Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 114617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
“So the only thing to do,” Badr said, “is to appeal to your better nature.”
My brows shot up my forehead. “My better nature? Is this a joke?”
“You’re going to come clean and turn yourself in all on your own,” Badr continued like I hadn’t spoken. “You’ll be the one to call off your vampire friend, you’ll confess to killing Hall and that lunch lady, and you’ll tell the world the true reason you killed my brother. After that, you’ll happily jump in the deep, dark pit that’s awaiting you.”
I bobbed along, lips pushed out. “Hmm. And let me guess, you’re going to encourage me to do these things by ‘making my life hell’ and ‘turning every day into my worst nightmare.’ Blah, blah, blah,” I blared. “So far you’ve been promising me a lot in that department, and under delivering. Just a peek at what I would’ve had to look forward to our mating/wedding night.”
A muscle in Nyx’s jaw ticced—the only crack in their choreographed routine.
“You’re right,” Orion said. “We have been holding back. My wolf has been holding back, but no more. He’s getting fucking sick of you too.”
“This is your one and only warning,” Badr said. “From now on, none of us are—”
I phased through the door and walked out. Those four really could burn up the patience of a Tibetan monk.
As if I’d let a few sleepless nights and videos on Loop-Garou get in the way of what I came here to do. My plans were bigger than my fates. Bigger than me. Bigger than Wolf Nation. As I told Nia, I got stronger. Now it was time to get even.
And there was nothing Edric, Orion, Nyx, or Badr could do about it.
NO ONE HAD EVER MADE me eat my words so hard or so fast.
“I’ll take untoasted bread and a banana,” I shouted through the kitchen serving window. “Anything!”
The cooks and servers didn’t so much as glance in my direction.
“Hey? Hey, are you listening to me!”
They damn sure were not.
Turned out that Holly didn’t serve me because she liked me. She did it because none of the other staff would.
They wouldn’t serve me. They wouldn’t come near me. They wouldn’t speak to me. They looked at the air around me.
For breakfast, lunch, and dinner for an entire week, I didn’t eat a single thing off a plate.
“Here you go, psycho.” Something hot and wet splatted on my back. “Eat up.”
I knew where this was going. Giving up, I turned away from the window, and phased just as the first wave of thrown food and coffee flew at me.
“What the—! Where’d she go?!”
Silently, I stepped over the mound of eggs, steak, croissants, and milky cereal, and walked out. My wolf snapped, snarled, and growled at me to feed her, and that was my only source of conversation.
Nia had been keeping a healthy distance since the entire school declared war on me. No more sitting with me during mealtimes. No more walking next to me in the hall. I was well and truly on my own.
My fates promised to make my life hell, and sadly for me, they addressed their performance issues. Every day for the last seven days, their torture had been relentless.
Edric blew my windows out every night and shattered any hope of sleep under howling, freezing winds. The first four nights I tried boarding the windows closed, propping furniture against them, sleeping with earplugs, sleeping in the windowless bathroom—everything. None of it worked, and in the end, I was forced to carry my bedding out, and sleep in the woods.
That is what the bastard reduced me to. Waking up under a tree on dew-soaked sheets with the squirrel who decided to share my pillow. Then I got to trudge inside wearing the same clothes I did the day before, because I had to wear my moon clothes at all times, and get the pleasure of the servers refusing to feed me while everyone shouted every disgusting insult that came into their heads.
After, I’d head to class with an empty belly where Orion and Edric would tear away, burn, and destroy all of my homework and assignments. Complaining to the teachers did nothing since all they’d do is shrug and say either prove it was them, or shut up and take the detention.
And then to cap off a perfect day of stumbling around as a failing, starving, sleep-deprived zombie, I got to head out to the field and get attacked, burned, and beat to shit under the guise of playing wolfball.
I’d never admit it was getting to me. My fates would never have the satisfaction but... they were.
I was exhausted, hungry, and watched twenty-four seven. Dagem still made Nia follow me around to subdue my wolf, but the day after Holly died, she introduced me to two new six-foot-tall, buff, thirty-something-year-old shadows.