JacksonAlice had taken a very marked distance from me.It was much more noticeable after Angel left after establishing himself as a member of the Species Council's formal commission to investigate what had happened in the Southern Pack.There was much more space between the two of them and the work days had become a compendium of monosyllables on her part. Yes and no seemed to be the only words in her vocabulary and every time I tried to talk or establish the subject with Alice, something would come up that would make her pull away.By the third day, I couldn't take them anymore."Do you know what's wrong with Alice?" I asked my sister, and she denied it with concern."I don't know, and she won't tell me; she has days like this. To be exact, shortly after Rita arrived," she said, and I frowned. "But I don't think it's because of Rita or the fact that he already went to two sessions with her; it's something else. I'll try to figure it out, but no promises because he's been a little un
AliceI was not feeling well at all.I had days with a general malaise that was affecting me more than I would like to admit. It was as if my body was demanding that I rest, lie in bed, and never get up. I felt drained in a way I never imagined could happen.Every day was a new challenge, not only to stay on my feet but also to ignore the Alpha, who kept asking if everything was okay and didn't seem to understand my intention to mark space.After hearing what Diane said, I didn't feel comfortable, and then she told me about Jackson's exploits in the war. How he got human and wizard allies to join the crusade the werewolves were waging against the vampires."One of the things he did was tangle with most of the coalition women," she said once we were alone at the dining room table, and I couldn't chew a mouthful after listening to her. "He had no qualms about flirting with anyone to achieve his goals. That's why a war hero was the one who 'got him on track' to the sane side of life.""W
JacksonI was sick of seeing Alice like this.By the time she woke up and stopped crying, she was fast asleep, and I had to call Rita to come in for professional care. She had told me that some trigger could bring on such an episode; I just never imagined that the trigger would end up being me.Alice needed help that I couldn't provide at that moment, so I stepped away so she could process everything and so Rita could do her job without pressure.When I returned to the house, Bella looked at me with a lot of sympathy, but the truth was that I was broken inside. There was no better explanation to sum up the situation."Time to time, she will heal and she will feel; she has a spirit that longs to be free; she just needs a little guidance and help about it," my sister said very convincingly, but I was in disbelief.By the point I was at, my hopes were extinguished, and two days later, during which time Rita stayed with Alice at the cabin and I immersed myself in work, I had to take a cal
JacksonHer request surprised me.I didn't think she would want to have me around so quickly after what happened; if I was feeling sensitive, maybe something similar was happening to her, and I felt like I was about to pass a litmus test."Are you sure about that?" I asked her very carefully, and she nodded."Yes," Alice said confidently, and I sighed."Don't you want me to come with you, Alfie?" I offered, and she denied it."No, I want you to walk me," she specified calmly,distance, and I nodded.Then we started walking calmly, with a more than prudent distance, so I just let silence be our witness. We calmly reached the fairy bridge, and I didn't notice that she had a small bag until she pulled it out from under her jacket, and from there, she took out a blanket that she had placed on the floor and sat down."Come, keep me company," she asked me with a certain seriousness in her eyes that made me look at her with awe.Alice looked better, with much more mettle, but with a sadness t
AliceI woke up with a terrible headache.I felt like thousands of needles were going through my brain, and the worst thing is that the urge to vomit came back to me immediately. Blessed be the Goddess that someone understood my discomfort, so they brought me a bucket, and I couldn't help emptying my intestines into it.After doing so, I opened my eyes fully and was aware that the one helping me hold the bucket was Enya, while the doctor and the healers were on one side, Rita on the other, and Bella was trying to smile unsuccessfully.Something was wrong.I then looked around for Jackson, and when I didn't see him, my anxiety increased a thousandfold."What's wrong?" I asked before throwing up again.They patiently waited for me, and when I felt I had emptied my stomach completely, Enya pushed the bucket away and handed me some water that tasted like complete glory to me."Come on, say what's wrong," I said now wearily before lying down on the bed at once.Everyone looked at each othe
AliceThe road to Cuburua, the corner of the sorceresses, seemed to be endless.It was a long way from the Northern Pack, so the journey took many more days than I could have imagined. And that was all chaos, in which I would get weak, vomit, and get sick, and we had to make strategic stops in order to rest.Every day, my physical energy seemed to drain, and Jackson would go into crisis.One night, when they thought I had fallen asleep, Enya spoke the words I most dreaded hearing, ones that could become a terrible reality."She's not well at all; holding on to a salvation is good, but you have to know that there's a chance Alice might not survive.""If that happens, I don't know what I'm going to do, so I don't want to think about that possibility," Jackson said, and I held back the urge to cry.The poor guy had been such a gentleman, but the reality was that he was taking on responsibilities he didn't have, and I didn't know how to push him away when I was scared shitless myself that
AliceWinter had come mercilessly so I grabbed the only thick coat I had to get out of the aging cabin I lived in. I put on my gloves after layering my fleece hat and went out to face the driving snowfall that was lashing the town of Beltone in the South Pack.As I did so, my bones immediately felt numb from the cold, so I took a deep breath and concentrated on walking as fast as I could to our Alpha's house to do my day-to-day chores. I did so under the scrutiny of the other members of the pack, who viewed me as if I were an insect to be eliminated.To the supernatural world, especially the werewolves, I was an abomination.To me, being a werewolf-human half-breed had turned out to be a curse that I wished would end that very night on my birthday. I had hoped that when I came of age I could become a wolf; it was my only chance for some acceptance, and if that didn't happen, I would flee to a place where the purity of species wasn't as much of an issue. Which turned out to be a kind o
AliceYou fool! Why did you let him go, you should have faced those despicable women and looked for him! My she-wolf shouted at the back of my mind in despair.That made me stop halfway, and for the first time, I realized that not only did I not feel cold, but I had walked much faster than usual. His awakening had affected my body in a matter of seconds."This is crazy."I was amazed at what supernatural powers could do to a body, especially if it's a weak half-breed.Stop thinking nonsense; you need to look for our Mate, you silly girl! The she-wolf said it with annoyance, and I smiled at her mere existence.Of all the creatures that could touch me, I never thought I would be touched by a bold she-wolf without the sense of touch. It was very contradictory because I always believed that the more powerful a werewolf was, the harder his beast would be to handle, and this one seemed to be untamable, which didn't necessarily bode well.We can't look for him now; even if I wanted to, I don