ary was coming up. She didn't like the way her mother would always be before and after the memorial, so she decided to cheer her up. The girl went to fetch her favourite flowers but since she couldn't find t

be worried. She'd been away from home for days, feeding from

, she would help me find my way back o

only a month above seven. She had to find her

know, but she was his first living child so she was the next. Zira wasn't like Isla who was sweet, kind, gentle, and understanding. She was more of arrogant, self-centred, demeaning and careless, very careless. Isla had more domi

she could

cold or even rogues. There had been a lot roaming about that she manage to avoid, but it wouldn't last. Th

ry, don't cry… She

cry, Lula,

ry you'll b

n't cry,

the forest. Her scandals was almost worn out. Her dress was covered with splashes o

r dress into her small palms and ran. Heavy paws and snarls followed her movement, they were after her. The girl's young heart pounded ag

d her way around trees, pushed protruding branches out of her way, not daring to glance behind her. She could hear them, she could alm

, her ears pounding violently immediately. Her breathing stopped for a few seconds, before it came back to her with a sharp wheeze. Her body fell down from the tree, collapsing on

ting one shifting. She wiggled her stuffed nose, their stench made her sick to her stomach. Even though she had no

r up the ground, using her bicep to hold her up. Pain radiated from where she was held, causin

d be dead. But again, she would die either way. That theory was proved when he growled. "She's a Crescent! His daughter! Look at the birthmark on the back of her pa

a mindless child who thought she could bring happiness to everyone that cross her path. Now, she has done nothing but destroy her family even more. Her mother wo

ng through trees. Before she could register what was happening, thick floral vines dashed out of the tree, snapping around her body and lifting her off the ground. She screamed a b

ice statue. She caught sight of another girl, boredly wagging her index finger, a pink glow encasing it. She was shocked when the glow covered the frozen wolf and his body flew off the ground and dropped, smashing to pieces. A swi

the girl holding her filled her stuffed nose and somehow disoriented her. "Well, that was no fun,"

but the chill that ran down her spine was terrifying. The voice sounded cold, light, but cold as in icy cold. How that

of flower petals. The girl she guessed was the April, removed one hand from her body. She felt the girl jump, and from the rush of wind and the snap of ropes, she wondered what

actly

s, she was clinging onto the stranger like her life depended on it. She didn't even know her body was shaking and that she was crying. The whole thing left her in sho

n did she get there? The new comer reached her hand forward and touched her head. The girl felt a little unsettle

ere all so gorgeous, even if one made her a bit frightened in a way. Wait

ght and melodious voice, a familiar smile on her face. It reminded her of her father's. "The girl holdin

made up for it with her chest. Her chest was big, just like her mother's. Since her legs were wrapped around April's hips, she could tell it was large. She could already see the unmated males fol

because I'm a wereghost, a different kind. You'll get used to my voice soon enough." A wereghost? She didn't even know they exist, let alone see

n he fell in love with. Her psychic mother fell in love with him and they had her. The weird offspring some hunters tried to eliminate before the ladies took her away. Zephyr is blonde; brownish gold and honey blonde. Her eyes are grey and her lips ruby red. She almost looks Korean. She is ta

She asked

you doing?"

at April like she was the dumbest person on the p

cation, but I can manipulate gravity and technology, and I'm a telepath. So yes, as we speak, your every thou

e air and spinning, giggling profusely. Lula was surprised she could f

tech brain of the team, really intelligent. Taller than April, shorter than Xyra and Zephyr. Slim, short but shiny black hair, br

er family trait. Her father's lineage was known for their brown or grey wolves and, of course, the grey eyes and brown hair. Every child born into the family get the hair and necessarily, the eyes. If the person's wolf is

ly disappears. It's weird, I know." Xyra said, smiling gently. That smile. Why did she think of her father again? Xyra's hair

it hi

f her eldest sister, and her name was… "Xyra? Xyra!" Lu

the leaders, but the others will. I know you don't remember how to get back, but Moira can retrace your steps through your memories. I need you to trust her, open your mind to

her eyes open, a bright blue overtaking it. Lula watched with awe as her body shimmered before

large puff of cold air. Before she disappeared out of sight,

ol." Lula

et's get you hom