KEILAH A wave of conflicting emotions crashed over me—shock, fear, disbelief, and a strange undercurrent of acceptance. My heart pounded as I stared at the test, the two bold lines confirming what I had dreaded. The revelation hit me like a ton of bricks. Pregnant. I was actually pregnant.Thoughts spiralled in my mind, the implications overwhelming. What did this mean for me? For Ralph? For our already complicated relationship? Most importantly, how would I navigate the dangers surrounding us with this new life growing inside me? My mind raced, replaying Zac’s and Benita’s sinister conversation. What I don't understand is why Dahlia, being the powerful witch she is, lets Zac use her like she's nothing. I just hope she doesn't go along with their plans. If that happens, it’d be the end of me. How will I ever raise a werewolf child in a society of humans? What if they shift in the middle of class and startle the other kids? It would mean one thing: my child would become an experiment
RALPHI walked with the council members toward the grand hall, the weight of my thoughts pressing down on me. My grip tightened on Keilah’s hand before I let her go, the memory of her unsettled eyes lingering in my mind. The council's compound loomed before me, a stark reminder of the power they held over us. Each step echoed with the authority they wielded, and I knew that what awaited inside would be no small matter.As we entered the hall, the murmurs of gathered Alphas from different packs filled the air. Jeffrey, the top council leader, seated at a long, imposing table, turned their attention to me. My eyes scanned the room, noting the presence of Ellena, the most powerful witch of all time. She belonged exclusively to the council and only appeared when there was a significant threat to the werewolves. My heart began to throb against my chest, wondering what dire issue had brought her here. The fact that they had summoned me with Keilah made my heart thunder even harder. I turne
RALPHI clenched my jaw at the sudden incident, my mind racing to process what had just happened. Damien's mark, with its protective power, was something I hadn’t anticipated. The pain from the searing energy still throbbed in my bones, a stark reminder of my inability to control the situation.Keilah got down from the bed, grabbed her robe, and slipped it back on with trembling hands. She walked over to where I was sitting, her eyes filled with a mix of concern and confusion. Gently, she touched my shoulder, her voice soft. "Ralph, what happened? You looked like you were in pain."I looked up at her and let out a bitter laugh, the sound harsh. "It looks like I can't do anything for myself, even with my own woman," I said, the frustration evident in my voice."What are you talking about?" she asked, perplexed."Damien’s mark... it's protecting you. It’s like a barrier that I can’t break through.""You mean that vampire's bite was for protection?" she asked.I nodded, my expression gri
DAHLIAPacing around the small, dimly lit room, I tried to piece together how I had ended up here. My mind was a jumbled mess of confusion and fear. One moment, I was in my room, preparing to sleep, and the next, I woke up in this unfamiliar place. Zac. It had to be him. He was the only person who had been hounding me relentlessly. But how had he managed to bring me here without my knowledge? My thoughts raced, and I felt a surge of panic rising within me.Desperate to escape, I attempted to use my magic to blast the door open. Concentrating, I summoned my energy, but as I released it, a weak, sputtering light barely reached the door before fizzling out. I staggered backwards, falling onto my butt, my breath coming in short gasps. What had happened to me? Why was my magic so feeble?Fear surged through me, my heart pounding in my chest. My magic had always been strong and reliable. To feel it so drained, so powerless, was terrifying. I tried to calm myself, but the sense of helplessne
KEILAHI stood frozen at the balcony door, watching Ralph leap into the storm with a mix of fear and admiration. He was doing the right thing, even if it took some pushing. The wind howled, and the rain battered against the glass, making it nearly impossible to see, but I kept my eyes glued to the scene below, praying for his safe return.Time seemed to stretch on forever, each minute a torturous eternity. I clutched my robe tightly, my heart pounding with every flash of lightning. When I finally saw Ralph leading the man and child to safety, a wave of relief washed over me. He had done it.But then, as he began to climb back up, the wind seemed to fight him every step of the way. My heart sank, my eyes widening in horror as I watched him slip and disappear from view. The next thing I heard was a loud, sickening thud. Panic surged through me as I nervously opened the balcony door, the rain slapping against my face. I looked down, and my heart nearly stopped. Ralph was sprawled on the
KEILAH It was a stormy night. And my wedding night with the man I stole from my best friend. The rain poured heavily outside, yet amidst the downpour, I could still hear my friend's screams as she was being gang-raped. She called out my name, desperately seeking help, but I callously ignored her cries. I knew that I was the one behind this sinister plan against her. Satisfaction spread across my face as I realized she would forever be out of my way, allowing me to fully enjoy my marriage. I happily revelled in the night with the man who was once hers.I jolted awake, drenched in sweat. Beside me, my best friend Cora lay snuggled up like a baby. Quietly, I slid out from under the covers and tiptoed out of the bedroom and into the bathroom. Switching on the cold water, I stepped beneath its icy stream. The chill of the water provided relief for my anxiety stemming from the dream I had just experienced.Once I cleaned up, I stepped out of the shower, feeling fresh and much better, and w
I stood frozen in surprise as the door slammed shut, leaving me standing outside the gate with loads of heavy grocery bags in my hands. Confusion washed over me as I tried to make sense of the situation unfolding before me. The worried voices of the women continued to echo through the gate, their urgency growing with each passing second. Curiosity and concern compelled me to knock on the door so that I could give a little explanation about the old woman's situation. A few moments of silence followed, and then the door creaked open, revealing a young, beautiful woman with a fear expression on her face. She glanced at me, her ombre eyes filled with apprehension."Who are you?" She asked, her voice trembling slightly."I'm…I'm the lady who brought your grandmother," I stammered.She hesitated for a moment and was about to hand her the bags, but suddenly, her eyes went wide before slamming the door shut again without a word. I blinked incessantly, wondering what was wrong with them. No
Just as the wolf's jaws were about to close around me, a deafening gunshot echoed through the air, causing the wolf to recoil in surprise. I turned my head, expecting to see a hunter or a saviour, but instead, I saw a man figure all in black standing by the shattered car window.It was him, his hands still smoking from the gun he held. I tremulously exhaled, feeling thankful to the heavens for this man who had saved me from the clutches of death.With a swift motion, the man stepped forward, pushing the wolf away from me. His presenceseemed to command authority, and the wolf cowered before him. It was as if he possessed some kind of superpower, a connection to the wild that allowed him to control even the most ferocious creatures.As the wolf retreated deep into the forest, the man turned his attention towards me. His gaze is unpredictable. "Are you alright?" He asked, his voice croaky. I nodded, my voice barely a whisper. "Thank you… I thought I was going to die. Suit yourself. No