Per usual, dad was there to soften the blow of reality for Harlyn. He stepped in, stopping me from getting brutally honest with Harly, and took it from there. It was only because I respected him that I conceded, but even my respect for my father was starting not to be enough to hold my tongue.“Harlyn, me and your mother were separated when I met Ms. Van Doren. It was while I was searching for your mother after she went feral, that I ran into her…my true mate.” Dad tried to explain.“And that excuses what you did?” Harlyn pressed. “Is that what you are trying to say to me, dad? Really?” Harlyn spat irately.“Nothing excuses what I’ve done, Harlyn," Dad spoke with conviction before he continued to further explain himself and truth be told, I was irritated by it. Not because he readily admitted to his truth but because he obviously felt obligated to give in to Harlyn's entitlement to his life before she had even existed. "I’d been chasing your mother around the world…for so long…fo

As soon as Harlyn brought her fist down, this time, she was surprised by the swiftness of Valene’s counter. Without struggle, she caught Harlyn’s hand into hers. “That’s enough of that.” Her gnarl was guttural and inhuman. She twisted Harlyn’s arm back.Harlyn let out a howl of pain. Valene hadn’t snapped her arm yet, but I knew that it was coming.“You-you think I’m afraid of you! You think that….that you’re better than me?!” Harlyn struggled to bark through her pain. “Just because you’re no longer a weak, and tormented little human that nobody ever wanted! Not even your own mother!”With her arm still in her grasp, Valene stepped forward and so did I. This time, neither Tor

I just wasn't ready for this conversation just yet. Not yet, so I grabbed some clothes, that I’d lounge in, and then I went into the bathroom and took a shower. Surely washing the blood and dirt off of me would calm me down. After an hour under the rain of well-pressured hot water, I left the shower, oiled down and put on my lounging gear. Fully expecting to just…play my frustrations away.I opened the door, and walked out, and sensed that he was still there. “What are you still doing here?” I asked, though part of me felt like I shouldn’t have been surprised. “I told you that I wasn’t going anywhere.” He shrugged haphazardly as his he took a look around my room, fiddling around with the odd knick knack that was lying around. I grabbed a beer from the mini fridge, and popped it open, I then took a drink of it. “I don’t want to talk to you.” “Yes, you do,” he said without hesitation. It was clear that he was not going to back down. “Now, tell me what it is that you think I wouldn’t

Alastair:“He was the first known Gold Blood created by the Goddess Moon.” she said, and immediately everyone’s attention was captivated everyone in the room. Including me.No one had ever heard of ‘the first Gold Blood in history’ but everyone had always been curious about it. How could one not be?“He was human, of course, as normal as you’d imagine a young boy to be,” Merari smiled.And as she smiled, I wondered why. It bothered me that someone else’s memory…another man’s memory was something that she found some sort of solace in. What was worse was that, according to the path in which this story was headed, I knew that this bloody bastard was connected to the situations that had been going on in Shadow Veil of late. “Well, obviously he didn’t stay that way,” I retorted with a bit more aggression than intended. Merari noticed this and with her brow now raised with irritation, she continued. “Yes, alpha Wade, you're right. He did change. And that change started just like any other

Alastair:Merari was hysterical as she informed me of this potential reality and she was almost certain that she was not imagining her suspicions of Agnes. While the assumption caught me off guard, I would not have put it past her to do so. Nevertheless, I knew that with the complexity of the suspect in question and her relation to my delta, this would not be an easy problem with an easy resolution. I had convinced her of as much that night during our conversation. She wasn’t happy about it-not by a long shot. However, I was at least able to calm her down enough to persuade her to allow us to reconvene at a later time. That allotted me a few days to consider how to go about pursuing the situation further. Unfortunately, Valene’s recent mental instability was another concern that kept her at bay for a few days as we both tried keeping her close on our radar. Fortunately, Ares made it no secret of his concerns and devotion to Valene’s well being. He assertively volunteered and it was