Narek's POV"Remember Narek. We don't have much time. I need Nyx to be able to shift before the next session. Soon, the Uren pack would be in need of an heir to take after the current Alpha, Nyx's father. It is her birthright Narek, and that is why I need her to shift quickly so that she can take her position." I nodded, I wasn't the moon goddess, and the most I could do was try my best. "So tell me, what do you know?" she requested, pulling me close and staring straight into my eyes.I slowly pulled away from her and walked towards my cellar. I could sense her rising curiosity and impatience to know what progress we had made exactly. I brought out two teacups, my thoughts wavering on the best way to approach Miss Pendleton's questions.Nyx's case was a different one together. She is not just a werewolf. Neither is she a witch.But what baffles me is that no matter how hard I try to understand the mystery behind her Mystical being, everything seems to go down the drain.All my res
Otis's POVI walked into the empty class I knew very well that the other pack members must be waiting in. It was sort of our hideout where we hang out when we ditch classes."Hey Otis, just mentioned your name a few seconds ago man" Dylan bellowed when he noticed me enter the class.They were playing cards and therefore surrounded the table in the middle of the room. I walked casually to one of the couches and flopped on it, a mischievous smirk on my face."What's the use of trying so hard to win Greg? you and I know that Benson will be the victorious one at last" I commented, staring at Greg who was focused on the cards in his hands.Benson, the witch chuckled lightly. I was right after all, Benson never misses an opportunity to use his powers in seeing that he wins any game."You got it all wrong right there man, you seem to have forgotten about the tricky elf over there" Dylan laughed."Marc!!" We all called simultaneously, staring unbelievably at the little man as he tried to swi
Nyx's POVThe rest of the day went by just as it came, and soon classes for the day were over.I remembered looking out for any sign of Otis in the cafeteria earlier today, but he didn't come around. I wonder why, though.Don't accuse me yet, I just feel bad for lashing out at him this morning on my way from the annoying meeting with Miss Pendleton. He did not deserve it, though, I was just.. overwhelmed by my emotions.He deserves an apology, or maybe he doesn't. He has been a jerk to me since I stepped foot in Salvador anyways.Come to think of it, Otis has been acting nosy all around me, and I'm starting to think he might be stalking me too. Is it possible that he is now aware of my condition and maybe wants to protect me?No, Maybe I'm just overacting, Otis is just being caring towards me because even though I rejected him as a mate, I'm still an old friend. Though I can't risk letting him know about my secret, it is just right that I remain on good terms with him. "Just like
I froze, my breath caught in my throat as the pair of red eyes gleamed in the darkness. The presence lurking in the shadows sent shivers down my spine, and a sense of impending danger washed over me. I had stumbled upon something I shouldn't have, and now I had to face the consequences."Who's there?" I repeated, my voice more firm this time, trying to hide the fear that threatened to consume me. But the figure remained silent, only the eerie red glow of its eyes piercing through the darkness.My mind raced, considering my options. I could try to run back the way I came, but I didn't even know if that was the right direction anymore. The woods were vast and unfamiliar, and the last thing I wanted was to get even more lost. On the other hand, staying where I was meant facing the unknown entity in front of me.Summoning my courage, I took a step forward, my voice steady but laced with trepidation. "Show yourself! Who are you?"As if in response, a low, guttural growl reverberated throug
The following day arrived, laden with anticipation and a hint of nervousness. Thoughts raced through my mind as I made my way to the training grounds, where Narek had asked to meet. The setting sun cast a warm, golden glow over the area, creating an atmosphere of serenity.I found Narek already waiting when I arrived. He stood tall, his posture commanding as always, but there was a softness in his eyes that I hadn't seen before. It gave me a glimmer of hope that our conversation might bring some clarity to the tangled web of emotions between us."Nyx," Narek greeted me, his voice steady yet tinged with a touch of vulnerability. "I'm glad you came."I nodded, trying to steady my racing heart. "I wanted to talk, to understand."He gestured to a nearby bench, and we both sat down, facing each other. The air hung heavy with unspoken words, as if the weight of our emotions demanded acknowledgement."I owe you an explanation," Narek began, his voice soft yet laced with regret. "When you kis
Nyx’s POVI prepared for school the next morning sluggishly. I was worried about many things, my performance in Narek’s class topping the list. As a matter of fact I wasn’t able to get an animal for the experiment like Narek instructed and so was worried I will get on his bad side, again.A sigh escaped my lips as I sat back on my bed dejectedly. Narin was already up and scrolling mindlessly on her tablet, her mood wasn’t all that great too and she was quiet as usual. My mind wandered back to the terrifying dream I had the night before and cold chills ran down my spine.I was the centre of attraction in that dream, not because I was dressed gorgeously or because I changed my hair colour or something of that sort. I was a different person entirely.My hair looked longer, healthier and it seemed like I had wings with my eyes blazing with fire. I was powerful, too powerful that the students and teacher started to call me cursed.I didn’t blame them though, I was looking too terrifying
Nyx’s POV The mystical morphology class went well as expected. I was in good terms with Narek and I did bring an animal as he requested. All thanks to the kind witch that is also my roommate. Narek requested that we all place our specimen on the table and carefully give it a cut on any part of our choice. I felt shaky at first but still did like Narek requested, making sure to avoid the heart as he warned in our last class, I wouldn't like to complicate things for myself. “Now students, focus on the wounded animal and chant the healing spell making sure that your eyes are at the exact point of the injury” Narek instructed, his hands folded behind him as he walked about the class supervising our exercise. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, “I hope it works” I mumbled, clenching and unclenching my fist. “Hespanon scruth…” I was interrupted by Korine’s loud shriek and turned to her with a dangerous glare. “I did it! Mr. Narek, I healed the injured cat on my own!” she scream
Nyx's POVI barged into the nearest restroom and dashed straight to one of the cubicles, slamming the door shut behind me."Transformation? What stunt is Aunt Gacia trying to pull? She knows very well that I can't transform, yet she insists that every student must be in attendance" I thought hard about what to do to escape from the impending peril that was about to befall me, but nothing was forthcoming.I pulled my hair in frustration, "This is a disaster. What am I going to do?" I groaned, pacing around in the small uncomfortable space.I began to imagine the faces of everyone in school staring at me because I was not able to shift too. The shame of walking into the hall the same, with no special appearance. I am going to be ridiculed for sure."Maybe I should force my wolf out," I thought and instantly bent on all fours. I tried to focus on shifting with thoughts of my wolf emanating from my body, but it was all in vain. Instead, I was sweating profusely with no change in my fea