SKYLA.

Music blares from the car radio and I'm enjoying the wind that whips through my hair. I look at thesatnav 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 morphedinto, no longer hidden behind the shield your parents created for you. Freedom is what I saw whenmy 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 happenedbehind me, or so I hope. The past sometimes seems to latch onto me like a damn leech, comingback to haunt me. Coming back to serve as a reminder. One slip up, and I might not be as lucky aslast time. I hate to think what would have happened if mama didn't get there in time. If she hadn'tsaved him... I 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 andmy family. I wish that I didn’t have to resort to this, leaving for the edge of town near MidnightAcademy, 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 cant 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-minutedrive 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 councilbefore he passed away.

Alpha Prescott is an honest man and lives to please my father. He had even offered to allow me tostay in his house and Dad was up for that idea, but I wasn't. I want to stop relying on my father andeveryone 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'rethe daughter of the Lycan King himself.

"What do you think, Malevolent? Do you think we're going to enjoy this place?” I ask, caressing thesilky 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 gother for me, and since then we are inseparable. We could even pass as siblings. I mean, I have blackhair and green eyes too.

She purrs and I replace myself smiling at her. She's totally going to love this place. Pets aren't allowedat the academy after all. Of course, Malevolent always went with me, but she has to stay hidden. Islam my foot on the brake, realising I almost missed my stop, and Malevolent hisses in annoyanceas 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 inmy arms, I get out of the car and stare at the small cottage that sits nestled between the trees. Alow fence surrounds the front, along with some hedges that are rather overgrown. Smiling, I pushopen 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 agreedfor me to live here, alone. Kataleya, my twin, had offered to stay with me, but I know she loves theacademy and spends hours after classes in the library. It isn't fair if she has to come out here whenshe’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 keythey told me would be placed there. “Well, Malevolent, let's see what our new home for senior yearlooks like.”

Unlocking the door, we step inside, and I look around. It's quaint, a little old, but it's clean. The smellof citrus blossoms from cleaning products fills the air, courtesy of the Alpha and Luna I presume. Iwalk through to the kitchen, and the first thing I spot is the card that sits on the table proppedagainst 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 poshaccent.

“Dear Skyla,

Welcome to the Luminaria pack. I hope you like your new accommodations; I have made sure tohave the pantry and fridge stocked. I want to take the chance to invite you to have a family dinnerwith us tomorrow night.

PS: We prepared a room in our house for you too, in case you change your mind. Consider our packand 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 lettingme 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 tobend 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 largebunch 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, staringat the message.

Dad.

“Hey, you arrived? How do you like the place? Prescott called saying he’s invited you tomorrownight 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'sgoing 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 ownthoughts. Smirking, I take my jacket off, tossing it onto the chair, and then head back outside againTime to get unpacking and get settled in!

“All done Malevolent!” I say, dropping onto my bed in nothing but a towel since I had justshowered. 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 fromMama. 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 atthe 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 runinto 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 youso 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 asbeing the Alpha King's daughter, but he had seen an image of me posing on a bike with a helmeton, 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 offwith those claws.

Is it possible for my heart to palpitate over a couple of sentences? When we met, I knew he wasgoing through a rough patch in a relationship. He never really mentioned her much, but they hadissues.

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 spreadfrom my shoulder down the right side of my breast and to my waist, as well as the full sleeve of myright 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 turnslightly 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'mabout to send it to him.

We've been friends... but I don't know, sometimes I feel there's something more... Here goesnothing.

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 stomachrestlessly, watching the little “Seen’ notification pop up under the image. I bite my lip, waiting for hisreply. There's a pause... a long pause.

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