biting her lip and I cry, "Ariella- where's Mom and Dad?""Alora, they've alread
All that flashes through my mind is that he's touching me with the same hands that he touched her with."Don't shut me out, Alora," He murmurs.I let go of the doorknob but don't turn away from the door. "I don't know what you're talking about.""You haven't spoken to me since...since..." He stumbles over his words as I turn around. He can't meet my eyes, but his hands find my wrists. He holds onto them tightly. Out of comfort or to restrain me--I don't know."Say it," I growl, "Say it, Hendrick! We haven't spoken since....""Since your parents died..." His grasp on me softens, but not enough to let me break free. "Alora...I'm sorry... want to take it all away for you- the pain, the death.""You just want to take it away, so you don't have to feel it," I hiss, spitting at the spot on his chest where his heart is supposed to be. "You don't want to feel this way anymore.""I don't.""I don't either! But there's nothing you can do about that--but you didn't have to make it worse!" I try
It's not right. It's wrong to be the only one still standing. Like me being the only one alive is a betrayal.It doesn't feel right because out of us all, I'm the least useful. I couldn't stop any of them from dying. Or perhaps it's because this is all my fault. I'm the reason they are all decomposing in the ground beneath my feet. I'm the one who Orion wants to get to.I'm just as responsible for their murders as he is.Darkness clings to me like a cloak. If people could see auras, then I'd be shrouded in black. Like the mist that surrounds Hekate."Alora," Kaizer's eyes are bloodshot and glass. He waves me to stand next to him and his father, the minister of my parents' funeral.I can't move from my spot. I'm frozen just like they are. There's a large lump in my throat that I can't swallow down-it only grows the more I try to speak.Finally...the final words I'll say to them comes out..." My mom-she was born in Las Marías, Puerto Rico. She and her brother moved to the U.S. after the
Her cheek shatters under the force of my fist."Alora! Stop!"I have Ashenia by the collar of her shirt and slam her into the ground before anyone can stop me. Despite the outrageous pain she's in, she uses my momentum to flip us. My back hits the ground and my gut takes the brunt of her fists.But rage drives me forward. I reach up and grab her face, clawing and gouging at her eyes until she falters. The moment she does, I'm on top of her again.She still smells like him.Her eyes are wide as my teeth sharpen. The beast inside me wants to show this female who is dealing with. There's no mercy, no humanity in this Wolf that lurks inside me. She knows pain-she knows how to inflict it too.I wrench Ashenia's neck back and go in to Mark the bitch myself.Hendrick's body crashes into mine. He quickly pins me down. Only he has the power to quell my Wolf in this moment, though he barely manages it."Bring her to my office, now," Mira's bellow echoes.He tries but I slip through his grasps a
My whole life amounts to two duffle bags and a handbag. It's an odd realization I have as I put them in the trunk of one of the Solari SUVS. Clothes, a couple photos and personal belongings, Ariella's notebooks, and my scrying bowls. Everything else is left in the house or on the boat. Everything else is memories and sentimental items-which when it comes to it, have no real purpose.The Wolf driving the car Jayden and I will be in closes the trunk. Around us, car doors are opening and shutting. They're all ready to leave. Everything is packed-everything is set. All that's left are the farewells.Jayden hugs Aiden tightly, "I'll call you guys when we cross borders.""And when you get there," He smooths down her hair and plants a kiss on the crown of her head, "Be safe.""You too," She begins to cry, and I turn away.Avianna is standing beside me, a small chest in her arms. She smiles at me when I glance at her, and hands it over, "This is for you."I don't have to open it to know what