“It’s a gift,” my father replied. I could practically hear his smile through the phone. “From your fated mate. A little motivation to help you win that tournament. Smells like her, no?” I nodded, entranced by the smell of the soft scarf in my hands, before I remembered that my father couldn’t see m

Nina It was almost as if something possessed Enzo when he tried to kiss me in the locker room. At that very same time, I felt Cora’s presence inside of me. As I watched him walk away, I could feel her sadness permeate through me. “What was that?” I said out loud once I was alone. “I’m really sorr

“Huh?” James asked, his mouth full of burger. I felt myself blush. “Sorry,” I replied. “I’m just tired. I meant to say hello.” Neither James nor Enzo seemed convinced, but regardless, Enzo sat down next to James. James glanced up for a moment; there was a flash of something behind his eyes that I

Nina Enzo drove me home that night. As I got off of his motorcycle, I wanted so badly to stay with him. We could drive away on his motorcycle together and never return to this place, but at the same time, I knew that he was right about our relationship. If he truly had a fated mate, it wasn’t my pl

“What’s that?” I asked, pointing at the red scarf clutched tightly in his hand. He paused for a moment and took in a sharp breath, clutching the scarf even tighter. It was a delicate scarf that was meant for a woman, not a man. There were little designs stitched into it. “Uh, it’s nothing,” he sai

Nina Somehow, I managed to sleep that night, if only for a few hours before I had to be up for class. The news of werewolves had thoroughly spread its way through campus by now like a wildfire, and everywhere I went, people were whispering about Enzo. “He’s a monster,” I heard one girl say from be

“No,” Lori interrupted, pushing Jessica back and standing in front of her, throwing down her sign, “but I will!” She pushed up her sleeves and began to rush at the other girl, but before she could, I grabbed her by the arm and yanked her back. My action resulted in a chorus of boos coming from the o

Nina As I looked down at the rotten, smelly mess of tomato guts on the front of my white shirt, the people around me began to laugh hysterically. “Werewolf-fucker!” the girl who threw the tomato shouted, laughing maniacally. “You’re protecting a monster!” another guy yelled. The crowd erupted in

Nina That night, I returned to the arena for the hockey game. There were still protests happening outside, but there were fewer people now that campus security was standing around -- and apparently, as Lori and Jessica explained to me on our way there, several students were arrested for throwing ob

James didn’t answer right away. He paused for a few moments, unblinking, then cleared his throat and opened his mouth to speak -- but before anything came out, his eyes caught something behind me, and he closed his mouth again. I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to see Enzo standing beside