cry when Skylar pushed her frantic run to laugh in my face. I didn’t cry when Lucien tried

house. The decoration hanging from every porch didn’t look happy anymore as they did during the start of the Feast of

ime to join them.

ery minute. If she went into the bunker like everyone else, I’d res

nd in hers, squeezing them. I laid my head on

ould be sitting alone, feeling sorry for myself

logging this issue. I’m not leaving my best friend out in a loomi

short but her heigh and size didn’t intimidate anyone. Her innocent face and calm aura didn’t help her case but

low caressed my face. At a normal time, we would be praying for the final ceremo

.” She whis

had been a subtle tilt in the balance of power on our land. Alpha Zavier stopped being the

erent in the smell around our homes so startling that

tted to her, squeezi

each punch, each kick and each harsh word. My bond to the pack weakened over the years from being left out so much but it didn’t

e squeezed my ha

ook over a pack; Bloodshed. Change of leadership

ogether as the full moon got bigger and brighter. To our surprise

me. Her hands twitched in a minut

h full of spittle. I released my grip on her and in a minute, she was tearing out of sight

to rule Redville – earned it by blood. No one comes into another alpha’s territory t

hing they didn’t feel proud of. Only a few textbooks covered Prince Valens’ life and exploits. Books that our schoo

ood return to the pack house. I

appened since the start of this feast that it felt the drama came with it. It made me wish it would p

he hopes of the invaders not invading my space. I was happy to live in the basement then. The

one stood outside the pack house to pray for a better Feast of the Moon next year so it felt safe to a

beyond me. No matter how much he tried to make it seem as if e

r. The rooms were empty, some askew as the owners r

idnight when the boys liked to play video games and practice their dance moves.

ht. Without the exhaustion of a full day of hard labor, I couldn’t go to sleep. Many things ran through m

by tomorrow morning if the Prince didn’t mount his hea

r moves? What

ed. An outcast. My traitor blood kept me out

e I stayed out with the enforcers, the warriors, the Alpha and his Beta. Those tasked with protecting Redville would

out of the flat lump I called a bed, going downstairs to

e of clean and another pile of dirty plates stacked inside

ssfire. I knew I couldn’t hide but my room in the basement felt safer

felt the chill in the atmosphere as a being so powerful, his

ed, disturbing the water and mak

before I made the mistake of looking into t

e talking to anyone else but me. “Fix me something to eat.” I nodded, moving around the kitche

k I visited had people to greet me at the borders – they called them sacrifices but it is the thoughts that

y head a fraction, making the mistake

inside out. My bones began to