Waindale

anxiety weighing on me, the fear of seeing his eyes in the brush. That's all I know about the dark thing now, that it is not a thing, but a He. Was the Waindale Academy shirt his? Why is he watc

an and Imogen and Eli. It makes me wonder about

enl

faced with my mother and Grand

d food. "Yeah, sorry. Just have a

toes into my mouth, watch as I

g better with your friends? Have

gain. She's including me more, so I t

Tali's family over for dinner one n

f course. It would be

mirror. For the past few days, ever since Vivian revealed her secret and showed me that fantasies are real, I've been trying to cope with it all. It's hard

ly think about those yellow eyes. I walk over to close them but wonder if he's out there right

over up with my hoodie. The pull in my chest is too strong to igno

ithered away and has been replaced with curiosity. A gentle breeze flows high up in the branches of the trees, bringing a cal

lectric yellow eyes is stood there, unwavering. It's big-bigger than I

I could never be prepared for, but the scent of this wolf and the warmth in my heart takes my worr

wolf moves. "Who are yo

turns a

it

sh until I can't see it anymore. My eyes are glassy, wet and confuse

I eat until I've filled up all that has been emptied. Afterward, I go to bed. I sleep

yes

. I thought y

h onto her. It's been three days since I've last seen her, since she reveal

d y

o people, and I was right, I g

been gone? Did they-

ut from now on. I could have been rejected from the pack. I could be a rogue ri

" I ask with more desper

a long bre

She shakes her head and I say, "I

w h

es and he was there. A giant black wolf, the yellow eyes,

you, if no one can, then you'll have to figure it out you

we wait for her

ough to

form-most of the time he's human like us and he's goin

e doesn't

me. H

to the academy, but Vivian makes it sound like that isn't an option. Last time I was there, I got kicked out, and I

my second day here is the one I take, but there are no worries in my head about seeing something. I f

and falling again and again until the distance calls to me. There's nothing-just inky water that looks unforgiving. My eyes trail along the horizon until they reach the

out at the ocean. One day I want to hike up the

ect my knees, but when I look at my hands, tiny little scrapes flush red until blood dots out. I pick the rocks from my skin and avoid rubbing my han

he says, amused. "Do you remember

I stayed off

s like a litt

or an hour then ultimately decide that it's far too cold for this. My butt has started to ache from the boulder and is missing the comfort of my bed.

ing better. An hour or two into serving, the door chimes and in walks Vivian and h

," I say,

n the other. "We know that you know," Imogen says. "Even th

east we don't have to keep secrets

ow about-" E

But she'll get there. Di

No. I went out, bu

y. Maybe to

keep doing this every night? What if I don't want to? Why can

allowed,"

se of

in my eyes. "Bec

ys just let him

h a little. "We don't real

ant to figure it out then. Why woul

says, "we wish we