Nikki POV When I ran out of K&T Coffee, I had no real direction to where I was going, I just knew I couldn’t stay there. How could Frankie even begin to believe that his part in the alliance agreement didn’t concern me. We are involved, we haven’t had sex, but he has seen me completely naked, his face buried between my thighs and his tongue and fingers inside me. I am not that kind of girl. I would never throw myself at a guy and I would never have a one night stand or mess with someone else’s mate. I was seriously into him, I don’t say love lightly, but I certainly had strong feelings. He made me feel cheap and I am no one's whore. I am also not going to stay around this pack and watch him with her. I can go to live with Aunt Jeni among the humans. At least there I could pursue my dream to be a ball gown designer. I could have my own shop. When I finally stopped running, I realized that I was in front of Gramma Mavis’s cottage. I decided to knock. When Gramma Mavis opened the door

Nikki POV The next couple of weeks flew by filled with training and school and for me, preparing to graduate. Thankfully none of it involved the tacky cap and gowns that humans wear. No football fields or hot stuffy gymnasiums. Instead it is more like an awards banquet type of set up, held in the gardens of the pack house. It is catered as a formal affair with all the trimmings, we are werewolves after all and we eat. The menu will consist of 2 meat choices, gnocchi casserole, twice baked potatoes, a rice dish, a Betty salad, several steamed vegetables, a chocolate fountain with roughly 30 different items to dip, and cake. I am currently working on my final exam project for Advanced Fashion Design which is a gray eyelet lace, pinafore, flutter, mini dress that I will wear for the graduation banquet. But I am also working on the extra credit which is having the pattern pinned and marked for my Blood Moon Ball gown. For that I decided on a floor length a-line, cap sleeved, navy irid

Nikki POV I spent the next 2 days helping the Luna set up for the graduation banquet. The table settings themselves were absolutely gorgeous. The entrance to the garden had one of those cheeky set ups where there's streamers and balloons that indicate the class of 2022, that you could stand in front of for pictures. There were only about 60 of us graduating. The sad part was that none of my close friends were, only Ava and Cadence. They were my good friends, but they weren't my best friends like Sylvie, Jonas, and Charity. Their parents are warriors like my mom is, like my dad had been. It's special occasions like this that I miss my dad the most. He would probably say something like "My baby wolf is graduating, and I'm so proud that she's at the top of her class." Then he would probably say something like, " Beautiful like her mother, but smart like her papa." And I would probably reply with, " The perfect combination of 2 absolutely marvelous people." Then we would lau

Nikki POV As Chaos erupted around me, I was shoved to the ground and I could hear fighting, but I could also hear the shrill cries of my classmates who had yet to get their wolves. The next thing I know I am being dragged into the packhouse towards the Luna’s bunker. “Nikki, I need you to run.” Luna Fran was shouting at me as she was fighting off 2 rogue wolves. When I got my bearings, I realized it was myself, Luna Fran, Ava, Cadence and a warrior in wolf form I did not recognize. I grabbed Ava and Cadence by the hands and we ran towards the Luna’s bunker. As we entered the passage with the entrance to the bunker I saw a figure running towards us and when I looked, I noticed it was Tatum. “Get in the bunker and close the door!” Tatum shouted at us. “Luna Fran is fighting upstairs!” I screamed. “It’s ok, she has the code when she gets here!” He shouted as he shoved the door closed on us. I have never been this close to a battle before, but it sure as hell sounded like the fighte

Nikki POV Spending time with my friends is nice. They do help the ache in my heart lesson for a short period of time. I mean who wouldn’t laugh at the sight of the future leadership of our pack doing the Thriller dance along with the actors on screen in the movie “13 going on 30”. The better part of that was watching Jonas eyeballing Tatum when he recites “Is he an Arthur or a Martha?” with the character Mr. Kneeland. I looked around and could see that they had taken Frankie seriously about betting rid of all the alcohol, not a bottle in sight. To be fair I didn’t drink all the time. I did drink everyday and I won’t deny it. Usually always after practice and before bed to take the edge off. I am an orphan at 17 with little more than a pipe dream. Although I thought that dream was more Frankie centric before now. I definitely want to become a seamstress and design beautiful ball gowns. I haven’t told the gang yet that I have requested to enter the fashion design school a semester e