Shivers of fear still ripple through me hours after I found the dead bodies. Their gaping throats, their dead empty eyes, and their pale blue skin replay in my brain like a neverending loop. Not only I am in a state of disorientation and utter disarray, but Seraphina won't leave me alone. She makes me narrate how it happened and how I came across the dead bodies as if she is trying to drive me crazy which is working. The more I narrate the incident, the more the dead bodies gnaw at me. "So what happened next?" She asks. I swallow against the wave of nausea threatening to drown me. "When I reached out to her, she disappeared into the thin air—." My voice snaps at the end as I glare across the room at Seraphina. She doesn't seem fazed. "So?" She gestures towards me. A frustrated sigh escapes my mouth. *What are you trying to prove? I have fucking told you this story three fucking times? What else did you want?" She sighs as if she can't even fake to care about my distress. "I'm tr
Finally, today is my daughter's surgery. It should make me happy that my daughter will get better soon but I'm in a state of confusion. Since a week ago when the killer put our lives in a state of frenzy on a day that is supposed to be of joy, and sharing goodness and happiness.Shadow pack has been in a state of unrest and I haven't stopped beating myself up to at least get any gleam of the killer's next move. Today should be for my daughter and I should only think about her but as I sit in the waiting room where her surgery is going on, my mind is far away thinking about her safety after the surgery. The pack is not so peaceful right now and I don't want my daughter to be caught between the another crossfire just after she overcome one. A hand goes over my shoulder, jolting me out of my thought. "Hey." Dimitri says. I let out a gasp, almost like of relief. Amongst the darkness, out of the things that has sprout out is Dimitri and I relationship. We have grown stronger and closer
In the wake of six deaths, what I think is a glimmer of hope has darkened into an unimaginable horror yet to come. My head throbs, my knuckles white against the steering wheel as I race down the familiar bend of old Rivers Road. The death has been in a week. To make matters worse, I saw a vision of every single death and despite my certainty that I could change their fate, each attempt to save them slipped out of my hands like water. The burden of seeing their deaths and not being able to save them compounded by the crushing weight of my failure makes me lose a fragment of my sanity with each passing day. I am bridled by the burden of guilt and uselessness. No matter how much Dimitri reminds me that not being about to save them isn't my fault, I'm consumed by the suffocating sense of my own inadequacy, haunted by the fact that I should have done more. I thought if I could get a foresight about the killings, I would be able to save them. But now that I do see how these deat
My mind checks out of what Zarek is rambling beside me the moment my eyes finds Lynexia from across the road, seated in the passenger's seat of my car. The state I find Lynexia when I arrived here was a devastating one and it breaks something inside of me. Watching her break down in my arms is like ripping out my skin. The guilt of bringing her into all this rests like a heavy weight over my shoulder. I more than regret thrusting her into all this. The deaths are taking a toll on her and even though I tell her severally that it isn't her fault, she seems to believe otherwise, thinking it is her burden to bear. Also having a vision about them earlier before the actual incident takes place worsens everything. It makes it easier for her to fall into the vicious cycle of blaming herself anytime a death is recorded.The killings is also driving me crazy. With the barbarians, it was easy to formula strategies against them because they were the obvious enemy but the killer responsible for
Every time I close my eyes, I'm haunted by the hurtful memories of the killings and the horrible face of my shortcomings. So I stay awake throughout the night turning and tossing until the first ray of sunlight streams into the room through the window. I sluggishly climb out of the bed, dragging my legs across the room and outside before moving towards the kitchen. Though, I very much want to stay in bed forever, I can't do that. I suck in a beep breath as I step into the kitchen to find Dimitri's back turned to me. A thread of guilt tightens around my chest when I remember how I snapped at him yesterday. Deep down, I know what he is doing is for my own good and that is.juts his way of comforting me. But at that moment, I didn't want to feel good about myself. I wanted to wallow in self guilt and incompetence. And if there is one thing Dimitri is good at is making me see myself in a better light. "Have you feel already?" Dimitri cut through my thoughts. "Not yet." I cross my arm
Every time I close my eyes, I'm haunted by the hurtful memories of the killings and the horrible face of my shortcomings. So I stay awake throughout the night turning and tossing until the first ray of sunlight streams into the room through the window. I sluggishly climb out of the bed, dragging my legs across the room and outside before moving towards the kitchen. Though, I very much want to stay in bed forever, I can't do that. I suck in a beep breath as I step into the kitchen to find Dimitri's back turned to me. A thread of guilt tightens around my chest when I remember how I snapped at him yesterday. Deep down, I know what he is doing is for my own good and that is.juts his way of comforting me. But at that moment, I didn't want to feel good about myself. I wanted to wallow in self guilt and incompetence. And if there is one thing Dimitri is good at is making me see myself in a better light. "Have you feel already?" Dimitri cut through my thoughts. "Not yet." I cross my arm
Five years ago. LYNEXIA Some may doubt that true love exists but my life is a testament to true love. From a young age, I met my soulmate. Despite being unaware that he was my fated mate we had an undeniable chemistry. Our first encounter was a page ripped out of a fairytale. It was love at first sight while he was just a mere beta and I am nothing but an omega. He is a blur of tan skin and dark hair with a fit body to die for. But more than that, he has a kind heart. We are a match made by the moon goddess. The Kind of love we share is said to exist every hundred years. And today, I'm getting married to the love of my life. Finding your fated mate is something considered of rarity. Most people end up getting married to their chosen mate but mine isn't the case. I look over the sea shimmering under the cloudless sky. A faint sound of laughter and music from the town of Shadow Pack drifts up the cliff. Fields of green stretch towards the horizon fitted with various colors o
LYNEXIA But then, the jarring screech of the door interrupts us. Zephyr stands there, eyes wide and mouth open. "Dimitri, what on earth are you doing here? It's bad luck to see your bride before the wedding. How many times must I remind you both?" A smile remains on Dimitri's face, his lips tantalizingly close to mine. "Luck be damned." He whispers against my lips. "And don't even think about kissing her. You've caused enough trouble already," Zephyr chimes in with her usual dramatic flair Before I know it, Her hand grasps mine, yanking me away from Dimitri. A surprised laugh escapes me as Zephyr dismisses Dimitri with a wave of hand. "Now, shoo." Dimitri allows me to be led away because he chooses to. If he didn't let go, Zephyr wouldn't stand a chance against his strength. Dimitri chuckles softly as he backpedals from the room, his gaze never leaving mine until the door clicks shut. Zephyr's brows furrow into a scowl. "Seriously you two? You have the rest of your lives