Finn
I wish I had never helped them. From the moment we left, I've only been annoyed. My God, what a terrible love show this is. What bad movie did I end up in?
Danny leads the way with his phone as if he is suddenly the Leader. The one who knows everything and is an expert on being Shadow. And Ester runs after him like a tame sheep, and she smiles at everything that guy says. The blush on her cheeks betrays everything, as does the strong flow of energy that has reached even my veins. Any idiot can see those two have a strong bond. In fact, they even seem to adore each other, although they may not realize it yet.
Would Dyre feel this for me too? The thought of her brown hair, brown eyes, and sweet freckles – which give her face a cheerful and casual look – makes my stomach cringe. And not in a positive way.
How sad she looked when I explained to her that I needed time. Time to think. To observe my own feelings. Only to come to the conclusion that I don't feel anything for her. Not that way. That will never happen again. Never again. That bitch of an Andrea took care of that.
From now on, no one will ever be allowed to enter my heart again. When that happens, you will only be hurt and disappointed by people you thought you knew. Maybe that is why I'm trying to protect Ester from Danny's presence. They may think that there's nothing special going on – that they're just friends –, but I'm not crazy. I see how they look at each other, react to each other, interact as if they are best friends. Buddies forever. The most beautiful feeling there is.
Look, it's really not that I don't award Ester love. She can fall in love with whoever she wants. But why, out of all the boys in the world she can get, why does she pick the one I detest the most? The one who turned everything upside down by coming here?
She seems blinded. But that's no wonder. He still hasn't told her who he really is. And I'm not going to do it for him. He can do that himself, at a time when it doesn't suit them both. Oh, I hope so.
I try to picture Ester getting angry, Ester starting to cry, furiously telling him she never wants to see him again. And the image of Danny dripping with bowed head and leaving our pack for good.
I can't help the image that makes me smile with joy and excitement. And maybe a little hate too.
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Wolves (English)
FantasyEster Andersson is a very ordinary sixteen-year-old girl. At least, that's what her family has always told her. When she goes into the woods on a rainy day, she finds an injured wolf. She decides to take the animal home to take care of her. There sh...
