Third Person’s Point of View
They thought that there would only be peaceful days from now on—as Dalton and Arlo would be more focused on their children that they wouldn’t even have any time to ensue chaos. However, there was still one problem that they had to solve—the baby names.
The two couples, along with River, Devyn, Emery, and Kairo, were seated on the living room couch, conversing about the topic of baby names.
“I thought you’ve already decided on something during your term,” Emery said.
“Yeah,” Ella said. “But Dalton thought that our little bean was going to be a girl and named him Princess.”
“Then maybe you can just call him Prince,” Emery suggested.
“That’s what I said!” Dalton exclaimed.
“I feel like it’s too typical. And we’re not a kingdom, we’re a pack,” she defended.
<Third Person's Point of View"Dad, please. We haven't been on a date for like...ten months? Don't you think we deserve it?"Kairo merely glanced at his son before continuing to pack his back for the upcoming fishing trip that he was going to have with his friends."That's normal, son. When your mother and I had Laura, we didn't go on dates until she turned four.""That's a lie," Arlo retorted. "I clearly remember grandma Lily telling me that she'd often take care of Laura just so you and mom could go on dates."Kairo scratched the back of his head. "Well, can your date wait another month or so? I have fishing trips booked every weekend of the month."Arlo groaned. "We can't, dad! We'll be busy with Rivalee's and Belluci's joint birthday party by then! And you're going out fishing once again? Who are you even going with? Unce Dalton hasn't been fishing since Belluci's birth!""Well, it's his fault for having a baby so late. I'm g
Third Person’s Point of View It was another busy day in the Blood Shadow pack (what’s new), and everyone was running around, trying to do some last-minute touches before the commencement of Rivalee’s and Belluci’s first birthday party. In the midst of the bustling people, there stood two gentlemen on the stairway, observing a large portrait hung over the wall. “It’s up again, huh?” River asked. Dalton placed his hand under his chin. “Yes. How many times has it been? 12? 13 times since it has been replaced?” River nodded his head. “Yeah. I can’t believe Kairo always manages to hang it again after Arlo already destroyed each and every portrait.” “Well, that’s one thing about Kairo—he never gives up.” Ella, seeing the two idling idiots standing on the stairway, stomped over to where they were with crossed arms. “Stop looking at Kairo and Arlo’s ballet portrait and go to the front gate to greet the guests. They
ArloThe moonlight shone the brightest at eleven in the evening, the Blood Shadow pack being vivified by its brilliant luminance. Today was Sunday. It was different from the Sundays when the pack usually rested. Excitement flooded the hall as people started chatting about today’s main event. Today was the day— the day of my coronation.“Pleasant night to all of you!”The crowd erupted into cheers as my father’s voice encapsulated the entire venue. I peered from behind the curtain and felt my breath get caught in my throat when I saw that there were much more attendees than I was expecting. It seems like my parents had also called the other packs to join my coronation since the seats were jam-packed.“You can do this,” I whispered to myself. “You’re not the incoming Alpha of the strongest pack in the world for nothing.”Once I said those words to myself, I felt a surge of courage enter my v
Hera“Gross,” I said as I watched the two teenagers kiss on television. It was a reality show that my parents were religiously watching, and it revolved around the lives of teenagers traveling around the world to find their mate.Cy and Saran turned back to me with smiles on their faces. “Gross?” Saran chuckled. “You’re bound to do that someday, Hera. You’re already 17, so you’re going to find your mate very soon, and I’m sure that you’ll take back those words once you meet him.”I clicked my tongue and shook my head. “Never in a thousand years,” I said in a resolute voice.“Is Hera shitting on your favorite show again?” River, my brother, said while trudging down the stairs with two luggages in hand.“Language, River,” Saran exclaimed while turning off the TV.“Cut me some slack, mom. It’s my last day here, so forgive me?”
HeraIt has been a week since River moved out of the house, and things are going back to normal once again. At first, Cy and Saran called him on the phone thrice a day, but now they only contact him at night. Things have gotten pretty awkward in the house now that River wasn’t around, but it’s nothing grand. My adoptive parents and I have been in a distant relationship ever since I found out that they weren’t my real parents anyway.I was currently sweeping the floors in Cy’s office when I accidentally stumbled on his bookshelf. Some books fell out, and I clamored to pick them up on the floor. I carried the books in my arms and was about to place them back on the shelf. However, what I saw next made me freeze in my spot.A beam of light came from the spaces where the books usually were, and it seems like there was something beyond this room. Motivated by my curiosity, I peeked into the bare spaces and gasped in shock when I saw that there
HeraEver since I found out about my possible relationship with Kamala Ahearn, I’ve become warier inside the house. Everything seems to be suspicious, and I can’t help but think that Cy and Saran are truly hiding something from me. Even right now, they’re acting out of the ordinary.“You’re not going to watch your favorite show?” I asked, perplexed why Cy was already turning off the television.“Not today, Hera. Saran and I have some things to talk about. So, we’re just going to watch the replay or something,” he said while standing up from the couch.I frowned. They never miss their favorite show! Ever since it started airing two years ago, they’ve never missed an episode up until now. When the annual meeting with the elders clashed with the schedule of their show, they even opted to postpone it! Something’s definitely going on.“I’m heading to bed then. Good night,&rdqu
Hera“1, 2, 3…” Click. “One more time,” I said while readjusting the camera lens. “Yeah, that’s great. You guys look good together,” I complimented both of them.It was the day of my 18th birthday and also the day of my planned escape. Cy and Saran were dressed in formal attire, oblivious to the fact that I had already packed all of my belongings upstairs.“Why don’t you join us for one photo?” Saran asked, holding out her arm for me.I hesitated for a minute.“Come on, Hera. We don’t have a proper picture together now that you’ve gotten older. Just think of it as a commemoration of your 18th birthday," she coaxed.I sighed. “Alright,” I said.I squeezed in between them and flashed a small smile. The camera blinked for ten seconds until it finally flashed, signifying that the picture had been taken.“Let me see,” S
Arlo“Aren’t you going to get ready?” Devyn asked while bursting into my room. I just finished training the newly-assigned pack warriors, and I wanted to take a quick nap before going over some paperwork.“For what?” I asked, confused.Devyn looked at me incredulously. “Have you forgotten? It’s Laura’s coming-of-age party! Didn’t you notice the decorations around the house?”My eyes widened. “Oh, shit. Is it the 19th already? I thought that was tomorrow. Fuck,” I cursed. “Don’t tell Laura about this. She’s going to kill my ass if she knows.”“Don’t tell me about what?” A soft yet intimidating voice asked.My shoulders stiffened as I heard her voice from outside the door.“Laura! My sweetest little sister is finally turning 18, hmm? Are you excited for your birthday? You look beautiful, by the way,” I said while