But amidst the joy, I felt a need for solitude, a longing for a quiet moment all to myself. The mention of Tiffany kept swirling around in my mind, and I longed to talk to her. One crisp morning, I decided to take a walk, seeking the solace of the outdoors. Enzo was off with the rest of the pack d
Nina The little red bird transformed right in front of me. A moment later, a young woman with long red hair and striking green eyes stood in the clearing now, and my shock was palpable. She appeared no older than me, rubbing her arm where I had grabbed her, a mix of irritation and pain on her face
Nina After Daphne’s swift departure, I stood alone in the forest clearing, the whisper of leaves and distant birdcalls my only companions. The realization that she knew more than she was letting on about the yellow-eyed wolf weighed heavily on me. Her help could be instrumental in figuring out w
Not me, though. I didn’t want that. It wasn’t… me. “Mom,” I said softly then, blinking away the tears that threatened to come at the mention of my sister, “what if… what if I don’t want to be the princess?” My mom blinked at me, taken aback. “What do you mean?” “I mean… I don’t know if I’m cut
Nina Enzo and I huddled under the glow of our living room lamp, trying to figure out how the hell we were going to find and talk to this elusive bird shifter, Daphne. Daphne had revealed that she had been watching us for long enough to know all about the yellow-eyed wolf, and something told me t
Nina “Do you think she’s coming?” Enzo’s voice and the feeling of his strong, warm arm wrapping around my shoulders pulled me back to the present. I had been staring longingly off the front of the porch, hoping that she would come. “I don’t know,” I said, checking the time on my phone. The par
Nina “You did what?” The evening’s events had left a bittersweet taste in my mouth as I sat in front of the bedroom vanity, slowly brushing out my long, black hair. It had gotten so much longer over the past year, and now fell almost down to my butt. My bangs had grown out, though. “I told her
Nina I woke up the next morning to a familiar, yet unwelcome sensation—a sharp, throbbing pain in my lower abdomen. In fact, it was the pain that woke me up from a deep sleep. The discomfort was so intense that it felt like a tight knot had formed in my stomach, making me curl up instinctively.