Nina The scent of roasted vegetables and chicken filled the room as the dishes were brought out to the table. My mom, Lori and I exchanged amused glances when the others began digging in the instant the covers were taken off of the plates. “Aldric, look at how ravenous your trainees are,” my mot
Nina “If you want to take my pack and my wife, you’ll have to fucking kill me.” Tyler and I stood in the window, watching the scene on the lawn unfolding below us. Matt and Enzo were both circling one another, their stances lowered as though they were preparing for a fight. “Are they about to
Enzo I hardly felt the sensation of the branches whipping against my face as I ran. I hardly felt my feet pounding on the forest floor, or my legs acting on instinct as I leaped over fallen trees and exposed roots. All I felt that night was fury. Pure, unadulterated fury. Truthfully, I didn’t
“You see it now, don’t you?” Mila asked with a chuckle. “You see the truth now?” I swallowed, if I could even swallow in this strange mindscape. “I think so.” “So what are you going to do about it?” “I don’t know.” My head whirled with possibilities. I didn’t want to leave Nina, but… if she wa
Nina Gasping, I came to a skidding halt and dropped to my knees next to the dark form laying on the forest floor. “Enzo,” I murmured as I rolled him onto his back. Blood and foam trickled out of his mouth, and I cursed under my breath. Upon closer inspection, I saw it: the large gash in his abdo
Matt nodded stiffly. “I know. I tried telling him that neither of us would ever do something like that, but… I don’t know. There was something in his eyes. Something… unnatural.” My father and I looked at each other, blinking with confusion. Something unnatural? “What do you mean, son?” my fathe
Nina The look in Enzo’s eyes really was as if he had gone feral. As I stumbled backwards, knocking the chair out from under me, I saw the leather straps straining around his wrists. “Enzo!” I cried out over the sound of his menacing snarls. “Enzo, why are you doing this?!” “You bitch,” he repe
I would have laughed, had there been any humor left in me after everything that had happened. But I just snorted instead. “How very optimistic of you.” After flipping through a few more pages to discover that there was still nothing indicating a decipherable language, I started to grow frustrate