FreyaThe day I was upset with Dolly, and angrily stormed off from school. I didn't go to school the next day. I lied to my grandmother that I felt too sick to attend school. I was too worried to go, knowing that Jurius would see the werewolf councils. I feared that they would never accept Jurius and me being together. I'm glad they did.Jurius wasn't at school yet, so I looked for Dolly. I needed to apologize to her for how I treated her.Two of her close friends, Becky and Tamara, were chatting by their lockers."Hi. Do you know where I can find Dolly?""She's not here yet." Tamara answered."Thanks." I walked off."Freya." Becky stopped me.I turned to look at her."What is going on between you and Dolly? She's been down since the day you drove off upset." Becky was curious."I can't say. But everything will be fine between us pretty soon," I reassured them.They nodded, and I went to wait in the parking area for Dolly.I was leaning against a wall when her pink Porsche was driven
Freya If I had a choice to become an animal, it would likely be a wolf. Not just any wolf, but a lovely she-wolf with snow-white fur and sky-blue eyes. I'm sure I'd be OK. As much as my love life. If I'm fortunate enough to have one. It would not be as tragic and agonizing as my mother's. Tears streamed down my cheeks from my eyes. It tickled my skin and drove me to respond by wiping it away from my face, but more tears streamed down as I did so. It was something that happened all the time before going to bed. It was similar to a bedtime routine. I'd stand by my bedroom window, staring out at the moon in the dark sky, and it would end with me begging the moon to turn me into a wolf, as if the moon had ears to hear before going to sleep. I used to laugh at myself for being crazy and having a big imagination from reading too many romance wolf-shifter novels. I believed it to be true. Before heading downstairs, I got out of bed and went to the bathroom mirror. I would check to see if m
Freya It was futile for me to beg my mother to let me stay. She'd already decided to depart with Jack first thing tomorrow morning. I packed my stuff while in tears. "Are you done yet?" my mother inquired, leaning against my door. I threw my last pair of clothes into the suitcase and zipped it closed, not reacting to her. "I called Mom and Zira, and they are overjoyed to have you," she let me know. The suitcase crashed hard on the floor near my bed, and I dragged it past her outside to the car. She followed me. "Fine, I'll put up with your immature behavior. "I've been dealing with it for years," she complained as she closed the front seat of the automobile and buckled her seat belt. When I saw Jack approaching the automobile, I rolled my eyes. "Are you certain you don't want me to accompany you? It'll be lonely coming home alone," Jack said, lowering his head to hers. "I'll be fine, babe," my mother assured him as she kissed him. I felt like I wanted to hurl. I was so glad
Freya The moon is remarkable considering that it is constantly visible in the sky, no matter where you are. It's almost like it's keeping an eye on us. Why are the things that are out of your reach the ones that are closest to you? Like the sun, moon, and stars, but the ones closest to us appear to be the furthest away. I cried by the window the first night in my new house, just like I did at home. Looking up at the half-shiny moon in the sky. I didn't hide my puffy, red eyes from wailing all night in the morning when I went downstairs. There was no need to because what had happened to me was too sudden. As I walked into the kitchen, I was greeted by the overwhelming aroma of pancakes and chocolate syrup. Zira touched a strand of my long, black hair as Grandma brushed my cheek, sensing my gloom. Grandma brought my pancake and a steaming cup of peppermint tea to the dining room. I trailed her. "There you go, Hun," she said as she set it in front of me as I sat. "You'll be merry
Jurius "Jurius," I heard my father call. Immediately, I inserted my pen into my book and hid it under a rock before he caught me writing again. As the future alpha of the pack, my father wants me to concentrate on becoming stronger and a good leader. It is difficult to bear a big responsibility when you are only 18. "Son," he again called. "I'm here, dad." My voice directed him to me. I noticed he was not alone; my twin brother Tate was with him. Tate and I weren't identical twins. He too had a role to play; he was the future Beta of the pack. The second leader in case something should happen to me. Sometimes I wish he were the firstborn and I the second. Dad wasn't on his back like he was with me. Tate was free to do whatever he pleased and to even date humans. I could never do such a thing. My father feared his alpha son associating with a human. He thought they were weak. An alpha should never involve himself with the feeble. "Why are you from the pack? You should be guarding
Freya I would often go to the back of the house, hoping I would see that wolf again. It's been five days since I haven't seen it and a long time since I haven't heard from my mom. She promised she would call me every day. She lied. My head lowered miserably. Why do I always fall for my mom's promises? When will I learn that she will never fulfill any of them? I guess I hope that one day she will. It's disheartening to know that she would do anything for her lovers other than her own daughter. Why? Didn't I matter to her as well? I put down the new werewolf romance novel I was reading, another novel by A.K. Knight, Alpha Christian. It's about a powerful and kind alpha with a pure heart whose mate foolishly rejects him because of her father's hatred for him. I just hope they get back together; their love for each other was too beautiful to walk away from. It was the afternoon, so I went downstairs for a quick snack. "Emily," I heard my grandmother speaking to my mom on the phone jus
Jurius "Tonight is the full moon; are you nervous?" Kathara approached me and leaned on my blue Nissan pickup. "No," I answered with a bright smile, completely adding air to my tire. I lied; I was. Another rule of being the future alpha was that I was forbidden to show any emotion that made me seem weak to my pack. The pack was to always see only the strong side of me and never the weak. "Okay, brother," Kathara said with a bright smile. Her face moved as she observed something with curiosity, which caused me to inspect what it was. It was a strange white car heading toward our land. "I'm going to get Dad," Kathara said, running off. It was odd to see a car that we didn't know show up on our land. There were two elderly females inside; they were humans. I could smell the fresh scent of their blood flowing through their veins. I observed them as they exited the car hurriedly. Dad was appearing from the house as well, according to the news. I listened closely as Dad approached
Freya Immediately I sat up as a strange, young male jumped before me. He was shirtless and very tall. He had dark, short, wavy hair that lay above his thick eyebrows and hid his ears. "I'm not going to hurt you," he said as he held both hands before him. His voice was smooth and clear, one that assured you he wouldn't. But how can I trust a stranger, for instance, a male I just met who is also bare-chested? I looked at where he leaped from, and I was soon surprised at how far he had jumped. I moved backward, scared. "Stay away from me," I warned him. "Are you hurt?" His eyes scanned my right foot. I had fallen hard on my right foot; it felt like it was sprained. "Your grandma and another elderly female came to my dad for help; that's why I'm here." His dark brown eye stares into mine, hoping to calm me down so I could trust him. "Where are they?" I cried, regretting that I had foolishly run off into the forest. "I'll take you to them," he informed me. I tried getting up, but