Tuesday begins and oddly, Valerie and Chris have been quiet. Chris did not return home at all last night, despite his promise in teaching me about werewolf stuff. I guess he had a more important pack business to attend to. Chris came back to the house this morning though and he has been so tensed up ever since. Valerie was alerted about the situation last night, so after our little werewolf lesson, had to end earlier than I expected. She went out last night, too, which is why she’s dozing off in the passenger seat. “Did something happen last night that I don’t know about?” I ask the two the moment the car turns on the last corner to get to school. Chris’s grip on the steering wheel tightly and his jaw tenses up before he replies, “There’s a problem at the packhouse. Stay with your friends or with Valerie while at school. We don’t want anything to happen to you.” I open my mouth to reply but it turns out we’ve already arrived in front of the

“Here’s the key to the storage room, Mr. Zyris.” I place the key with the labeled keychain on his table, not waiting for him to take it from me. “I made sure to lock the door.” The image of my mother along with the other members of her committee flashes in my head once again. I don’t want to assume that they’re hiding anything from me, especially after the whole werewolf thing. But what if what I’m speculating is true? The guilty face Leandre had after I told her the girl who looked wasn’t my mom made me feel uneasy. Did he yet again reveal another secret my family is hiding? He puts his phone down and gazes right into my eyes with an eerie smile on his face. “Thank you for returning the key, Ms. Summers. Please do have a good evening.” “You, too, Mr. Zyris.” I send a small smile his way. He shows me a toothy grin, his ocean blue eyes turning crimson red once again which makes me look away. The thumping in my chest increases as I practically r

“I did not expect you to ask for an audience so soon, Mr. Roberts,” Chris calmly says as he reviews the documents on his table. Leandre stands straight in front of the Alpha, suppressing his aura. When speaking to the Alpha of another pack, one must control his aura especially when surrounded by his pack members. This has always been done to ensure that he is not a threat to the pack. “Good afternoon, Alpha Summers.” Leandre bows his head respectfully. “I-” “I don’t like formalities,” Chris interrupts, closing the folder shut and placing it to the side. He puts his elbows on the table and rests his chin above his fingers. “Nikki has already introduced us yesterday anyway. Take a seat. I’ll have the Omegas bring in juice and cookies.”   Leandre sits rigidly at the black leather sofa, ignoring his wolf’s complaints about suppressing him when it’s a conversation meant to discuss their mate. The thumping in his chest grows louder by the second and he

The Blood Moon Pack warriors—men and women alike in comfortable garments— gather in the training area, fire setting ablaze the torches surrounding it. Though the packhouse had its own source of electricity, the training area did not—considering the fact that it is located right in the middle of the forest and that it's far away from the packhouse. The ground where they all stand is the very place where werewolves train in their wolf form. The light from the torches is enough to illuminate everyone's faces and keep them warm despite staying in their human forms. The younger pack warriors wonder why even the ones who have been inactive due to their family life are with them, but they decided to keep the thought to themselves. If the veteran warriors were there, this could only mean one thing—the meeting to be held will affect the pack gravely. Meetings in this area are called when emergencies—those that require the active participation of all the warriors— arise.

“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,