#Chapter101"Well, I tried to plan this day out for us in such a short amount of time. A spa or maybe a little manicure and pedicure thing. Lunch then maybe the fun zone. I don’t know. What do you think we should do?" I listened as Jess suggested what we should do with our day out. I was just thinking about what we can do that takes less time and will get me back home and quick. I pulled my cell phone from my jean pocket. I unlocked it and scrolled to my call log. I clicked the first name that popped up. 'Calling mother' appeared on the screen and the phone rang. I listened to it ring once then go to voicemail. I caved as I listened to her voice in the voicemail for the hundredth time. I wish she would have gotten a better phone sometimes. Something trackable. Instead, she had some old flip phone. I miss her voice. I was losing hope. I hated this. "Aniyah?" My head snapped toward Jess as she drove down the empty road toward town.“ Yes." "I calle

#Chapter103Week after week have gone. Weeks have turned into months. After a while, Jason had to order pack members to cover up my mother's disappearance. Her job had contacted me. I had to get our pack doctor to pretend as if she was lying in a hospital, deep in a coma from some freak accident. Bills? They have become our obligation. If not, the house would become a dump then get foreclosed by the bank. My dog has become a part of this household. The only one who is able to run in the house on all fours daily. Why can’t we go to the police? Jess had asked me that question and at first, I thought the same. Jason and the others made it clear to keep mortal personals out of the situation. They knew nothing of this world. Besides, it would only lead them on a wild goose hunt. I sat up in the bed. Looking at the small digital clock as I questioned Jason's reasons for dressing so late in the hour. "What are you doing? It’s two-thirty in the morning." "Someone fou

#Chapter105Returning to the house, Jess and Aniyah parted ways at the top of the staircase. Aniyah disappeared to her room and Jess disappeared to hers. They agreed to reconnect later in the evening but for now; they wanted to get some rest before dinner was given. While Jason was away, Aniyah felt as though she had some studying to do on the supernatural world. Her laptop on her lap, she began to research some things. Things she thought would benefit her later on. While Aniyah used her spare time to do that, Jess kicked back and enjoyed some television until Brent returned. She knew he would take over the television for sports. She also knew the cards she was dealing with. She had a feeling that word had got to him about what they had done today so she knew she had to play her cards. She went to the kitchen and prepared him a delicious sandwich alongside an ice cold beverage to wash it down with. She placed it bedside, along with the television remote and a bottl

#Chapter107I kicked out of my shoes before I shoved my bag into the closet. I knew the stench of the gym on the bag would leave a nasty taste in Jason's mouth. I quickly showered off before I put on a change of clothing. My workout clothes in hand, I shoved them into one of the hampers for later wash. As I stood up straight, I could feel today's workout making it self-known. Abs. Glutes. Arms. Legs. I did not look forward to the morning feeling. As I slipped on my slippers, the bedroom door opened up. I did not turn. My way of ignoring him. I know I owed him a lot, but I just needed one more favor from him that he did not give me. His disapproval. Yes, for the first time I actually wanted his disapproval in regard to going to the gym. The one time I wanted him to put his foot down, he actually smiles and practically says 'go ahead'. He was an asshole. His arms slipped around my waist slowly, leaving behind the rough chill bumps beneath my shirt. I turned my neck to avoi

#Chapter109It had only been a day, but I could see the tension building up in Zeiden. He was becoming a window. It was almost obvious to see he was hiding something in that thick skull of his.He was fidgety. When spoken to he was nothing but a scrambled mess. Eye contact with him seemed limited and that weird sense of humor was gone alongside his sarcasm. I could admit that it was quiet, but it was not right. He was attracting some concerns I could not have."Can I get you anything?" A woman approached my booth. Her smile hid the exhaustion that crept up her body. It was easy to see how tired she was. "Um can you give me a moment?"“Of course. Take your time." I could hear the relief in her voice. She turned and walked off, pacing until she made it to an empty stool to rest her feet before her work would begin again.The door opened. His eyes shifted around the diner before he saw me. He fixed his shirt; his eyes wandering before he took a seat across from me.He