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

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

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

"Do we really have to keep following him? It's the third time this week! Plus, it's a Friday. Can't we take a break for today?" Dylan complains while they follow the principal's assistant's silver sedan. Xavier, being the driver, ensures that there is at least a ten-meter distance between their cars. He wouldn't want Mr. Zyris to catch onto their plans of tailing him, though they have been doing that since Wednesday. He made sure that their car was running at the same speed as the one their following. At least, that's what Leandre requested of them as a scout and a hunter."Quit complaining. He might go somewhere unexpected this time," he returns, not bothering to spare a glance at his friend.Something's not right. How can someone like him be so bland and plain? Most of the girls at school are crushing on him, even the teachers. How is it that he spends time doing something tedious? We've been following him after he le

"Let me get this straight... you followed him into a club?" Leandre asks, clarifying the report of the two men in front of him. It is eight in the morning on a Saturday. Leandre has just finished his daily workout routine when his two friends specifically requested to meet him. Turns out, the two had quite the fun adventure last night with the report they immediately conveyed. Still, Leandre is already grateful that the two even accepted his orders despite it being a dangerous task. "No, we tried to follow him inside," Dylan quickly replies. "Yeah. But this idiot got compelled and decided it was the best course of action to kill me." Xavier glares and Dylan before sighing. Leandre remains quiet as he scans the document provided by the two. It is only natural for them to write a narrative report of what happened with the investigation. 'Compulsion, huh... so we are dealing with vampires. They've