[Book 1 and 2 INSIDE]
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A School full with secrets. And they can know what it is if they are special.
Werewolves are real. Enemies instead of Friends.
Secrets will discover, things will change in the Future. Everything will have hope in The...
In this chapter it will be showing different POVs in equal there are 6 POVs. List of the POVs: -Ziana's POV -Aaron's POV -Jordan's POV -Shad's POV -Max's POV -Third Person POV
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Ziana
The night that Aaron kissed me keeps spinning in my mind, it was breakfast I was quiet while Max and the others are talking. Me and Jordan doesn't talk to much we were very quiet.
After we finished eating some of them stood up and head out leaving me, and Max. "Z, can you take care cleaning and washing the dishes?" Max said making his way to the door. I nod for agreement and he left the dining room.
My mind keep thinking and keep saying, Ziana you need to reject Aaron his from the Shadow Moon Pack, Our Enemy. And it's true I really need to do it but, I can't he loves me but I just like him. I shake my head and moving all of my thoughts in the back of my mind.
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Jordan
Going back to the dining room were I left my phone, Max said Ziana is still in the dining room, In the day that we are in the Ice cream parlour I was quiet because..
I like her... I like Ziana. I started to like her when we know that we are Divine Champoin. Entering the dining room, I heard something cracked it was coming from the kitchen.
I walk over to the kitchen and saw Ziana's hand dripping blood and saw the floor that has a broken plate. I think she dropped it and sliced her hand.
I ran to her and said. "Ziana, I'll clean this go to the dining room and sit for a minute." Seeing her nod I grab the broom and sweep the broken plate to the trashcan, and ran to Ziana with the first aid kit.
Hearing her hiss in pain I felt sorry to her, rapping her palm in the bandage and looked at her seeing a tear rolled down to her ckeek. I leaned closer and wiped her tear.
