Suddenly, a whistle blew and I couldn't think it was like my legs were stuck. I urged my body to move, but the feel of grass, the smell of the air, the sound of a smelling babbling stream... A stream... the only stream I know of is in Belle's Looking Glass. Two towns over from my home. How could I only be two towns away? How could La Chambre Blanche be but two towns over and no one knows? Or maybe people do know. Perhaps the people of Belle's Looking Glass know precisely what's happening, but everyone stays quiet. Is that why the town has everything? Literally everything. People in other towns have to travel for hours just to get to a specialist, daycare services, or even a department store. I have to go; I have to move. I need to let everyone know what's really going on. Finally, I mustered enough courage to run, and so I did. I tried to change; I tried to transform, but I was too weak. Too weak to fully make myself into werewolf form, but not too weak to harness some of it into runni

I woke up to the sound of the large door being opened. I struggle to open my eyes to the shadowy figure standing above me. It had been two days since I ate or drank anything as punishment. I was told the night I came back in. Remembering the sweet smell of outside and the freedom of the grass between my toes as I tried to conjure the memory that seemed so distant now. I squinted at the youngest Logue, or should I say, Snow, member with a tray of food in her hands and a look of disappointment and disgust plastered on her face. "Here, my Aunt Irma thought it was time for you to eat," she thrust the silver platter in my direction as I struggled to sit up. As a werewolf, we have to consume more than humans. More calorie intake, more protein, more fiber, everything, and to go without any food for two days was hard, really hard. "Eggs over easy, bacon, grits, sausage biscuits, and toast." "That won't be enough." I gurgled out as I took the plate and placed it by my feet. "You're so selfis

"Oh," Talia moaned as she gripped her forehead and staggered to her feet. "Juliet, help me to the bathroom. I think I'm going to puke.""No, one of the Nelson brothers will help you!" Irma urged as she raised her arm to point at the lazy brothers who leaned against each other sitting in the corner of the lab. They were disgusting men, fat, lazy, rude, and smelly. Why Irma felt the need to keep them around was beyond me, but I wasn't about to ask her that. "Why? So they could try something with me again?" Talia clapped back as she shot them both a glare. They quickly stood up and placed their hands over their privates. I smirked, knowing Talia probably kicked them both, even though she was weak. A week had passed since I made my escape, and Talia had been bugging me daily to try again for us both. As much as I detested Talia Banks for being the typical mean girl throughout high school and now college. I couldn't in good conscience leave her to rot here, no matter how many times that i