Elena’s POVAs our leisurely stroll through the bustling streets continued, Sophie's contagious laughter remained a constant, punctuating the air with lightness and joy. Her animated exchanges with the guard injected an element of whimsy into our otherwise guarded outing. However, beneath the veil of playful banter, the guard's lingering apprehension served as a tacit reminder of the unspoken boundaries dictated by the intricate dynamics within our protective circle.The afternoon sun casting elongated shadows upon the cobblestone streets, Sophie's lively banter persisted, creating an effervescent atmosphere around us. Yet, amidst this vibrant energy, I couldn't overlook the subtle nuances in the interactions between Sophie and the guard. There was a noticeable shift—a brief glance exchanged, a shared smile that lingered momentarily—fleeting moments that hinted at a deeper connection or history I hadn't fully grasped.The dance of conversation and shared glances between Sophie and th

Anthony “ Yes!!!”Micheal seemed to take joy in unreasonable things like tennis court. I was been forced to watch two grown men yell and scream at them self with so much happiness because of they were playing a tennis ball. The only reason I agreed to be Michael’s wingman was because of he seemed so happy about the game for the first ten minutes until Alfred started winning him.He went on to accused me of not acting like a wingman like fedora who was screaming at the top of her voice and hyping Micheal to win and now I had to stand up from my chair and force a smile and occasionally say,"GO!, GO!! MICHEAL"My life was slowly turning into a mess as I watched the ball bouncing from one bat to another, Micheal got a few point and soon Alfred and him were in a tie."Can we end the game now?", I finally asked*we will only end it if you play one round", Fedora demand,she always knew how to manipulate us into having her way, since I knew her. When I and Michael were twenty and she was

I could hear the soft whisper of the birds outside the window, I could hear the footsteps of the guards fading and getting louder. Everywhere was dark and I looked at the time and it was 11:00 pm. Today was the day, my meeting with Fitz.One hour more.Was I really going to do this. I already knew the answer. I slowly stood up from my bed. Now sitting down, I slipped on my slippers, I was already dressed in my black nightwear, I had been dressed for the last three hours. I have been thinking about this moment for the last two days and eighteen hours, it was all I was thinking about, it was all I could think about . I took a deep breath before I stood up and slowly made my way to the door, I could still hear the whisper and the footsteps of the guards apparently, Fedora had me carefully watched. I opened the door with utmost care, just a bit to see what exactly I had to deal with, they were two buff bodyguards at the side of my door and they didn’t look like they were going to leave a

Anthony I couldn’t sleep, nobody could. We were losing men, when weren’t even a war. I almost lost my sister and Elena. We were fighting an unknown enemy. It was almost like this Fitz man was invisible, almost like he was a myth. Nothing made sense today, he trying to play a game with us but I don’t know what it is. He had the opportunity the eliminate two people that he was aware that we loved so much, Why didn’t he do anything, What is he thinking about?, What exactly is his sick plan?.I gulped the wine from the glass in front of me.“ Elena story doesn’t sit right with me”, Fedora broke the silence in the palace “ Why would she lie?”, Alfred spoke up looking confused “I don’t know”, she admitted, “but something is definitely off”.“What more important is killing fitz”, Micheal said as he gulped down a bottle of champagne, “let’s get him and kill him then we can worry about if a story is true or lies , all I care about is his head”, he took a big slip again.“ If you plan is get

Anthony “No!!”, I said for the fifth time.“ Maybe you didn’t exactly hear me, I said-“, Micheal explained “And I said No!!”, I remembered him again, reading the yearly annual taxes they neighboring packs payed to us“ Try and Consider”, Alfred inputted I had been going on and off with these two and I was beginning to wonder if they were deaf or dumb and didn’t know what the simple word NO meant.“ I am not interested”’ I stated again and again and again.Clashing the girls night Sophie had declared would just be more trouble for me, knowing my sister she would torture me day and night as her revenge, I didn’t need anybody talking to me day and night. She was like an annoying alarm that you can never shut off and if you do, you better be careful not to on it again and clashing their party would just be turning that alarm clock on.It’s been a few months after the incident of Fitz and since then we haven’t heard from him but I doubt that was his last blow, I had sent search parties