My name is Janie Andrews and I am a human. Sad I can't say the same for my brothers. My role-models, my confidants, my best friends, and my partners-in-crime... Lucas and Logan, twins, and ages 19... if they are still alive, that is. Where are they? I couldn't tell you. What are they? Well, they aren't human, that's for sure... This is an "after my whole freakin life turned upside down" story, after my brothers got sucked into a world we as humans had no knowledge of before, after the act that caused them to leave my life, for good it seemed, and even after 2 years of sitting around, living my life, always wondering what the hell happened to my brothers and best friends. Maybe, someday, I will be able to tell you about those awful events that led up to this day, but, as for now, I am not strong enough. My name is Janie, I'm 17, and this is my story....
I know I'm not worthy of a second chance. I've taken away so many others' second chances. I took their lives in my hands and each time chose mine over theirs.
It didn't matter who they were, if they had family, how old they were. I had a job to do.
If I heard even a whisper, it was over. I had to. I didn't want to, but I had to.
It didn't even matter in the end. She's gone now. I'm all alone.
Somehow, for some reason, a second chance was bestowed on me.
But I don't want it. I can't have it. And he knows it too.
Book 2 to Stray.
-This story has depictions of violence, SA, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion-
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