MagnoliaWe’ve been here for two days, at midnight tonight the Solstice Pack should reveal itself.I’ve talked with Violet and Phoenix to see what the plan is but Violet just keeps telling me to trust her. I hate when she says that. “Just trust me” like that should be enough to soothe all my worries.Phillip and I travel by wolf to get to Harper and Charlie. It’s not too hard to find them. All of their stuff is now packed away and Harper is pacing nervously. Charlie sits against a tree watching her when he sees us coming. There’s a hint of a smile on his face as he says, “Hey Mags, Phillip.”We both nod at him and Harper breathes out, “Have you guys talked to Violet and Phoenix?”Phillip answers, “We talked to them before shifting to come here. They said to trust them.”Harper huffs, “How does that help anything?”I snort because she and I think the same way. Phillip remarks, “You seem nervous.”She scoffs, “Of course I am. Who knows what’s happening with Hendrix and Emery hates me.”

HarperHendrix is panicking, I can see it in his eyes. But he has no reason to worry, this is going to work and everything’s going to be okay. Emery’s eyes are glued to me and Charlie keeps a tight hold on me, the moment she gets too close or tries to harm me then he will teleport us out of her way. She’s going to get angry with the game that we will play, but honestly, I don’t care. Hendrix looks weary, like he hasn’t been sleeping properly since he got here. I hate how easily she can break him and I refuse to let it happen again.Emery walks towards us, relishing in the way that she thinks she’s intimidating us. Honestly, she’s delusional, you can see it in the way she walks. She walks with her head up high, a smirk on her face, and she tries to stare us down. But neither Charlie nor I cower or back down yet she looks so… happy about it.The whole thing gives me an odd chill going down my spine. She finally stops just a few feet away from us and tilts her head to the side as her ey

PhoenixViolet’s energy is fading fast. Whatever damage that Emery did to everyone was a lot more severe than what it looks like on the outside.She’s still working on Isadora and I move to sit behind her and rub my hands up and down her arms, trying to give her some of my own energy to help her push through and do what needs to be done.Harper paces nervously and tells me, “She practically melted their brains.”My eyebrows furrow and I ask, “Why do you say that?”She huffs, “I saw it in a vision. I told her she had to be here because I knew it would happen.” She sits on the floor and pulls her knees to her chest and she whispers, “Someone’s going to die.”I ask, “What do you mean?”She rubs her head, “I’ve had multiple visions and seen multiple outcomes. Someone always dies.”“Why are you having her save Isadora first? Why not Hendrix?”“If she saves Hendrix then he is the only one that gets to live. Isadora, Phillip, and Violet would die.”My eyebrows furrow, I didn’t realize Violet

HendrixIt’s like I’ve been suspended into nothingness.I can’t hear anything or see anything. I don’t know if my wolf is still with me. I don’t know if I’m breathing. Everything was really painful and then it went black.Can I get out of this?Do I want to?These are the questions that must be answered, but I have no way of knowing how to figure them out.HenryI admire Violet and her determination. I always have, but as I still cannot feel Hendrix’s presence, I have no hope that he will be apart of this body if it is revived.It’s an odd feeling, I am kind of happy because that means I would have a true second chance at being with Magnolia. But… I don’t want to lose him. I’ve been apart of him for the past five years and it feels wrong knowing that he wouldn’t be in the same body with me anymore.The process of Violet trying to fix us is… uncomfortable. I wouldn’t call it painful, but it’s definitely not relaxing. I don’t know how to help her so I just try to stay out of the way as

VioletI don’t understand why this keeps happening.I sit in the bathtub as silent tears pour down my face and I drain out the water that is mixed with my blood again.This is the third miscarriage I’ve had.I don’t know why. We don’t try for kids, but we’re not not trying and I just… I don’t understand why we haven’t had any yet.Phoenix lightly taps on my door and calls my name, “Violet.”I let out a shuddery breath before I tell him, “Come in.”He walks in and sees the blood and immediately knows what happened. He walks over to me and wraps me up in his arms. I lean into him as I cry, “What’s wrong with me, Nix?”He rubs his hand up and down my arm and says, “Nothing is wrong with you, my love.”“Why can’t I carry a baby?”He kisses my head and says, “I don’t know, Vi.”We fall into silence. How many more losses do we have to go through? How much more can my heart bear?I climb out of the bath and get dressed, making sure to put on a maxi pad in case I have anymore blood loss. I pu