It wasn’t until we were walking the streets from our childhood that images of our childhood flashed before me. Just short little glimpses. Samantha falling off her bike. Mom yelling at me for playing in the street or even Samantha and our gang laying under the stars, eating ice cream. Samantha had soft tears running down her face, as she would occasionally stop at a bloodstain on the street. I knew it had rained, but I guessed the rain hadn’t washed off all the stains on the street. We were standing on the street, looking at the charred, molded and completely destroyed house. The only thing standing was the brick chimney, but even that was partially fallen. Jameson was rubbing her back as she internally debated if she wanted to move closer to it. As the wind blew my hair in my face, I could feel the water changing. It was getting colder, and it smelled like rain. It almost had an ominous feeling. Tuning out Samantha and Jameson, I just focused on the tree line. There were a few bir

Ivory POVS The sparks that were radiating down my body brought something alive in me. Something I forgot what it felt like. Something I never thought I would get back. I could feel my heart race, but surely it was just a dream. I felt myself smile as I snuggled into the warmth of my dream. It was so real, the feel of his skin, the softness of his hair and even the sandalwood and lavender scent. Even in my dreams, he made my heart flutter. A soft chuckle vibrated his chest, making my head shake. “Open your eyes, my love.” “I can’t. Don’t want this dream to end and this feeling to go away.” I muttered. My head nuzzled into his chest like a damn cat. “I won’t leave you. Open those beautiful eyes and look at me.” His hand caressed my face. “Promise?” I felt like a little girl, asking her crush if he was being honest. The fear of rejection is always so strong. “I promise. Open those eyes.” His thumb lifted my face upward. All dreams must come to an end, sooner than later. I just

I told her everything. I told her about my birth parents. They already knew I was adopted. Jet helped me talk about the vampires and witches. I basically spilled my guts, telling them it all. How I lost it. How I got this mark. I told them and Jet about the tattoo. It was so nice to have friends again. “Samantha is alive. She is in our pack in Virgina.” “Paul is dead. I know that for a fact. I was there when he died.” Carter said, shaking his head. “So you are supposed to be a savior now?” Molly said, looking at me with a smile. “Yeah, I guess so. These are improved creatures that killed our pack. More deadly. Faster, more accurate and just overall a more highly intelligent creature.” Shrugging, I stood up and started pacing. “Adron will be here soon. I have my pack and our allies coming to fight. We have the witches but are not sure about the vampires. However, it will come down to if Ivory can kill Adron.” Jet said. He had his left leg lifted with his forearm rested across it

"I must say, I am disappointed in you. That was very anticlimactic.” I said, making my voice sound clearly disappointed. “Well, not every is around for the theatrics.” Adron laughed as he tossed down the gun. “So what now? Kill everyone and leave? Make them our slaves?” I shrugged, looking around like I didn’t really care. “Where are all the Vaewolves?” “Ah, you figured it out. Yes, I was finally able to recreate the Vaewolf. They have been extinct, but I did it!” Adron waved his hands as all the Vaewolves around came out into the opening. The warriors all stiffened up as they looked at this new creature. The fox that had changed earlier transformed back into its true form. Walking up to it, I was able to finally examine one. Even touched the skin. It was thick but not like we couldn’t stab it. Jet must have aimed for the heart. “Very nice.” I said, approvingly at Adron. “It wasn’t easy, but Andreas had an eye for that sort of thing!” Adron laughed as Estella and Cassius curs

Knock! Knock! Knock! “Come in.” I was in no mood for visitors. Ivory was still in a coma but thankfully, whatever Penny did saved the baby. We had multiple casualties that I was still trying to document. Our allies never even had the chance to show up, due to the face that Adron had been waiting for us. We were completely on our own. If it wasn’t for Samantha and Jameson creating those traps, we would have been in a world of hurt. “How is Ivory?” Wade asked as he and Justina walked into my office. She was getting big. “Ask your wife. She has been sitting with her for me.” I knew I was being rude but a part of me didn’t care. “Jet. She is okay. You need to understand that her body went through a great deal. She needs to heal. The baby is fine as well.” Justina’s hormones had leveled out, so she was back to her usual level-headed self. However, she had a massive appetite now. “Ugh, I know, but FUCK!” I yelled as I grabbed my pensil holder and chucked it across the room. Wade a