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1. On My Own
1. On My Own
SKYLA.
Music blares from the car radio and I’m enjoying the wind that whips through my hair. I look at the
satnav and resist a yawn, massaging the back of my neck.
There is nothing more satisfying than realising you are free - free of the image you were morphed into,
no longer hidden behind the shield your parents created for you. Freedom is what I saw when my pack
territory disappeared in the rear vision mirror.
No more watchful eyes, no more scared whispers to try to ignore. I can finally put what happened
behind me, or so I hope. The past sometimes seems to latch onto me like a damn leech, coming back
to haunt me. Coming back to serve as a reminder. One slip up, and I might not be as lucky as last time.
I hate to think what would have happened if mama didn’t get there in time. If she hadn’t saved him… I Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.
might not be here right now.
Less than an hour left now… it’s been a long drive from The Night Walkers Pack, home to me and my
family. I wish that I didn’t have to resort to this, leaving for the edge of town near Midnight Academy,
which I will attend in a week’s time.
My twin sister will live in the dorms, but after what happened at the end of last year, I can’t risk it. Since
I’ve turned eighteen, I don’t know why, but it’s getting harder to control it.
I slow down a little, signalling left and changing lanes. This town isn’t huge. It’s only a ten-minute drive
from the Academy. The town is part of The Luminaria Pack territory. A pack that isn’t too big, but the
Alpha is someone Dad trusts. The Alpha’s father was also one of the elders on Dad’s council before he
passed away.
Alpha Prescott is an honest man and lives to please my father. He had even offered to allow me to stay
in his house and Dad was up for that idea, but I wasn’t. I want to stop relying on my father and
everyone else. The entire point of moving out of the academy dorms is to be isolated from others.
This is my chance to step out from my father’s shadow, but that is kind of hard to do when you’re the
daughter of the Lycan King himself.
“What do you think, Malevolent? Do you think we’re going to enjoy this place?” I ask, caressing the
silky black fur of my green-eyed cat as she sits on the passenger seat.
Malevolent, she’s my ride-or-die chic. This little kitty has been with me since I was a kid. My dad got
her for me, and since then we are inseparable. We could even pass as siblings. I mean, I have black
hair and green eyes too.
She purrs and I find myself smiling at her. She’s totally going to love this place. Pets aren’t allowed at
the academy after all. Of course, Malevolent always went with me, but she has to stay hidden. I slam
my foot on the brake, realising I almost missed my stop, and Malevolent hisses in annoyance as she
almost tumbles onto the floor.
I smirk as I turn and wind up the window, before I turn the engine off. Scooping Malevolent up in my
arms, I get out of the car and stare at the small cottage that sits nestled between the trees. A low fence
surrounds the front, along with some hedges that are rather overgrown. Smiling, I push open the rickety
gate and make my way up the gravelled path to the door. A new start.
This place also belongs to the Alpha of the Luminaria Pack, and it’s the only reason Dad has agreed for
me to live here, alone. Kataleya, my twin, had offered to stay with me, but I know she loves the
academy and spends hours after classes in the library. It isn’t fair if she has to come out here when
she’s part of many after-school clubs.
Stopping at the door where the blue paint is peeling, I kneel and lift the flowerpot and grab the key they
told me would be placed there. “Well, Malevolent, let’s see what our new home for senior year looks
like.”
Unlocking the door, we step inside, and I look around. It’s quaint, a little old, but it’s clean. The smell of
citrus blossoms from cleaning products fills the air, courtesy of the Alpha and Luna I presume. I walk
through to the kitchen, and the first thing I spot is the card that sits on the table propped against a
ginormous hamper of fruit.
“Meow…” Malevolent purrs, before she leaps off onto the table.
I walk over to the table and pick up the card, I begin to read it out loud in an exaggerated posh accent.
“Dear Skyla,
Welcome to the Luminaria pack. I hope you like your new accommodations; I have made sure to have
the pantry and fridge stocked. I want to take the chance to invite you to have a family dinner with us
tomorrow night.
PS: We prepared a room in our house for you too, in case you change your mind. Consider our pack
and our home your own.
Yours,
Luna April of The Luminaria Pack”
I roll my eyes and sigh.
I guess Prescott isn’t going to just let me stay here in peace. Was this dad’s idea? A way of letting me
know they are keeping a watchful eye on me?
I don’t know why they are so adamant for me to stay there. They should know I’m not going to bend to
their demands. I don’t care if they want to look out for me; I don’t need them.
This year is about me and what I want for myself. I stare at the note as I pluck a grape from the large
bunch that sits in the hamper, and toss it up before catching it between my red lips.
My phone beeps and I take it out of the pocket of my leather jacket, and I raise an eyebrow, staring at
the message.
Dad.
‘Hey, you arrived? How do you like the place? Prescott called saying he’s invited you tomorrow night
for dinner. Make sure you go.’
I sigh, placing the phone down and leaving Dad on ‘read’.
“Dad, you and Prescott can plan all you want, but I am not going to entertain old goats this year. It’s
going to be about me. I’m legally an adult now. I’m done having to obey.”
I walk over to the radio that sits on the counter wondering how old this thing is, but it’s working. Tuning
in to a music channel, I blast it so high it hurts my own ears and drowns out my own thoughts.
Smirking, I take my jacket off, tossing it onto the chair, and then head back outside again.
Time to get unpacking and get settled in!
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“All done Malevolent!” I say, dropping onto my bed in nothing but a towel since I had just showered. I
had managed to get unpacked, and now I pick up my phone.
I skim through my messages from my girls, and then there’s like a ton from Dad, and a couple from
Mama. I don’t bother with them, not wanting to hear their concern.
Instead, I roll onto my stomach, logging onto a separate chat app. My heart skips a beat as I look at the
little red dot with the number 4 on it.
Four messages…
I bite my lip and click on the chat between me and Reign707.
Reign707: I’ll wait for it. You owe me that picture.
Should I be worried that you haven’t been online for the last twenty or so hours?
Seriously, no reply?
Everything ok? Hit me up when you get the chance. I might be a little worried.
LuciferessX: Awe did you miss me? See, I know I’m so precious, just didn’t realise you’re so needy.
I bite my lip and smirk when I see him typing. So, he was waiting for my message…
Reign707: Amusing. Not. However, where the hell have you been?
I roll onto my back, unable to explain why I feel so giddy talking to him. I had somehow virtually run into
him in an online chat room where we were all betting on a match in the Alpha Gen X games, and then
we somehow got into a debate. He ended up being right, but it was his cocky ‘I told you so love’ that
really hit something inside.
LuciferessX: Moving today, remember?
Reign707: Oh shoot, yeah, you were saying. How’s the new place?
It’s kinda cute how he didn’t really say fuck or shit.
LuciferessX: It’s nice, secluded, in the middle of nowhere. A little cottage in the middle of the woods.
Reign707: Did you know the big bad wolf comes after the little girl in the woods?
LuciferessX: Oh baby, I AM the big bad wolf.
Reign707: Oh yeah, with that tiny body of yours?
I roll my eyes. I may not have shown him my face, not wanting him to somehow recognise me as being
the Alpha King’s daughter, but he had seen an image of me posing on a bike with a helmet on, and a
couple other half-shots.
LuciferessX: This girl’s got claws and teeth, and I’m not afraid to use both.
If only he knew how dangerous I can be…
Reign707: Who says I don’t enjoy some pain? Maybe I wouldn’t mind you tearing my clothes off with
those claws.
Is it possible for my heart to palpitate over a couple of sentences? When we met, I knew he was going
through a rough patch in a relationship. He never really mentioned her much, but they had issues.
LuciferessX: Let’s not get ahead of ourselves…
Reign707: I’ll try not to Lol. You owe me a picture, remember? Of your new tattoo?
Oh yeah!
I look down at my right shoulder. I had a tattoo of vines, with small thorns and red roses that spread
from my shoulder down the right side of my breast and to my waist, as well as the full sleeve of my right
arm.
Well, if he wants a picture…
I open my towel and position my tattooed arm over my breasts. Crossing my legs, I raise my phone,
tilting my phone so only my lower stomach all the way to my shoulders could be seen as I turn slightly
to my right, arching my back a little and take a steamy snap.
I look at it. It’s probably the sexiest image I’ve taken of myself to send to someone, and yeah, I’m about
to send it to him.
We’ve been friends… but I don’t know, sometimes I feel there’s something more… Here goes nothing.
LuciferessX: Here you go? What do you think?
I attach the picture and hit send. I feel a twinge of excitement inside, and roll onto my stomach
restlessly, watching the little ‘Seen’ notification pop up under the image. I bite my lip, waiting for his
reply. There’s a pause… a long pause.