LOGINEli drove into the city alone with the sun high overhead. Traffic moved slowly around him. He kept his eyes on the road, ready to start his search for Jax. No one else knew he was here. This was his task. He pulled up to a quiet street and parked in front of a small house. His nephew Tommy lived there. Eli hadn’t called ahead. He grabbed his bag from the passenger seat and walked to the front door.
He knocked hard. No answer came. Then he tried the knob. It turned easy. He stepped inside the living room. The place smelled like yesterday’s pizza and laundry. “Tommy?” he called out a few times. His voice echoed off the walls. Still nothing. Eli set his bag down and went upstairs. The steps creaked under his boots. He opened the first door on the right. There was Tommy in bed with a girl. They were going at it hard, bodies moving fast, sheets tangled. The girl had her head back. Tommy gripped her hips. Eli stood there for a second before they noticed him. The girl saw first and screamed. They stopped quickly, pulling covers over themselves. Eli closed the door fast. “My bad.” He went to the spare room down the hall and unpacked his things himself. He took out clothes, folded them neatly in the drawer, set his boots by the bed, and placed a small knife on the nightstand. The room was simple with a single window looking out to the backyard. He sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his face. The drive had been long. Shortly after, footsteps came down the stairs. Tommy walked the girl to the front door. They whispered goodbye. She left. Tommy came back into the house, face still red. He found Eli in the spare room. “What the hell? You didn’t tell me you were coming,” Tommy said, leaning on the door frame. Eli looked up calmly. “I didn't tell anyone. I came to the city to look for someone. I’ll be crashing here for a while.” Tommy stared. “You’re serious? How long? And who are you looking for exactly?” “Doesn’t matter right now,” Eli replied. “I just need a place to stay. I won’t get in your way. Keep to myself mostly.” Tommy crossed his arms. “This is sudden. You show up unannounced and walk in on me like that. Next time call, alright?” Eli nodded once. “Noted. Thanks for the roof.” Tommy shook his head but didn’t argue more. He went downstairs to clean up the living room. Eli stayed in the room, thinking about Jax. The city was big, but he would find him and nothing would stop it. Back at school the pressure built fast inside me. I stood in the restroom gripping the sink. My hands shook. I tried everything to hold back the shift. Deep breaths. Focusing on the cold water from the tap. Anything to stay human. I didn’t want to cause a scene. Students could walk in any moment. The blue glow in my eyes kept coming back every time I glanced at the mirror. My fingernails itched like they wanted to grow. My skin felt too tight. I whispered to myself. “Not here. Hold it.” Meanwhile Mike guarded the door outside. He stood tall, blocking the way. A couple guys tried to enter. “Sorry, big situation in there,” Mike told them. “Come back in ten minutes.” They complained but walked away. Mike stayed put, listening for any sound from inside. He shifted from foot to foot, nervous but determined. After a while I was able to hold it back. I slid down the wall and sat in the corner. My back pressed against the cold tiles. I thought hard about what excuse I could give Mike. Contacts? Bad lighting? Anything that would explain the glowing eyes and changing face. Nothing sounded good enough. Mike came back in. The door shut softly behind him. “You alright now? Your eyes glowed blue, Jax. Your fingernails got longer right in front of me. And your voice dropped weird. What was that?” I looked up at him. No lie worked. Mike stepped closer. “I saw it all. You can’t say it was nothing.” I took a deep breath. “I’m a wolf.” Mike laughed once, short and sharp. “That’s a lie. How can a human be a wolf? Come on.” “I don’t care if you believe it,” I said. “It’s true.” He came even closer, eyes bright with excitement. “Show me then. Prove it. Do the eye thing again.” “Not now,” I told him. “I can’t control it. Something’s happening to me right now and It’s messing me up.” Mike insisted anyway. He was too eager, bouncing on his feet. “Just a quick look. I saw the start of it. I need to see more. This is crazy.” I lowered my head, staring at the floor. Then I brought it back up slow. My eyes glowed bright blue again. Mike’s mouth fell open. He stared hard. Then his face went white. His eyes rolled back. He fainted straight down, hitting the floor with a loud thud. His head bounced a little. Arms spread out. Completely out cold. I knelt fast beside him. “Mike? Wake up.” This was bad. Mike saw too much. And the changes inside me felt stronger now. The bell rang far down the hall. Class was starting. I shook his shoulder again, heart racing.Ryan remained frozen on the floor. The doctor’s words refused to leave his mind.“You must kill him.”His eyes stayed locked on Jax’s unconscious body on the table. The slow rise and fall of his brother’s chest was the only sign he was still barely alive. Ryan lowered his head. His hands trembled.He had finally found his little brother after believing he was dead for years. Now someone was asking him to take that life away with his own hands.He couldn’t do it. He just simply couldn’t. Mike stood quietly beside him. He didn’t interrupt. He knew this wasn’t a decision anyone else could make.The room stayed silent.Ryan took a deep breath. Then another. He slowly stood to his feet.The doctor watched him carefully. “Have you made your choice?” the man asked.Ryan nodded. “I have.”The doctor waited. Ryan looked at Jax before speaking. “Save him.”The doctor frowned. “Ryan…”“I said save him.”The old man sighed. “You don’t understand what you’re asking.”Ryan’s eyes remained fixed on
The hallway of Beacon Hills High had fallen silent. The loud crashes that had shaken the building minutes ago were gone. Broken lockers hung open like broken jaws. Glass covered the floor in sharp, glittering pieces. Chunks of concrete and splintered desks lay scattered everywhere. Deep claw marks ran across the walls, some reaching almost to the ceiling. The place looked less like a school and more like the aftermath of a war. Jax laid down in the middle of this destruction. His body didn’t move. Blood had soaked through his torn clothes. Fresh claw marks covered his chest, shoulders, and arms. It was deep and making it hard for him to heal. His breathing was weak and uneven, each breath a quiet struggle. A few minutes later, the sound of a Jeep echoed through the empty parking lot. The vehicle came to a sudden stop. Mike jumped out first. Ryan followed right behind him. Both of them stared at the damaged entrance in complete shock. “What… happened here?” Mike whispered, eye
The night held its breath. This was it. The clash that could change everything. Our bodies were about to collide. The fight for survival was starting right now.I didn’t know where the courage came from. Maybe it was fear. Maybe it was anger. Whatever it was, I didn’t back down. Deucalion’s claws crashed against mine in midair. The force exploded through my arms. Pain shot across my shoulders before I even realized what had happened. Then I was flying. My back slammed against the road with enough force to crack the concrete beneath me. A sharp gasp escaped my mouth. Before I could get up, Deucalion was already above me. His massive fist came down. I rolled away just in time. The ground exploded where my head had been. Chunks of concrete scattered across the street like shrapnel. I jumped to my feet, breathing hard. My heart hammered against my ribs. My claws stretched farther. My muscles burned. Everything inside me screamed that I wasn’t ready for this fight. But running wasn’t a
Lila was about to shift when I held her immediately. My hand gripped her arm tight, fingers digging in just enough to stop her. “Calm down,” I told her, my voice low but urgent. “We were being chased, remember? We have no time for this. We can’t stop here. Ryan is back there fighting for us. We have to keep moving or everything he is doing will be for nothing.”Just then hard footsteps started approaching us. They sounded heavy and fast on the ground, like something big was closing in. We could all hear it because of our sharp hearing. The sound made my skin crawl. Each step seemed to shake the pavement a little. I could feel the vibration through my shoes. My heart beat faster in my chest. The air around us felt thicker, like the night itself was holding its breath.Eli quickly asked me, “What’s that? What’s coming Jax!? Tell me what is happening here. I came to find you and now this?”“RUN!! NOW!” I shouted at him, my voice echoing down the street. “Don’t ask questions, just go. We
After Ryan told me to run, I quickly grabbed Lila by the hand and began running through the house. My heart pounded like a drum in my chest. The back window was our only quick way out. I punched through the glass with my fist, I barely even felt any pain. Glass shattered everywhere, falling like rain on the floor. I helped Lila over the broken frame first, holding her steady so she wouldn’t get cut. “Careful,” I said. Then I crossed over myself, landing on the cool grass outside. I felt free on the inside like a heavy weight has been lifted off me. Then we started running as fast as we could.The creature burst into the house through the front door right then. Wood splintered and flew across the living room. The beast was massive, fur dark and eyes glowing red with anger. Ryan turned fast, no time to think. He had to charge through it to protect Jax and his sister who were already on the run. Ryan shifted into a wolf quickly, bones cracking loud. He leaped at the creature with everyth
I knelt fast beside him. “Mike? Wake up.” This was bad. Mike saw too much. And the changes inside me felt stronger now. The bell rang far down the hall. Class was starting. I shook his shoulder again, heart racing. This was bad. Really bad. If anyone walked in now, they would see everything. I had to wake him up fast. I rushed to the sink, turned the cold water on full, and cupped my hands to catch it. The water felt icy against my skin. I splashed it straight on his face. Drops ran down his cheeks and soaked his shirt. He didn’t stir at first. I splashed more, this time shaking his shoulder hard with my other hand. “Come on, Mike,” I whispered urgently. He still didn't wake up, so I shouted His name. “Mike!” Then his eyelids fluttered after what felt like forever. Water dripped from his hair onto the floor. He blinked a few times, confused, then his eyes focused on me. Fear hit him hard. He scrambled back against the wall, pushing himself away from me as fast as he could. His back







