Lara For some reason, I feel my blood pooling at my feet and I grow dizzy. I stumble out of the elevator when it opens and hold onto the wall next to it to catch my breath. I only give myself a few moments before I keep going. Finch saw me, so he's probably going to come after me. I can't face him, not after what I witnessed. I take the stairs to the next floor and then keep going until I reach topmost floor which leads to the rooftop. I need all the air I can get. I can't breathe. I push through the metal doors and they swing closed behind me. I take deep breaths of air but they don't make me feel less breathless. Finch and Vaughan? I'm reeling. I move to stand near the rooftop wall. There are potted pants along the wall, which gives this place a botanic vibe. My view of the surrounding landscape is limited because of how dark the sky is tonight. I've been coming here for the past two nights for the simple purpose of relaxing, but that isn't happening tonight. What am I s

DexterI stick a cigarette in my mouth before cupping a hand around it to light it. Things seem to be going according to plan. I’ve taken the first step to ruin Victor Taylor and it’s only a matter of time before he finds out. The envelopes were delivered about an hour ago. As per my calculation, shit’s about to hit the fan pretty soon. I stare at the view before my eyes. Tall trees, yards and yards of freshly cut green grass. Rose bushes. Intricately carved fountains. I have it all. It’s funny how sometimes, your life can change in the blink of an eye. One day, I had nothing, and the next, I had everything I could’ve ever wanted. My phone begins vibrating in my pocket and a small smile tugs at the corners of my lips. Finally. I thought he’d never call. I reach into it with my right hand after transferring the lit cigarette to the left. It’s an unknown number. I know it’s him. I made sure to leave my number for him to call. I couldn’t risk missing his rage. “Son-of-a-bitch,” he s

LaraAnd so, my journey to Elwood begins. On the way, I sell my dress. It's designer and worth a good penny. I sell my shoes, too. They won’t help me where I’m going. I buy second-hand clothes and keep the rest of the money for food. Before, I used to have all the food I wanted, and now, I'm struggling to even have a meal a day. I’m still a long way from Elwood and basically hitchhiking until I get there. I have to do a ton of walking every day and wait for a car to stop by. Nobody drives to that area—Elwood is specifically for rogues. The only reason why I know my grandmother is there is because I heard my father mention it once over the phone. ‘Not sure how I can be her son when she chooses to live like a rogue in Elwood and I wouldn’t touch a rogue with a ten-foot pole.’I don’t know what awaits me at the end of my journey. Will I even find her there? Is she still alive? I’ll only find out when I get there. It never crosses my mind to turn back and go home. For some reason, I’

LaraI glance over my shoulder and see Ander sitting on the bench outside of the shop, just like I told him to. He appears to be distracted and that's exactly what I want; I don't want him to see what I'm doing here. I'd never recover if he did. I turn back to the shelf in front of me, my grip on the hand basket I'm holding slipping because of how much I'm sweating. Although I've gotten fairly good at this, it never fails to terrify me. Besides, the shop-owner is eyeing me suspiciously and that makes me even more nervous. To make matters worse, the store is practically empty. I'm the only one here. I put a bag of rice in the basket but slip another one in the pocket of my coat. The money I have is limited and won't be enough to buy everything I need. Selling fruits and vegetables isn't that profitable, and there's a lot that we need, like toothpaste, rice, and lately, protein. Finding animals is getting harder and harder, even when I shift and prowl around the forest for hours on

LaraKearwood is just as I remembered it.It's what people like to call a cosmopolitan city. A lot of different types of people can be found around here, and Lycans love this place. I vividly recall my father coming here for business trips when I was younger. I never knew what he was coming to do, but it's a name I've not forgotten. It makes sense that Ambrose has a strip club here. It is said that people are more open-minded here.I've been raised to look down upon such things. Prostitution. Stripping. Dealing drugs. But the man who taught me to never indulge in such things abandoned me and didn't care if I lived or died. He's a man with no moral compass, like all Lycans. I'm not against to the ways of the world. When I was living in the streets, before finding Elwood, a lot of women I encountered had to use sex as a means to an end. I never considered it because I was pregnant and wouldn't want to harm my baby in any way, but I saw it happen. Saw women climb inside cars of men who