My head was throbbing. That was the first thing that I noticed. The second thing I noticed was that I was on something soft, but firm. It felt like an old mattress and when I opened my eyes, I saw that I was right.A thin white sheet covered me. It hardly provided me with any warmth in the cold, damp room. I shivered as I sat up, dragging the sheet to my chin as I looked around me. A single hanging bulb hung from the ceiling, illuminating the space in a dim light.The walls were made out of gray stone, water trickling down in fine lines in random places. The floor was cement and I took a small amount of comfort that this was man-made and not some cave in the middl
I felt like I had been hit in the chest. All of my air went whooshing out of me and I struggled to get it back in. There's no way that he had just said that. There's no way that this man could actually be my father."I know it must come as a shock to you, but I swear on your mother's grave that I am telling you the truth," he said and I could tell that he really believed it. He really believed that he was my father."My father's dead. He died when I was little," I told him automatically, having had to say it my entire life. The familiarity of the phrase helped me calm down. I reminded myself that I was talking to a crazy person. My father was dead. Plain and simpl
MattMatt leaned against the building wall, his head thrown back to the bricks. He closed his eyes as he tried not to be overwhelmed by the information that they had just received. They had just confirmed that the werewolf from before was back. All the attacks going on around campus were due to the same wolf.Was having one normal year of college too much to ask for? He didn't want to deal with any of this shit. He just wanted to play hockey, hang out with his friends, go to class…and, of course, talk to Rose. And the one person he wanted to confide in, he couldn't because she had no idea that werewolves existed. Much less that he
JackThe one thing that Jack hated more than werewolves was laundry. He hated doing it. He hated sifting through it. He hated putting it away. He wished he had some form of magic that would just do it for him.But he didn't. So here he was, over two hours later, trying to find a specific pair of shorts that he wanted to wear tonight. Jack had torn his room apart, yet he still couldn't find them. Did the washing machine eat them?Or maybe they were in Celeste's room. Due to her baggy clothes, their stuff often got mixed up. Normally he'd ask Celeste to find them, but she wasn't at home at the moment. He'd have to find it himself.He trudged through the mess he had created and went straight into Celeste's room. Compared to his, her room looked like an absolute dream. Everything had a place and he knew for a fact that her closet was just as organized.He shifted through the neatly hung clothes until he found the shorts section. He finally found the pair he was looking for two to three ha
CelesteI was so nervous. The Masquerade Ball was in about an hour and while I, Celeste, had been banned from going, I, Rose, had not. Jack had already left so I was free to start getting ready.The dress I had picked out was my most daring by far. While I didn't much like the limelight, nobody there would know that I was Celeste. All they would know is that I was Matt's girlfriend. And Matt's girlfriend had to live up to those standards.The dress was blood red, dripping in glittering fake rubies. Gold embroidery swirled around the rubies, looking like magic spells. It had what sta
Matt Jack ripping off Rose's…no…Celeste's mask had ripped off Matt's as well. As he stared at the girl who had given him so many conflicted feelings, he wondered how he had missed all the signs before. Celeste's scent, one that he was as familiar with as his own, surrounded him. Had he been so blinded by love that he'd failed to recognize it when she was near him? How could he have possibly thought that she was a different person? A muscle ticked in hi
CelesteI had lost my freedom completely. I had lost Matt completely. I had lost all of my chances to be happy. It felt like my life was over and maybe it was.Jack didn't let me leave the house without an escort. He had spies all over the campus. I couldn't deviate from my normal schedule, even if it was just for a bathroom break, without getting an irate call asking me what I was doing.But that wasn't the worst consequence of being outed as Rose. I hadn't seen Matt since the ball and he was ignoring all of my calls and texts. It was like I had ceased to exist to him.
AlyxIt was finally his turn. He thought he would never get his chance, but Matt had made all of his dreams come true when he broke things off with Celeste in front of the entire school. The moment had been perfect.And now poor Celeste was an absolute wreck. It was such a shame that the only friends that she had were Fiona and himself. Such a shame, indeed.Honestly, though, it worked out in his favor. First with the scene from the ball and then that little display in the hallway, Alyx had little to fear from other competition. The other boys at the school were cowards.