The Night Wolf novel Chapter 12

Felix walked in when Rowan was halfway through the pancakes stacked up in his plate. He had gone to work out at the gym. He rushed to the table and sat beside Rowan.

"I'm famished!" Felix burst out as he started piling his plate up.

"Shower first," Said Rowan. "You stink."

"We're not at home, it's okay." Said Felix. "As the saying goes, fill your tummy first."

"There is no such saying as that." Said Willow.

"You," Felix pointed at Willow. "Should see this." He took his phone out and showed something to Willow.

"Why are you bringing this back up?"

Rowan craned his neck to see the screen, it had a dress on it?

"What is this?" Asked Rowan.

"It is The dress, which racked everyone down." Said Willow. "It's white and gold without a doubt but apparently some people see it as black and blue."

"What do you mean?" Asked Rowan. "It is black and blue."

"Not you too!" Willow threw her hands in the air. She then turned towards Felix. "Is this supposed to be your explanation?"

"It is."

"Wow." Said Willow. "So you mean to say that Rowan's eyes are like this dress?" Felix nodded. "How is that supposed to explain this? Why don't you just agree that this is a prank?"

Felix sighed and was about to reply but Rowan cut him off.

Sorry Felix, he thought down to his mind. Felix turned his head to Rowan and raised his brow. Mission 156 abort.

This was one of the power of the King of Vampires, Telepathy, since Rowan was still a Prince he could acquire it, but it hasn't wholly developed. He can only talk to one person at a time.

Buffy Egg was what everyone called him. Because he was big and had a bald, shiny head. He always had a whistle hanging on his neck, but Melody couldn't see why he needed it, his voice was already loud enough, to top it off, he would always blow on that darned whistle.

She continued hitting the bag of stiff cotton harder, with everything she had left, which wasn't much.

To make her muscles stronger, they said. But the only thing it was doing was making her arm numb.

Melody dearly missed her mate, Jamie-Ray or JR as he liked to be called. She wanted to curl up beside him on her bed, with a large jug of water on her bedside. Oh water!

Melody could have had left with JR, she wanted to very badly, at least she would have been away from this torture to her body. She wanted to be selfish and take the opportunity but she didn't, that would have been hypocritical of her. JR had asked her to come with him, but she had declined his offer. She didn't want to misuse his power and also she didn't want to do what Triple has been doing all these years.

All these years she had been cursing Triple and her friends who always stepped out since they were close friends with Hunter. They all did, Hunter's friends. Even though this time it was because of their previous Alpha, who was in a very bad health. But she didn't know why Triple and her friends had left with Hunter. Since Hunter was their current Alpha, and JR, their Beta, it was fine for them to leave. But why Triple?

It annoyed Melody to a great extent. Triple wasn't their Luna, not yet. Even if she would be soon, she wasn't the true Luna. No, it was Willow, she was sure almost the whole school knew of it. Even though they denied it, she knew that they know of Willow being Hunter's mate. Their true Luna.

It was pretty obvious, how he had suddenly flipped out and bullied Willow. He never hurt her himself, he couldn't, atleast not physically, but he also never stopped anyone else from hurting her. It was as if he blamed Willow for being his mate, as if he blamed her for being weak. Melody knew that Willow wasn't weak, not until recently, it was as if she was growing weaker everyday. She was aware of the pain Willow felt everytime Hunter was with someone, and it tore her that she could do nothing about it, Hunter was her Alpha at the end of the day. Plenty of nights she was informed by JR of Hunter's whereabouts, she would then rush over to Willow's place, if she could do nothing of the pain then she could atleast be for her though it was of little help.