LAZARUSIf someone had told me that my day would end with my claws deep in someone’s gut, I would never have believed them. Sadly, I have no choice but to live with the consequences of my lapse in judgment.I stare down at the body beneath me, too disgusted with myself to think about anything else. How could I have made such a mistake? Even worse, I have no memory of how I ended up killing one of my own.She was . . . the last thing in my mind before I was suddenly overcome with a torrent of bloodlust and rage, and then, I found myself here.The last thing I can remember vividly is thinking about the only person that has been in my thoughts for such a long time. I'm not sure what her name is, but she's always on my mind with her beautiful brown hair and innocent face. We go to the same school, but I'm a level above her, and hence, I have little chance to interact with her. Whenever we walk past each other in the halls, it's like there's a string pulling us together, and our eyes alway

EliseRivulets of water run down my body as I sit huddled underneath the shower this evening. I scrub my body rigorously, trying to get rid of the disgusting feel of Jared's hands on my body. My tears run down my face, mix with the soap, and settle on my lips. The saltiness of my tears is a harsh call to reality.I'm still trying to wrap my head around it all, but I'm suffering from sensory overload. This isn’t what I had planned for my life. Today was supposed to have gone far better than this, but now I was under the mercy of the Moon Goddess and her cruelty. The ceremony is probably going on without me right now, with someone else taking my place.The bathroom door swings open, and my foster mother steps in. I smell her expensive but horrid smelling perfume before I actually catch sight of her. I shrink further into the shower stall as she approaches.I'm certain she knows that I'm taking a shower, but that doesn't seem to stop her from sliding open the glass door. She glares down

EliseAs I step off the transport vehicle and into the correctional facility, I can't help but feel a sense of dread wash over me. I know that the next four years are going to be difficult, and I'm not sure if I'm strong enough to survive.I'm led to my assigned room, and I'm told that I'll be sharing it with three other inmates. I try not to let my nerves show as I enter the room, but I can't help but feel anxious as I take in my surroundings. The room is larger than I had expected, with four separate beds placed in all four corners of the room. There is an adjoined bathroom and toilet connected to the room, removing my fears about having to bathe in a public space.Currently, there's no one else in the room, but the other luggages and other stuff arranged beside or on three beds, I'm likely the last person to join.My bedspace has the number given to me etched into a small rectangular metal sign above the bed. 0145.I'm just starting to unpack my things when I hear a commotion in th

EliseI can't shake this feeling of Deja-vu as I stand outside my bedroom. It's like I've been here before, or like I already know what I'm going to find when I walk through that door. I try to look past the feeling, but I just can't.This whole situation hits too close to home.I can still hear sounds coming from inside, and I'm not sure if I'm ready to face whatever is waiting for me on the other side. But I'm overcome with a sense of anger, and I can't resist the urge to burst into the room and confront whatever is happening.I throw the door open, shouting at the top of my lungs as I stroll into the room. "What the hell is going on here?" Heat rises up my neck as I talk, and my agitation increases with each breath.The laughing stops, filling the whole room with a thick, pregnant silence.I'm met with the same sight of two men in various states of undress, laughing and joking as they play around with a woman who's lying on one of the beds. My cheeks flush with embarrassment as I r

LazarusAs I stand in front of Elise, I can feel my desire for her building once again. I know I should resist it, but it's hard to ignore the way my body reacts to her presence. She looks up at me, her eyes wide and filled with fear, and I can tell that something is wrong.I breathe in deeply through my nose to stop my wolf from it's restless stirring. There's something about this girl that has been making me restless on the inside. Her smell, her eyes, her figure.I've never felt like this before.I shake off the haze, brought back to reality by her distressed look."Calm down," I tell her, trying to soothe her. "It's going to be okay."She shakes her head, her voice laced with desperation. "I can't stay here," she says, her voice shaking. "I have to leave, now."I can see the fear in her eyes, and I know that I can't let her leave. I'll do whatever it takes to keep her safe, even if it means putting myself in danger."What's going on?" I ask, trying to keep my voice calm. "What hap