When I woke up, it was midday. It didn’t feel like my whole body was being consumed by fire nor was there any mind-numbing pain. I was experiencing a strange calmness. At the back of my mind, I knew this was temporary bliss before another wave would wash over my body and once again, I’d have to seek the Alpha. The thought left an unpleasant bitterness in my mouth.    “How do you feel, Luna?” Georgia’s voice cut through my thoughts. I blinked slowly before turning to the source and realized other than her, Clarissa and Vanessa were also present. They hovered at the foot of the bed while Georgia was given a chair beside the bed to sit.    “I…” My voice came out raspy. Clarissa scrambled to hand me a glass of water. “Thank you.” I sat up partially, leaning against the headboard, and took a small sip. I avoided Georgia’s concer

I wheezed as I sprinted towards the residence. The evening had already crept in, making the trees appear inky and brooding. When I had rushed out of the room, I didn’t see Helen on my way out and I was relieved. I didn’t want her to see my tear-stained face and humiliated self. I stopped just a few feet away from the door that led back to the residence, surrounded by high walls and rules. The place where people considered me as their Luna. I planted my hands above my knees and bent slightly, gulping in some much-needed breath. My heart was still drumming wildly, my body was sweat-drenched and my face was an open book of the disgrace that I had just been subjected to.    However, the familiar dull ache in my stomach, the itchy feeling, the haze was all coming back. My vision blurred. I straightened up, but my feet felt wobbly. I swayed and suddenly collapsed on the forest grounds. I sat b

I let out a scream before jumping into action. I knew what had made this wolf attack. My heat. Despite profusely sweating, I had to keep my head clear. I crawled back while the wolf practically began pawing and scratching the car, trying to rip it open. My hands shook as I unlocked the backseat door and jumped out even though I knew it was a rookie and a stupid mistake. But I didn’t care. Being trapped and being raped sounded far more horrible than being chased. I didn’t let myself ponder much on the horror as I began running. Instead of taking the road, I chose the forest because of the number of camouflages it provided. My legs hurt from the amount of energy I was using to run. I could feel myself run out of breath, my heart aching with every inhale, but I was far from safe. The wolf, I don’t know why, didn't stop chasing me. He was not even transforming, which was maybe because he didn't want me to recognise him but he should have known I was new i

The mildly spicy soup tasted bland. My fever had subsided and my heat was over. It’s been a few days since I saw the outside world and today, I planned to step my foot outside this room. Astrid has been anxious the whole time. The pills helped and sometimes, I tried to self-heal, but my mental health was going down the drain. My thoughts kept wandering back to what Clarissa said that day. Even though she had apologized that evening for saying something out of line, but I knew she wasn’t lying.“Is the soup not to your liking, Luna?” Clarissa pulled me out of my reverie. I looked up, the spoon fell into the bowl, splashing a few drops of soup on my face. Her eyes widened and she hurriedly went to wipe them away. I blinked but didn’t say anything immediately.“No it’s good,” I murmured after taking another spoonful and gulping it. This was my favorite soup, made just the way I liked. I was astounded to find Clarissa had managed

[Isaac] It is because I find it so hard to control my desires. It is because I find it so difficult to keep Clement from infusing and taking over partially. It is because I find her attractive. It is because I don't know how else to react. I told myself, my elf….maybe convinced ourselves to believe these things. Otherwise, I know I will allow in self-pity and feed that wench’s ego and happiness. I am a rotten creature inside out. I don’t know how to be civil, don’t know how to react any other way, so I react rashly. I spew out venomous words that are bound to hurt the other like I did to Kathryn just now.    Had Clement not stopped me, I would have said far worse things. I could feel her tears as our lips meshed together, I pressed her into the bed and she didn’t protest. I could feel that somewhere between living here and trying to survive, she had lost the figh