Nina “Nina,” my mother said, approaching me just as I was beginning to ascent the stairs to my room, “don’t forget you’re going to need a gown for the gala.” I frowned and stopped on the stairs. “Couldn’t I just wear the one that I wore to the last party?” My mother chuckled, linking her arm w
Nina “Nina… I think I might hand the control of the pack over to someone else.” Enzo’s words left a gaping hole in my heart. I took a step back, my eyes wide as I involuntarily grabbed the end of one of my braids, clutching it tightly. “You’re joking,” I said with a wry chuckle escaping my lips.
Nina “I don’t think it’s such a good idea to bring your friends here, to the werewolf realm.” My mother’s admission left me utterly bewildered, like a puzzle with missing pieces that refused to fit together. I stared at her, my eyes wide, as I tried to make sense of what she had just told me.
Enzo I had made up my mind to head back to Mountainview and talk to my pack. It had been a long day, filled with revelations and decisions, and I needed to gather everyone together to discuss our upcoming visit to the Moon Goddess Festival. It was a crazy idea, and maybe it was a little on a whi
“Seriously?” she hissed as she inspected the golden-colored liquid inside. “I’d have to hide who I am just so I can mingle with some hoity-toity racists?” “Look,” I said with a sigh of regret, “Nina and I want you there, but it’s just the way it is. You can thank the last Luna for that one.” “It
Nina Enzo had left last night to rally our pack, and although the distance between realms made me nervous, I had been too busy helping with the preparations for the Moon Goddess Festival gala to think much about it. Polly and I were sitting in the kitchen, stringing together handmade garlands fo
His curiosity piqued, Tyler nodded eagerly. “Lead the way.” I got up and motioned for him to follow me as we made our way towards the dense woods behind the mansion. Once we were deep enough into the forest, I stopped and turned to face Tyler. “Okay, Tyler,” I said, a mischievous glint in my eyes,
After watching my mother stalk away with her hands curled up into fists at her sides, I couldn’t help but place my hand over my belly. Her words kept echoing in the back of my mind, and it stung. “If you can’t even be responsible with your nineteen-year-old brother, how can you be responsible with