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Willow“So, are you going to fight him?” Ginny quips, half amused, half concerned. “Need I remind you Willow, that he pulled some serious strings twenty four hours ago, just so we could go save Tessa. And he had done it because of you.”“I know. And I appreciate that.” I scoff. “But he’s been engaging in illegal fights and he didn’t tell me.”“If I was you, I would be careful not to blow this out of proportion.” I hear a door opening in the background. “I just got to Violet’s room. She’s awake. Currently glaring daggers at me.”“I can hear you,” Violet growls in the distance and I’m pleased to hear her voice. “Could you put her on?”“Sure.” Ginny hands the phone to her. Next second, Violet gets into whiny mode. “Willow Thompson. How much longer do I have to be confined to this silly ass room?”“The nurse said you can leave tomorrow,” I smile, even though that’s the last thing I want to do right now. “You were lucky to have woken up when you did.”“The doctor here keeps talking about
AidenI spend most of my day at the fighting den. Anything to delay paying my mother a visit at the manor. I haven’t spoken to her ever since I got back from Prague. I did speak to Spencer but that was only because I had need of the jet. Mother already asked Scott to track me down and bring me home. And because Scott is so resourceful, he doesn’t take long for him to find me. But he doesn’t try to reason with me or ask for us to leave. He sits on the worn mat and watches me fight. I’m shirtless. Dripping sweat. There’s blood on my face, curtesy of four eyes. Every once in a while, I would look in Scott’s direction and I’ll wonder what he’s thinking about. Four eyes lands another heavy punch and it disempowers me for a few seconds. “Fuck!” I spit a mouthful of blood onto the mat. My vicious opponent grins. “Don’t take it personally, old sport. Everyone knows I’m the only one you’re yet to beat.”“Don’t say it like it’s something to be proud of.” I glare at him. “One of these da
RowanFuck.I am never careless. Never not in tune with my environment. But this time, I was. Willow Thompson has agreed to keep my big, bad secret and all it took was for me to play the pity card, to make sure she won’t go blabbing to that boyfriend of hers. It’s no doubt that they tell each other everything. They are so wrapped around each other’s fingers, it’s sickening. I guess this is the gods way of letting me know that it’s time to wrap shit up. Exams will be over soon. The highest ups will have their target and I’ll finally get to exert my revenge. Once that’s over, there won’t be a reason for me to remain here in the Lycan city. I wonder where I’ll go next.Perhaps Asia. I hear Singapore can be quite hot in the summer. Human girls are more skimpily dressed. I wonder what Asian blood tastes like.“I got your message,” Mitch groans, the moment I pick up. “You’ve got to be more careful buddy.”“If she was anyone else, I would have ripped her bloody head off,” I snort. “N
WillowSurely, this is not what I think it is. Surely, I had seen it all wrong. “Willow.” I can tell that I have shocked him. There is this one scary moment, where I think he is about to jump me. But then, I remember that it’s Rowan. One of my closest friends. One of those who wish to see me succeed and shine in everything I do.“I can explain,” he starts, holding his hands up. His fingers are coated in blood. His blood. My eyes weren’t deceiving me. What I had seen, as much as I would love to deny it, it’s not possible. “You’re a—“ My breath hitches. It’s hard to say it out loud. “What the hell are you? What did I just walk into?”“Willow,” he still has that deer in the headlights look in his eyes. “Don’t even try denying it because I saw everything.” I point towards Violet. “I saw how you fed her your blood. And take a look. The marks on her neck are all but gone. And so, I’ll ask again. What are you Rowan?”“I’m a vampire,” he remains frozen in place. His eyes are fastened on
RowanViolet should be here by now. Ever since we started ‘dating,’ she shows up on time for my daily fixes.Because of her, I haven’t been going out to pick up human girls. Haven’t been leaving dead bodies for Mitch to take care of. Once again, I try her cell. The last three times I tried to call her, shit went straight to voicemail. This time though, she picks up. Only, it’s not her voice on the line. The female voice is one I haven’t heard before. “Hello? Who is this?”“Where is the owner of the phone?” I growl, on the verge of losing my temper. “I need to speak to her.”This is probably one of those airhead cheerleaders that live at the sorority house. “I’m sorry but she’s asleep.” She says. “Actually, scratch that. She’s still unconscious. We’ve tried everything we can but her wound is still refusing to close up.”“What wound?” I’m close to shattering the phone in my hand. I hate it when people stall. More than that, I hate when things do not go as I’ve planned them. “Where i
WillowIt’s funny how we wait until bad things happen before we have regrets.Infamous what-ifs.What if I didn’t call Violet? What if I didn’t ask her to come along to white oaks? Would she be lying on a hospital bed right now? She’s not the only one. Tessa is lying on a bed next to hers. She’s still unconscious but the doctor already reassured us that she will be fine. Jane has been crying hysterically and so, Ginny had no choice but to take her home. Even Aiden already left to answer a summons from his step father. I’m left here with no one else but Vincent. “What was she thinking?” Vincent sighs for the umpteenth time. “We all know the vampires wouldn’t have been able to get on the chopper without being invited in. Why did she choose to remain outside? It makes no sense.”“I know.” I shut my eyes, trying and failing to block out the horrific images of Violet being fed on. I still recall the crippling sense of helplessness I had felt, watching my best friend fade away before
WILLOWThere’s a high chance of Cary hunting Tessa down for what she did to me. Telling him about the whole ordeal feels like too much of a hassle, so I ask Vincent to keep it between us. He holds the car door open for me and he’s helping me with my back pack when I whisper the words to him. “We
WILLOWI don’t know how my body knows to move. Maybe it’s because I had done it first, knowing that Tessa would want to get revenge. Whatever it is, I step out of the way at the last second, avoiding her full body shove. This isn’t a professional hockey game and I don’t think either of us are going
WILLOWThe hockey game between me and Tessa is about to start. Because it’s a basic, watered down version of an actual hockey game, we are only expected to wear helmets on our heads, protective gloves for our hands and hockey skates. Because we’re girls, someone had to rush to the locker room to fi
WILLOW“It’s alright Violet,” I grab my best friend’s arm, trying to get her to calm down. Then I turn to Tessa. “Hi Tessa. How’s it going?”“I should be asking you,” she singsongs. It’s hard to tell if she’s mocking me or being genuine. “I heard you were doped up on medication for over a month. It







