IFOM

They called me an abomination. 

A wolf in sheep's clothing.... A witch gone mad.... But the truth was far more complicated.

 I was both, and something more. 

My blood, a potent mixture of witch and werewolf, surged through my veins, a power that terrified and enticed them all. 

Now, caught between two factions will never let each other have peace, I must choose: succumb to being hunted by both Witches and werewolves, or fight for a future where witches and werewolves can coexist because that's the only way I can get what I want; which is to have a world where anyone else like me don't have to always look over their shoulders.

I must achieve that goal, even if it means sacrificing everything, including myself.

Silver And Shadow: Twisted Fate

"You should rest," I tell Jay, gently lowering his hand. "You need to heal."

He tries to protest, but exhaustion is already pulling him under again.

I wait until his breathing evens out before I slip away, needing space to think, to plan.

I find myself in what's left of the eastern reading room, staring out through a gaping hole in the wall at the darkened forest beyond.

The night sky is clear, stars glittering coldly above the canopy.

Somewhere out there, Ephraim is regrouping.

And I'm here, with a wounded mate, in a sanctuary that's barely holding together.

Evelyn finds me there, her footsteps nearly silent on the debris-strewn floor. "The sanctuary isn't safe for you anymore," she says without preamble, coming to stand beside me at the broken wall. "You need to leave by morning."

"And go where?" I ask, not looking at her.

Chapter 24 : My Reckless Jay…