Nina “Nina… We have to get a divorce.” The moment Enzo uttered those words, I wondered if I was sleeping, if I was having some sort of nightmare. But deep down, I knew that wasn’t true; this was real. It was utterly, horribly real. “You don’t mean that,” I said, a wry chuckle escaping my lips
Nina I must have been asleep for hours, because by the time I woke up, the sun had long since dipped back below the horizon. There was hardly an hour, in fact, in which I was awake while the sun was out. The first thing I noticed was how parched I was. Groaning softly, I rolled over to see a fre
“I just—” “Enzo is still in the infirmary.” My father’s voice suddenly cut through the room. None of us had noticed him as he had cracked open the door, and he now stepped into the room, his hulking form seeming to tower over the bed as he entered. “Dad,” I croaked. “May I have a few moments
Nina “Wait! Wait, I’m coming with you!” At the sound of the familiar voice, both my mother and I whipped our heads around toward the noise. A moment later, I saw a lanky male form and a head of tawny hair break through the woods. “Tyler?” my mother and I said in unison as he ran toward us, a b
Mariah nodded. “It’ll keep you from getting sick when traveling between realms,” she said. “Luke told me that you were getting sick when using portals, so I did some research and foraging and developed this. Go on, try it.” My eyes widened a bit as I took the vial from Mariah’s hands. The liquid i
Nina “Goodbye, Nina. We’ll miss you.” Jessica and Lori held me tightly just outside the swirling portal, tears in their eyes. I had already cried all of the tears I possibly could, and felt utterly dried up; but it didn’t make their leaving hurt any less. “I’ll miss you guys, too,” I said soft
Nina I hadn’t seen it in what felt like so long. Its sharp white teeth gleamed in the darkness. Its hollow eyes, lidless and empty, seemed to be looking directly into my soul. It cocked its head first to the left, then to the right, then left and right again, over and over and over like a broken
Enzo I took a deep breath, the crisp summer air and the scent of pine—a scent that I once associated with the comfort of being home in the werewolf realm, but now associated with pain and banishment—filling my lungs as I walked down the quiet street towards the town square. Mila’s voice echoed i