It's past six already and he is still not here..Where is he? I'm waiting for him to come here and slay me, as it was promised.I can't help but chuckle at the idea of my own murder. But why am I looking forward to seeing him again? My would-be executioner.But my wait isn't long, as he explodes into my bedroom like a hurricane—eyes blazing with chaotic energy. I nearly fall off my bed in shock!"You could've walked in through the front door. No one is home right now," I point out casually.He sneers and, with a twisted grin, replies, "I like the dramatics."I roll my eyes. "So, are we gonna do this or what?" I ask, sitting up on my bed and crossing my legs.He approaches me slowly, his hand reaching into his coat pocket. My heart racing with anticipation, I can't help but wonder what he has in store for me.But it isn't a weapon he pulls out. Instead, it is a box. "What is this?" I ask curiously."Open it," he says grimly.I couldn't hold my curiosity, so I slowly opened the box. Wh

When it's finally the day of the party, my nerves start to get the best of me. I haven't been to one of these events since I was a child, and I don't know what to expect.I put on my best dress, a light green summer dress with little flowers printed on it. It was my mother's idea. She also put my hair up in a braid. To me, it feels like I am being dressed to be sacrificed.Okay, maybe I am just being too dramatic. It's not like my parents are trying to force me to be with someone. But still...being among a crowd of strangers makes me uncomfortable.As I stand in front of the mirror, my reflection stares back at me, and I take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. My parents have been excited about this gathering for weeks, talking about how it's a great opportunity to meet new people and maybe even make some friends. I can't deny that their enthusiasm is infectious, but it's still hard for me to shake off my anxiety.I make my way downstairs, where my parents are already ther

It's my brother Adrien, standing in front of us with his mouth wide open. "Have you lost your mind?" he snaps. "Do you have any idea what kind of trouble you can get into? I knew something like this would happen when you two met. You know how much our family is against humans and yet you decide to go ahead and kiss him? Have you ever thought about the consequences of your actions?"Adrien's words sting, but I stand my ground. I look right at Jacob and grasp his hand firmly in mine."This might be hard for you to understand, but I do care about what happens to me," I tell Adrien, squeezing Jacob's hand tightly as if silently asking for reassurance. "I've been aware of the risks this might bring us ever since I decided to get close to Jacob. But it's worth it for me because he makes me happy."Jacob tightens his grip around my hand and smiles down at me, then he looks at Adrien. "I like her a lot too and I want to be with her," he says determindedly."You have no place in our world, hum

My heart breaks at the sight of him and I can feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I move towards Jacob, unsure of what to do. Wait...what am I so worried about? My blood has healing powers!I take a deep breath and place both my hands on his chest. Closing my eyes, I slice my wrist and pour my blood into his mouth."Please, work," I whisper.In a matter of seconds, I can see Jacob returning to life, his eyes fluttering and his breathing becoming deeper. He opens his beautiful eyes and looks at me in confusion."I'm so sorry," I say."You guys take the whole mate thing really seriously, huh?" Jacob asks, still groggy from all the blood loss.I nod and give him a small smile. "Yeah, we do," I reply.Jacob sits up, grimacing at the pain coursing through his body. "Where is Jayden?" he asks, looking around in confusion."He is gone. I had to fight him off," I say softly, holding onto his hand.Jacob smiled weakly. "Ah, you saved me again. My hero."A chuckle escapes my lips. I am tryin

The girl in front of me was a sight to behold: her face smeared with pizza sauce and cheese, her shirt drenched in juice which had become practically translucent. I could make out her figure beneath the cloth as it clung to her body.The Beta's youngest daughter, Anna.Since she was my father's Beta's daughter, we grew up together, naturally. She was one of those quiet, shy girls who liked to sit in the corner and play by themselves. She didn't like to run with the rest of the pack and practice fighting with the others.When we were little, I thought she was cute. She had this sweet round face and a cute little button nose. Her hair was long and dark, just like it is now. But as we grew older, I hated her more and more.Every time I saw her, it was as if the beast inside me wanted to come out. I took pleasure in tormenting her.Just like how I tripped her when she was walking in front of me holding a box of pizza today. I grab her quickly before she hits the ground, though. I don't wa