JuriusAfter discovering who my cursed human soulmate was, Dad stopped me from going to school for a while. He didn't want anyone within the pack to be suspicious of why I had done so, and so he made it seem I had more training to help me prepare to one day take on the pack.I'd been in the packs' gyms for hours for the past few days I've been absent from school, working out. I worked so hard that I felt I had overworked myself. My dad would often tell me to take it easy; it is so hard. Every time I sat down for a rest, all I could think about was her. I was starting to become worried about her. I wanted to put that feeling aside. It was not good for me.Dad was returning to the gym.I stopped working out and grabbed a towel to wipe away the sweat from my face.He was not alone; Uncle Lennox was with him as well."How many push-ups have you done?" Uncle Lennox asked. I could sense sadness within him as he tried to lighten the mood, as he always does.At that moment, I knew Dad had told
Jurius Like the love two wolf shifters had for each other when paired by the moon goddess. I had that same deep affection for her; the only difference was that she wasn't one of us, and it was wrong. A human and a wolf shifter can never be together. That has been the rule for hundreds of years and will remain unchangeable. I felt miserable fighting the love I had for her. I felt like I was fighting myself. "I thought it was teamwork to get rid of her," I said, covering my lies. If Dad only knew how badly I was starving for her—to touch her, to be next to her—every single night instead of going off to bed, I secretly watched her from her window as she cried, desiring that one day I could put an end to her tears. Dad gave me a grave look. "For a minute, I thought you were accepting her as your soulmate," he said. "Never!" I retorted, lying again. He and Uncle Lennox kept looking at me as if they didn't believe me. I knew they were listening for a sudden rise in my heartbeat. Over
FreyaI stood gazing through the window outside, where Jurius had saved me. I couldn't stop thinking about him.A knock on my door caused me to spin away from it. I went to open the door. It was Zira."It's Saturday, a day to go out with your friends and not lock yourself in your room all day," she said.My head lowered as I took a large strand of my hair and placed it behind my ear."I like staying home on Friday to read," I retorted as my head lifted back toward her.I did, but after what had happened between me and Jurius, every word I saw in the book was his name. It is hard for me to stay focused.A sad look appeared on her face."I'll be fine," I told her, not wanting her to worry. Beside, this is something I did often when I was with my mom," I tried to cheer her up.My back turned, and I walked away, feeling down and blinking every tear from my eyes, remembering my mom. I recalled reading as a hobby. I didn't do it because I loved to; it was a way for me to be somewhere that ma
Jurius My teeth clenched in my mouth, and I held tightly onto the left leg of my pants, causing my leg to soon feel cramped. It was difficult to sit still knowing she was right there at the back. My body stiffened in my seat. There were 25 students on the bus, and her scent was the one I couldn't stop picking up; it overpowered everyone else. I slid myself closer to the window, opening it for some fresh air to get rid of her scent. I hated myself for loving her scent and for accepting her as my soulmate. It is very wrong. Can't this stupid bus go any faster? I cursed from the inside. The wind from the window wasn't helping at all. I quickly reached for a handkerchief from my pocket and covered my nose. Finally, it helped. The handkerchief smelled like the sweet scent of softener, a laundry item my mom used to rinse our clothes. Just when I thought I was safe from her attractive scent, another issue occurred: her beautiful face. In the window next to me, I could see her reflection. H
Freya My palms began to sweat, and I felt like I was about to pass out the moment I saw Jurius look at me as I exited the bus. I held my breath nervously, and both feet felt weak from his stare. I'm surprised I managed to leave the bus without falling flat on my face or suffocating myself for holding my breath for too long. I was glad I didn't. I have no idea how I'd deal with such embarrassment. As I gathered with the others, I glimpsed him at my right side; he was still staring at me. I couldn't hold my breath any longer. I lowered my head, allowing my large, puffy, curly hair to hide my face, taking a deep breath out and in. I felt so stupid for acting so shy before him. I was worried he would find me uncanny or immature. Finally getting my breath under control, I raised my head and bravely turned to look at him. A gloomy feeling swept over me, seeing that he wasn't looking at me. I bite my bottom lips angrily, blaming myself for him not paying attention to me anymore. I worried
Jurius After what had happened between us, I knew she had many questions. Questions about why I was at her house the day I caught her when she tried to commit suicide by jumping from her window. She was now following me into the forest, where Dad had instructed me to kill her. I could smell her—a scent of rare roses. My hands tightened in pain, wishing it didn't have to be so for us. Freya I went behind the trees where he had vanished, and there I saw him walking straight ahead. Where was he going? I paused to watch him curiously and worriedly. After the encounter I had back at home with the wolf that almost killed me, I feared he might not be as lucky as me. I somehow felt he didn't hear what Ms. Burrow had said, and so I decided to chase after him to warn him that he should stay within the group. "Jurius," I called, walking hastily, taking the same path he had taken. My arms were held to my side, scared that a wolf might jump from the bushes and rip me apart. I wanted to turn ba
FreyaIf someone were to predict my future and tell me I would die at the age of 17 from a fallen tree, I would never believe them. By suicide, yes, that is what I would have believed. It's scary that one would wake up and go on with his day, believing he'd see the next day when the current day was his last.I thought I had died; I believed the tree had crushed me into a paste, but I didn't feel any pain. How didn't I? Didn't death come with any pain? Or was my death so fast that I died without realizing I had?No, I wasn't dead; I was alive. I felt my eyes flinch. My eyes opened, and immediately they widened. Jurius was standing over me. My eye surprisingly went to his right hand, and my mouth too widened seeing him one-handedly holding the humungous bark of the tree.His eyes stared into mine, showing no emotion or struggle with the heavyweight he had in his hand."Grrr!..." he growled as he pushed the tree aside.I watched with a racing heart as the tree fell hard onto the ground, c
JuriusWitnessing what I could do and that my strength was inhuman. I was ready for a kill—to put an end to her. To stop the misery, she had caused me and the effect it now had on my father.I was prepared to slash her throat open and bury her where no one would find her. But instead, my claws froze beneath my skin.I thought she would be terrified of me, seeing what I was. She wasn't. I smelled no scent of fear emanating from her body. She was calm, taking it as if it were something she saw often.She got up from the ground. My eyes kept changing uncontrollably back and forth into my wolf as she did."You're the wolf," she said as she stood. A single footstep away from me.She recognized that I was the wolf who attacked her.Her head is now lowered.One of my hands was raised for a strike, but like always, she made it difficult to kill her.She wept.A pain struck me in the heart—loathing she was. It is difficult to see my other half cry. Her tears made me miserable."You're a wolf s