POV: Jeremy Williams.The world that I had known shattered like a fragile mirror, and the pieces that were left behind fell to the ground at my feet, revealing a distorted reality that rendered me incapable of giving a coherent response. I had been leading a dishonest life for the entire time, hiding the truth about who I truly was behind a well-built façade.On a lovely afternoon, the first crack appeared in the universe that I had imagined to be perfect. My friend Ivory had come to visit me, and I noticed that she had a hint of sadness in her eyes, which I was not sure I could fully interpret at the time. Taking a deep inhale of the reassuring scent of lavender that seemed to linger all about her, I embraced her with the same warm embrace that I had always given her. My little arms were wrapped around her waist.She started by saying, "Jeremy," in a little gentle voice that was nonetheless slightly eager. "We need to talk."It was as soon as I heard those four words I felt a chill r
POV: JennaWith every instant that passed, the weight of my acts descended over me like a stifling blanket. The echoes of my footsteps seemed to taunt me as I walked around my rooms, reminding me of the repercussions my hand had started.Originally a desperate attempt to uphold the dignity of our pack, what had started as a simple web of lies and dishonesty had threatened to destroy the entire fabric of everything I had battled so valiantly. The once solid ground underfoot had collapsed into a dangerous chasm, and I was teetering on the brink, trying to hold onto power.Darrel's disobedience had been the first fault in the foundation, a fissure widening daily. His obsession with the human woman Ivory had blinded him to the old customs meant to protect our species for millennia. How could he not realize that her entire presence was an insult to our way of life, a blight threatening to ruin the purity of our bloodlines?My calls to reason with him, to help him realize his mistakes of be
POV: MiaTension permeated the air, every breath I took seemed as though it were weight-bearing down on my chest. The walls that had once given me protection now seemed to be smothering me with their stifling grip as I snuggled in the low-light safe house.How had things turned out? My life had been a somewhat straightforward one, full of the daily grind just a few short weeks before. But then all changed when Ivory returned to my life.Her search for the truth about her daughter's destiny had turned into my own, a fierce need to rectify the past guiding all I did. And suddenly I was thrown into a realm of peril and mystery I had never dreamed of as the shadows of those who aimed to silence us grew progressively longer.My body tensed naturally as the sound of footsteps outside the door and a bolt of adrenaline coursed through me. I grabbed for the gun hidden in my waistband; the cool metal served as a sober reminder of the reality I now lived."It's me," said a familiar voice distort
POV: Callum WellsThe shadows appeared to hang over me like a shroud, their cold fingers encircling my being and stifling me with their hug. Walking the boundaries of my cave, the weight of my deeds fell on me, a continual reminder of the sins I had done in the name of safeguarding our way of life.For so long, I had thought that my road was the moral one, that the sacrifices I had made were required to preserve our bloodlines' purity. Now, though, as the reality started to fall apart before my eyes, I started to doubt everything I had always revered.Ivory's unrelenting search for the truth had grown to be a thorn in my side, a continual irritant threatening to untangle the well-spun web of lies I had created over the years. Her sheer existence was a stain that had to be eliminated before it could permeate the very fabric of our pack, an affront to all I had battled to preserve.I could feel the noose tightening around my neck as the days went by, the whispers of dissent getting loud
POV: Ivory WellsWith every instant that passed, the weight of the truth descended upon me like a stifling cloak. I could feel the walls closing in and the sense of claustrophobia threatening to overcome me as I sat crouched over my makeshift desk and the dimly illuminated room created ghostly shadows across the strewn papers and pictures.I had been hunting whispers and half-truths for weeks, following the breadcrumb trail of hints meant to untangle the web of deceit that had entangled me and those closest to her. But it appeared as though the road ahead got more perilous, more rife with danger and dishonesty with every step forward.Startled from my dream by a knock at the door, I automatically grabbed the rifle that had lately become my regular friend. "Who's it?" I yelled, my voice tinged with a little nervousness."It's me," the familiar voice of Hardin muffled by our thick walls.Relief flooded over me, and I got up fast to bring him inside the secure house that had become our t
POV: Darrell WilliamsEvery waking moment seemed as though the weight of the secrets I held was real, weighing down on me. My mind flew with the ramifications of the truth I had found about Ivory and Jeremy's past as I walked the boundaries of my study.Jenna's voice penetrated the quiet, tinged with mistrust and fear. "Darrel, throughout the past few days you have been far off. What troubles you?"I turned to see my friend, her lovely features marked with concern. Longing to share the weight that had grown too great for me to carry by myself, I yearned to tell her. Another voice, one grown of years of following the pack, advised against showing too much though.I said, "It's nothing," lying and attempting a comforting grin. "Exactly the usual duties of leading the pack."Jenna narrowed her gaze, and I knew she disagreed with me. She had always been sensitive, able to see behind my front stage performance with one glance.She pleaded, "Don't shut me out, Darrel." "Remember we are supp
POV: Ivory WellsThey say Life is perfect when you are young and in love. Would I have ever thought that I would ever lose Darrel? Nah, not in my wildest dreams.. “We have arrived,My love.” He said,parking in front of the hotel that would be used to host my Birthday. I sat still in the car, willing the anxiousness inside of me to be gone. I sighed and alighted from the car. Darrel took my hands and squeezed it reassuringly. I sighed. Here goes nothing.“Happy Eighteenth Birthday, Ivory Wells!!” I heard screams and Camera flashes and I smiled. My girlfriends, Candy and Tiara walked up to me and handed me a birthday gift. “We love you, Ivory.” They both chorused and I smiled.“Thanks girls.” I said and we all hugged each other. Darrel held my hands and kissed it, and I smiled. “I’ve got a surprise for you.” He whispered in my ears and I smiled at him.Darrel and I had been in a relationship since I was 13, and he was Fifteen years old. I had my parents, Darrel, who was the son of the
POV: Darrel William.I never knew that watching TV could bring so much pain and sadness. And so much Anticipation,Longing for someone. I was sitting in my living room after a long day of work when I turned on the news. Just like any other day, I was expecting to hear stories about politics, weather, and maybe even some human-interest pieces. “Here we have seated with us, the brave investigative Journalist,who assisted in bursting the crime ring that the Anthony family has been terrorising New York for 30 years. Let’s welcome, Ivory Wells.” I heard as I sat on the chair in front of the TV. Ivory walked into the arena, her smile bright.A smile that I had missed for years. Seven years. Seven years had passed since I had set eyes physically on Ivory. Not ever since I angrily banished her from the pack, years ago. She was different, very different from the 18 year old Ivory I had known, fallen in love with and chased away.The girl who had once been reserved and quiet was now bold and