“What are you doing?”
Leandre does not utter a single response. He stands awkwardly in front of me, keeping both hands at the back and smiling as if there was nothing wrong or suspicious about the situation. A white nameplate is on the left chest area of his onesie, one that read ‘James Doe.’
“Let me rephrase my question. Leandre, why are you wearing a janitor’s uniform?” Not that he didn’t look good in a onesie that definitely shows off his biceps muscles and his pecs. Let’s not get too distracted,
He scratches the nape of his neck and answers, “This is the disciplinary action I was given, after being absent yesterday without proper notice.”
I narrow my eyes at him, not entirely convinced of his reason. But then again, I haven’t actually skipped school much before, unless if it’s a vacant period or during early dismissals, so I wouldn’t know about the consequences for missing a school day. Wait. Does this mean Jace will have to provide service for th
“Where’s Nikki?”That is the first question Leandre questions his sibling after getting reunited after the morning classes. Leandre and Nicole are both in the same class and strand—this means that they have most of their classes together. After their meeting at the storage room this morning, he has been anticipating their moments together for the rest of the day. He even plans on asking her out to a cafe or a movie later. Though, that is now deemed as difficult, considering that Nicole is nowhere inside the school premises.“She’s not around?” Xandrine asks her brother, her eyebrows meeting. She has just placed her tray of food on the table. She sits across her brother and beside Dylan, getting ready to gobble everything up. Uncharacteristically, she woke up late this morning and didn’t get the chance to eat breakfast.Today, Dylan’s little brother named Wyatt joins them for lunch. Despite being a sophomore,
Valerie shifts uncomfortably in her seat. The reason is neither how she's assigned to tutor Nicole about the werewolf world nor how Chris asked her to contact theNycthopianwitch coven to send a witch to officiate the ritual. No, those two are not it at all. As a matter of fact, she is used to her duties as part-sentinel and part-scout. These are roles that Alpha heirs are required to be knowledgeable of after all. Her thoughts keep drifting to a specific blonde male with hazel-colored eyes, and how his ripped muscles always get displayed whenever he wears a fitted tee or a button-up shirt. Whenever he is around, she always tries her hardest to not catch his attention but at the same time, she desires it. What is it about this guy that is making her think about him lately? Is it the fact that his aura neither radiates between human and werewolf? Or is it that he has been so nice to Nicole despite her unique looks that make the others think
“Where am I?” I stare at the white ceiling above me. This bed is really soft and comfortable, it makes me want to drift off into sleep once again. Wait, no! Focus, Nikki! I try to sit up, but to my utter dismay, I can’t even lift my body. “Help!” I scream, but no words come out of my mouth. What’s going on? Why can’t I move an inch? I raise my arms and my eyes widen at what I’m seeing. Why the hell are my hands and arms so small? I raise my legs and the same thing has also happened. Did I revert into my baby form?! Is this magic? Why am I a baby again? Is this like one of those books where the protagonists wake up as a character of a book they recently read? But it’s been so long since I read a story worth transmigrating into. “Help!” I try to yell, but no words came out. If I’m a baby, the logical thing to catch other people’s attention would be to cry loudly. So I cried and thrash my hands aro
Valerie whimpers as she hears Nicole scream. She can hear her bones cracking and altering themselves to cater to the shape of her wolf spirit. Her heartbeat accelerates as she remembers the first time she shifted. She doesn’t want her to go through that kind of pain, but as werewolves, it cannot be prevented.The only thing the first part of ritual can do is to calm the person’s emotions and mind about the shifting process but it does not do anything to the pain they’ll experience.Nicole crouches down to the ground, her hands grabbing the soil for support. She pants and screams as another jolt of pain courses through her body. Tears well up in her eyes as she feels her bones rearranging themselves.Valerie flinches at the sound yet again. She wants to close her eyes, but those who are present are concentrating their magical essence on Nicole
Blue and yellow hues surround my form as I stare at my reflection in the mirror. The blue is directly right above the yellow and both are glowing brightly. What is this exactly? Maybe I'm just imagining things? I furrow my eyebrows and rub my eyes before looking at both my arms. They're still there. Why won't they go away? Moreover, I completely blacked out after shifting earlier. The pain itself was unbearable and I was having trouble keeping up with the alterations it brought to my body. I knew shifting was a painful process but I didn't realize it to bethatagonizing. They could have at least told me its intensity. I sigh. They didn't even bother to take me back home. Does this mean everyone is in the packhouse? Wait. How did I even manage to shift back? Valerie told me I should be conscious during the whole thing so I can be able to shift back. But how am I human now? Did I somehow shift back
The entire classroom remains quiet. Not one student dared to utter a single word, not after the teacher's sudden announcement of an oral recitation during the third period in which everyone has to participate. If you're lucky enough, maybe you'll get one of the easy questions."I swear, Mrs. Dane is a sadist. She likes seeing us suffer," Jace grumbles while smacking his head on his desk over and over again. "Jeremiah, Kathleen, and Leandre are so lucky. Since they aren't around, they won't be minced and cooked by Mrs. Dane's questions."The students slowly leave the classroom to their next class. Luckily for the four of us, our next class is study period which means we do not need to leave here. There should be a lot of us here but they probably left to buy food somewhere. I can't blame them though. Maybe they didn't get to have breakfast yet.I sit up straight and glance at Leandre's empty seat. What could have happened that made him miss today's class? I hoped
"What? Leandre and his family are coming?!""Yep," Valerie casually answers, plopping the 'p.'She was busy picking a shade for the blush for my makeup. She said she wanted me to look my best because people are coming over for dinner and especially because it's my birthday. I didn't even realize that Leandre's family would come, too.When I got home earlier, Valerie hurriedly urged me to take a bath so that the two of us can get ready together. I had no idea what she was talking about and she scolded me saying I should be more aware of the things happening around me.How could I be aware when they didn't even tell me anything about a dinner party?"Since you're so unaware of things pack-related, I guess I should be the one to tell you. Tomorrow, there will be a garden party in front of the packhouse. You should know that because it's for you and your successful shifting process last midnight," Valerie gushes and smirks. "I'll make you the star of t
Why can't I sleep? I've been tossing and turning all night ever since I decided to go to sleep. I even lit a lavender-scented candle for 10 minutes to help me relax. I tried listening to soft music and even ASMR. I thought ASMRs would work. But seems like the spirit of drowsiness is not ready to bless me yet. None of the different sleep-inducing methods worked at all. Instead, when I close my eyes, the conversation with Luna Cassie replays in my head over and over again. She told me I looked like my mother. The image of my mother in my head is the one that I grew up with ever since I can remember—dirty blonde hair, beautiful green eyes, full pink lips, and freckled cheeks. How c