You can call me Godric.

Formed by ten stars, the constellation named Effie roughly resembles the shape of a dagger. It can be most prominently seen above the western horizon during winter. In an ancient society, this constellation was seen as the representation of the god of freedom, which is why it received the name still used today.

In astrology, this constellation has the sign of the dog, and it is believed that those born under it have great intelligence.

I was named after this constellation to always be free or something like that. I didn't pay much attention to the rest of my mother's explanation, but I suppose it's something cute and sentimental.

Reason for thinking about this? Simple, I'm looking at the starry sky of the pack.

In a rush, I ended up fleeing from the room where there was a bunch of shirtless drunk men causing chaos in a small room. Turns out, I discovered that I don't handle shouting and fighting well, besides finding it a waste of time, so I grabbed my boots and walked out the door, and thanks to that, I now find myself sitting on a rock since I absolutely refuse to lie on the ground where insects can bite me or enter my orifices. It's already too much to be touching my butt to this rock.

I should be afraid, knowing what could be out there in the world, but all the 'supernaturalness' is in my house, and I'm not so far away as to get lost. I just needed to get away from all that shouting that was slowly suffocating me.

As for the outdoors, it's interesting, but I prefer to see the stars from inside my room with my blanket and a pair of binoculars.

I didn't stay alone for long; I could feel someone's presence beside me, their gaze burning into my skin. It was strange, a chill ran down my spine, making me shiver. Perhaps staying out in the cold of Greenfield with just a tank top and sweatpants wasn't such a good idea.

—That one over there is the Cancer constellation,— I pointed out. I've never been able to stay quiet for too long or stay still for too long; watching the stars was a bit beautiful and a bit boring, aside from the paranoia about insects crawling under my skin. I probably was born in the wrong place.

—It's perfect,— I recognized the deep, husky voice that seemed to want to embed itself deeply into people, I suppose the voice is one of the many tactics Vega uses to seduce the girls in the pack.

—It's boring,— I corrected, turning to face him. Godric Vega was staring at me with his dark eyes like ebony that shimmered with the moonlight reflected in his iris. —But,— I looked back at the starry sky. —It's cute what a group of luminous spheres of plasma held together by gravity and the expression of radiation near each other, as seen from Earth, and connected by imaginary lines, form different figures and are distinguished by special names can appear.— I chuckled at my thoughts before turning back to Vega, who still stared at me, but now with a furrowed brow.

I was a curious person; it was natural for me to know these things. However, every time I talked to someone outside of my little nerd group, they looked at me as if I were speaking another language, and maybe I was, at least to them.

—What are you doing here, Vega?— I asked, changing the subject as I looked back at the man beside me. He was undeniably handsome, even with the furrowed brow and confusion on his face. It surprised me that I was noticing such a fact more than once in the same day. He wasn't my type, which consisted of guys who had Dylan O'Brien's appearance, Dylan's hair, Dylan's freckles, or the personality of Stiles, Dylan O'Brien's character.

—You can call me Godric.—

—I like Vega, it rolls off the tongue,— I said, looking back at the sky. I could have been watching porn if Eloic weren't home. —Big Bad Wolf also fits well,— I muttered, lost in my thoughts.

—Sage Sagan,— Eloic growled loudly, completely drawing my attention to him. He was on the porch with the group of wolves, making our tiny wooden house seem even smaller.

Ridiculous.

I rolled my eyes before planting my feet on the ground. I took a candy out of my pocket and pulled Vega's hand, placing the strawberry candy in his palm and closing it.

—As compensation for my brother being a pain,— I smiled at Godric before leaping towards Eloic, who was waiting for me with crossed arms.