I pushed my way through the crowd with Zadie in tow, but when I came to where the cries were coming from, it wasn't my mother. It was Amelia curled into a ball, hugging Asher's baby blanket tightly in her grasp as Paul consoled her with his own tear-filled eyes.The crowd gasped as their eyes fell on me, causing Paul to look my way, and that is when I saw my father holding my mother as she balled into his shoulder."Paisley?" Paul said, surprised.My mother's head spun. "Paisley!" She cried in relief.I stared around at the crowd. "What is going on?" I asked, perplexed.My father and mother hurried to my side, whisking Zadie and me away to the kitchen.As we entered, my mother wav

​​After leaving my parent's house, I drove through the countryside looking for the one place my mother asked me never to talk about, her coven. My mother never really talked about them. It's forbidden. Slowing the car to a stop, I glance around for any sign of the old coven, but everything looks the same. My eyes caught sight of a run-down sign for a school to the left of me. Quickly, I turned off, going down the drive. As I approached the sign, I stopped getting out to investigate the tarnished words displayed. Covered in vines, I ripped them away to see the letters clearer. The sign said school for the gifted. I glanced around to see if I could see the building, but nothing was there. Then I thought, what if grandma Sukie put a cloaking spell around the coven to keep others from finding it?

Since Zade ruined my spell to uncloak the coven, I had to figure out another way to defeat Nico. Deep down I knew He was still alive even though I smashed his skull with my mind. He was Lycan after all if he could endure falling thousands of feet and, surviving, he could fake being dead once again.  I was still fuming that Zade hid from me all these years. We were mates. How could he walk away from that? Was I that hard to love? Raven hated me, Asher and I grew apart, and Zade avoided me on purpose. I guess I'm an unlikeable person.  My grip on the steering wheel tensed, realizing I may have to live the rest of my life alone with my child, which was really fine by me. After all, people have done to hurt me. Alone sounds like heaven.  Something happening to Zadie crossed my mind, and I realized Nico

Instantly I moved away from Zade, which literally felt like my entire body caught fire from the pain of the distance between us, but I knew Zadie was not in the right place to hear that Zade was her real father and that he was my true love.  Asher was my best friend my whole life and mate, but I didn't get the same feelings that I did when I was around Zade. But I knew I would have to tell Zadie the truth. I just wasn't sure if there would ever be a right time, but for now, I needed to get myself out of this mess.  I went to Zadie and crouched, pulling her into a hug. “I'm sorry I wasn't there. Did you have a bad dream?” I asked, hoping she saw nothing other than maybe a friendly hug between her imaginary friend and me.  Zadie shook her head, biting he

Knowing my family would soon figure a way out, I hurried towards the barn where all the cars were. Walking in the Camaro, I once called mine, sat in the corner covered. The front stuck out like someone lifted the cover to take a peak. After Benjamin died of cancer, I gave the car back. That was all she and Aunt Marley had left of him. My mother needed that sentiment more than me. She grew up with him as her father, and to lose him for a second time was hard on her. I peeled my eyes away and refocused. One of these cars had to have the keys in it. Who would be stupid enough to steal from the former Alpha? After searching several, I approached Hunter’s old car. Man, it was a heap. I had no clue why my parents kept it. Maybe for the pack. But geez, it was falling apart, rusted finders, broken mi