ROZETA:I could feel my heart beating against my chest as I stared into the eyes of the man determined to end my life. Imagine being this close to death and knowing just how inevitable it was. Well, that was my situation at the moment.I've never been this scared all my life. Maybe I have but I don't think any other way I've ever felt could be compared to this one.Perhaps to taunt me, Manuel clicks the trigger, making it seem like he was going to shoot me. I shut my eyes the instant I hear the sound, expecting a loud bang but nothing comes out of it.The only problem was my heart beating even faster and I found satisfaction on Manuel's face when I open my eyes to look at him. He was apparently enjoying my predicament and I wasn't even sure what to feel about that."You've always interfered in everything that concerns this mission I started years ago," Manuel starts to say. "Now I don't know what you have to do with all of this especially when it was me who got you linked with all of
MANUEL:For a moment, I was disoriented. I couldn't make sense of what I did. It was as if everything was happening so fast for me.I let go of the being in my hand, dropping her to the ground as I turn my full attention toward the area that I just shot at. And the only question I keep asking myself repeatedly is: Why is Beta Zeke on the ground instead of Jax's wolf?I know what I shot at. I know who I shot. I know who my target was. But why am I seeing something different?Have I just ruined everything with my hands? Did I just make a mess of a plan that has been coming together for such a long time? Why in the world is this happening?I have to take a look at my hand that had the gun in it. It's something I've known how to handle since I was little. A survival training, it was. And that meant I should be able to have a grip on myself whenever I shoot at something.Did the bullet deviate? Did it take a turn on its own? How did it end up meeting the wrong person?I wasn't even given a
ROZETA:I went through a lot before getting here. Had to deal with some pests that threatened to cut short my existence.Even right now, I was feeling the impact of having to go against a lot and it was that little energy I carried along with me until I arrived back at the scene where it all seemed to be going down between Jax and Manuel.However, I was too late. The one thing I tried to prevent happened. And it just had to happen right about the time I arrived on the scene.The slice through the air, and the little grunt that followed it told me what I needed to know. Jax has just clawed through Manuel and that was the end of it all.I did try to stop Jax just in time by yelling out a loud 'No' but then it didn't seem to have an impact. Instead, it only rained in the air before it did happen.I should be happy, shouldn't I? Jax has just gotten rid of the biggest threat to the both of us. And that was fine because walking on the face of this earth with Manuel still in it wasn't worth
I almost freaked out after realizing the whiteboard ceiling with a mini chandelier wasn't there anymore. Instead, I was staring right back at the ceiling of my room with nothing but a bulb atop. In haste, I was off the bed, looking around in an apprehensive state. At the same time, I was trying to figure out what in the world was going on because it was clear to me that something was not right. I shouldn't be in my room. If my foggy memory serves me right, I should be somewhere else. Somewhere totally different from here. I look down at the clothes I have on and it wasn't the usual different collection of PJs that I would normally wear before going to bed. Seeing myself in a tiny strapped top and jean pants added more to my stressed mind. If I was in such clothes, then I definitely shouldn't be in my room. But I just can't seem to place my hands on how I got back here in the first place. My eyes finally land on something that would not appropriately be found in here — A pink stic
ROZETA: I went through a week that I wouldn't want to talk about. And just to feel better, I decided to go for a cool-off last night as it was a Friday. But little did I know that a simple cool-off would lead to something unplanned. The supposed love bite on my neck opened my memory to almost everything that happened the night before. Yeah, almost. I've been thinking about it all morning and it brought me to an unexplainable point. I wasn't looking for anything when I decided to head over to Hawking Nightclub all alone. You got it right — I had no friends to go with and my roommate was super exhausted after a long day at work... her words. I started the whole club experience with a shot of vodka before venturing into random dances. In between all of that, I took two extra shots and I promise that it was the last I intended to take. That is until I decided to rest my weary legs in a corner of the club that had fewer people. I was already feeling the effects of the alcohol in my sy
JAX: "What's on your mind?" Manuel, whom I would necessarily call my closest ally, asks from behind where I stood. Looking down into the city from the top of my building gave me a kind of peace that I never thought I would have after having a restless night. A close look at my face and one would be able to tell that I have bags under my eyes. I take in a deep breath, shutting my eyes close. Relief flooded through me before I open them to stare back into the activities of the city going down below. How much depth I could cover didn't matter because it was almost like I could see it all. "A lot," I respond to Manuel's inquiry. "Is this still about last night? I thought we both agreed on the fact that it was just you loosening up for the first time in a long time," "I know we did," I say, "but I can't help but think I didn't do things right." Manuel wastes no time in countering, "It was nothing out of the ordinary. I'll call it a random thing with a girl you'll never get to see ag
JAX: Being an extraordinary being in a world filled with ordinary beings, I've managed to be careful in the last five years since I've been here. It wasn't a permanent thing but then I had my priorities set right. So if someone told me that a mistake from one night could almost ruin everything for me, I would not believe it. But then it did and now I might have to account for it. Manuel looked like he wanted to punch through something. The look on his face said it all that he was not liking what I told him. "So you marked her unintentionally?" he sounded surprisingly calm for the reaction he was exhibiting. I run a hand through my hair nervously. "I had no idea what I was doing. One minute I was trying to get down with her, the next my fangs are out and I have bitten into her neck. I don't understand how it all happened," I was getting tensed so I walk away from his presence back to the spot I was in before. But going back there wasn't helping matters as the hypersensitive noise
ROZETA:Lauryn was right: I do not listen.She has mentioned that to me a lot and I have just realized how true it is today. Because if it wasn't, I wouldn't be out here on the street after I was sternly warned to be on bed rest for the rest of the week.It hasn't even been more than two days since the domestic accident I had. Two days since what I still can't explain regarding the bite I found on my neck.Right before I was discharged yesterday, the doctor instructed me not to overwork myself as my brain wouldn't be able to handle the pressure after the impact made on it two days ago. And just so she could see that I adhered to the doctor's instruction, Lauryn forced me to call in sick at work.I did promise her that I was going to stay in all day but a few hours after she left, I am out in the open, finding a way to get my body on the move.The problem didn't come from being sick of staying in all day. It came from me being hyperactive since I opened my eyes this morning.I don't kn