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No | 2025-03-03 12:57 | active | 2774 | 0 | Nurses! It IS possible to retire early, but if you find yourself stuck on how to set yourself up for an early retirement, then keep watching! Hey, I’m April—a former nurse who understands exactly what it’s like to work long, exhausting shifts while feeling unsure about how to build wealth for the future. 💭 Imagine this: ✔️ Enjoying your hard-earned money without guilt ✔️ Investing smartly—without sacrificing your lifestyle ✔️ Retiring years earlier than you thought possible But let’s be real—if you’re only saving money, you’re missing out on millions in potential wealth. 💰 It’s not about how much you make, it’s about what you do with it. Take Sarah—she was making six figures, but her money was just sitting in a savings account. After following my simple Nurse Money Dating process, she’s now on track to retire 10 years early with over $2M saved. I get it—between crazy shifts and patient care, learning how to invest feels overwhelming. That’s why I created an Early Retirement Blueprint designed strictly for nurses to help them: ✅ Invest without overcomplicating things ✅ Build real wealth without working more shifts ✅ Spend their money guilt-free while still securing their future But this isn’t for everyone. It’s for nurses who: 🔹 Make at least $100K per year 🔹 Want to take control of their financial future 🔹 Are ready to make their money work as hard as they do 💬 If that’s you, DM me “NURSE” and I’ll share the exact strategy helping nurses build wealth without burnout. | LEARN_MORE | https://www.instagram.com/ | nursemoneydate | https://www.facebook.com/nursemoneydate/ | 38 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | www.instagram.com | VIDEO | https://www.instagram.com/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481470523_651339220641669_5327005939197280943_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xKt_sm5kKgsQ7kNvgG5agsO&_nc_oc=AdjSEVKhi0AcLrlsjQ-ZjErwqnWpA4VsmpuvhuCxNcjyviVHeay1rrWwDLdXFSyO4B1nZdU-acCOZz7PzpCBnWx0&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ARbT8vTWfna8VUR558HJplM&oh=00_AYBEt86PrmoCAIylhqtdsOj2EAFp9H37tay0E1H7XQTMiA&oe=67CBE134 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | nursemoneydate | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Music Lovers Rejoice! | Experience a symphony performance for the ages! Plan to attend the Masterworks Concert II at The Capitol in Downtown Greater Burlington on March 8! | LEARN_MORE | https://seiso.us/ | Visit Burlington Iowa | https://www.facebook.com/visitburlingtoniowa/ | 9,666 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | seiso.us | IMAGE | Our Premier Regional Orchestra. Ottumwa | Mt. Pleasant | Burlington | https://seiso.us/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481356671_4051510115167675_5139383957620089644_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=e9t1DRQtYosQ7kNvgGlwed1&_nc_oc=AdiNf686Afjm2sRY3aPlRNPlJaK16b3bbNEvZYhzUjJyZ0ACFU6mECdy9D6rInO8F_5LFFmg22FYfFzFcfvNsNDt&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AiqMP5JNOBsis00kstiltD5&oh=00_AYBeq0x8K5aIGxPcLilMVhl3vbSpG1Mlbr8BnrrpqW0CSw&oe=67CBE1C5 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Visit Burlington Iowa | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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A True Driver’s Environment. | Pure Sophistication. | SHOP_NOW | https://www.bmw.sunmotorcars.com/new-inventory/ind | Sun Motor Cars BMW | https://www.facebook.com/SunMotorCarsBMW/ | 15,191 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop Now | 0 | bmw.sunmotorcars.com | CAROUSEL | Pure Sophistication. | https://www.bmw.sunmotorcars.com/new-inventory/index.htm?superModel=5%20Series | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481190842_1035035288460223_1390721303478061012_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dHTg5eXFHlUQ7kNvgEObnXb&_nc_oc=AdiGdo-yQxekJJtgqfyIX1u6hpNaYVwmxymQwzmSSiuw-AGqtDrm5tXmSvuHRwutTsU42JUuXwi2FuNiP7CytKsS&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AFMg2znTYHEymyRGeaTWb8e&oh=00_AYBnP40jI7mjr3KNnhfKELAxigXwFuQ0pwcHLH6ecOlCbA&oe=67CBE459 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Sun Motor Cars BMW | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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March Mobile Monday | Place a Mobile Drive-Thru Order any Monday in March between 9:00AM-10:00AM Receive a Free Original Chicken Biscuit in your bag! Offer valid on Mobile Drive-Thru Orders Only. 1 Free Original Chicken Biscuit per Mobile Drive-Thru Order Only at Chick-fil-A Escondido. | EVENT_RSVP | https://www.facebook.com/events/618796864262801/ | Chick-fil-A Escondido | https://www.facebook.com/ChickfilaEscondido/ | 2,701 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | INTERESTED | 0 | March Mobile Monday | EVENT | Place a Mobile Drive-Thru Order any Monday in March between 9:00AM-10:00AM Receive a Free Original Chicken Biscuit in your bag! Offer valid on Mobile Drive-Thru Orders Only. 1 Free Original Chicken Biscuit per Mobile Drive-Thru Order Only at Chick-fil-A Escondido. | https://www.facebook.com/events/618796864262801/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481972268_1355679675883039_8366929679150332552_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=4_b2Oy8c6k4Q7kNvgHQ4os4&_nc_oc=AdgtpTYHv0wb29wSdoSZRxSbtaJu5gL-vVmfuxV-RcBUYRbovMzncxsrPiMdrSPfVbD09RsMxRuZO0Wr1dM51EOv&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AjdgRfd5E79jAfSNAjTNZ-T&oh=00_AYA9mqKQD6wlfsDqC7m1H2C2mduxNQqEGCKaF6n9mXV6GA&oe=67CBDA07 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Chick-fil-A Escondido | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Escribeme | 🎨 Aprende a Aplicar Henna en Cejas como una Profesional 💕 Si quieres aprender algo nuevo, arrancar tu propio negocio o mejorar lo que ya sabes, este recurso es tu mejor aliado. 🤩 💡 Lo diseñé para que cualquier persona, sin importar su nivel, pueda entenderlo y aplicarlo fácil y rápido, sin complicaciones ni tecnicismos. 🔸 ¿Eres principiante? ¡Bienvenida! 🫶🏻 🔸 ¿Ya tienes experiencia? Vamos a perfeccionar lo que ya dominas. 😎 ✨ ¿Qué aprenderás en esta guía? ✨ ✅ Paso a paso para la aplicación perfecta de henna ✅ Cómo elegir el tono ideal según cada tipo de piel ✅ Técnicas para lograr mayor fijación y duración ✅ Secretos para un diseño impecable y natural 🎁 BONOS EXCLUSIVOS: 📒 Plantillas de práctica para perfeccionar tu técnica 🖥️ 2 videos exclusivos sobre diseño de cejas y marcaciones según la estructura del rostro 📲 Acceso a mi canal privado de Telegram con apoyo directo y tips extra. | WHATSAPP_MESSAGE | https://api.whatsapp.com/send | Academia de diseño y Perfilado de Cejas | https://www.facebook.com/61572524520978/ | 5 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Send WhatsApp message | 0 | IMAGE | WhatsApp Messenger: More than 2 billion people in over 180 countries use WhatsApp to stay in touch with friends and family, anytime and anywhere. WhatsApp is free and offers simple, secure, reliable messaging and calling, available on phones all over the world. | https://api.whatsapp.com/send | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481456877_9663847676972342_305278946854870828_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=R1Sl3zwImY4Q7kNvgEh6vax&_nc_oc=Adj0D5OBWh2RAyNPFOUJM_9U5Fh-nXXkT1qsHlvOOEZFlqq37h3_AZjLko19_TVKmKYzEYCSlNRkydJap79tAfcF&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A7g5012do0UvJreUwHmWsqm&oh=00_AYDn1BFWFTVlZ6D-2Ietvryq6c3YK5d9P6_wNYuXFQfJUQ&oe=67CBBB06 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Academia de diseño y Perfilado de Cejas | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Read next chapter👉 | She dreamed of marrying the man of her fantasies--a hero strong enough to shield her from danger and protect her from predators. But on the day she was cast into the unforgiving depths of the kingdom's dungeon, it was the Beast King who held her in his arms. "At last, I have you in my arms, my mate!" he declared. ===== UREKAI: In the days of old, the Urekai stood out as the strongest and most powerful beings in the world. The ancient tongue called them 'fearsome beasts' for: Like werewolves, they could transform into beasts. Like vampires, they consumed bl**d. And walked among humans with no one the wiser. The ageless, peaceful, selfless beings preferred to keep to themselves. Despite being feared and distrusted, they never responded with aggression. They granted passage to any species wishing to enter their lands beyond the great mountain and welcomed everyone. But five centuries ago, an unexpected species attacked the Urekais during their one night of weakness. The humans. While protecting his people, Grand King Daemonikai lost control of his mind, going feral. Becoming a danger to the same people whom he had given everything to protect. Although it seemed impossible, the Urekais managed to capture their king's beast form, imprisoning him in a secure cage, ensuring he could never escape. But, consumed by hatred for humans, the Urekai plunged themselves into darkness. Becoming the fearsome beasts others had always feared them to be. Wearing their monstrosity with pride. HUMANS: After invading the Urekais, a mysterious virus outbreak struck. No one knew where it came from, but many speculated their attack on the Urekais brought it on. While most males eventually recovered after a long struggle, the virus proved fatal for the majority of females. Survivors rarely gave birth to female children. Those left or born became scarce and sought-after commodities. In many kingdoms, greedy fathers sold their daughters to breeding houses. Some were forced into pleasure houses, existing solely for men's enjoyment. Some faced terrible abuse in exchange for protection. Even the wealthy and the privileged could not guarantee the safety of the females in their lives, as the mere sight of a female--be it an infant, a young girl, or an elderly woman--drew unwanted attention. Female children faced constant danger. They are not safe in the society. *** PROLOGUE HUMAN LAND: THE KINGDOM OF NAVIA. "It's a g-girl, your highness," Prince Garret froze. As he turned, looking at the palace healer, his hands resting on his exhausted wife's body, shook uncontrollably. He had secretly arranged the delivery months ago, and now they were hidden in one of the underground rooms in the palace, where his beloved wife, Pandora, was giving birth. "What did you just say to me?" Prince Garret hoped he heard wrong. Perhaps it had been a mistake. Please, gods, let it be a mistake! But the pity in the older man's face couldn't be disguised. The palace healer turned the little bundle. "The baby is a girl." Terror crossed Pandora's face as she adjusted herself to get a closer look at her baby. "No. Oh, the gods, please no..." She shook her head vigorously fresh tears gathering in her eyes. Tears welled in the healer's eyes. "I'm so sorry, your highness." "No!!!" Pandora cried out burying her face into her husband's waiting arms, sobs after sobs ripping from her throat. Garret felt numb as he held his wife. His first daughter, Aekeira, wasn't even four yet, and the king was already negotiating with the kingdom of Cavar to sell her to the highest bidder. Because, apparently, Navia 'could use more funds.' King Orestus might be Garret's brother, but he was a tyrant, and his word was law. Now, another girl child? Two daughters? Tears filled Garrett's eyes as he looked upon the crying bundle wiggling around in healer's arms. The world was not safe for either of his daughters. "I'll raise her like a boy," Pandora declared suddenly. The healer's eyes widened. "Are you suggesting we keep her identity a secret?" "Yes," Pandora affirmed, her resolve strengthening. "This child will never be seen as a girl. No one will ever find out!" "B-but, it's impossible to hide something like this, your majesty." The healer panicked. "The king will order our execution!" "Then, we take the secret to our grave." Pandora's voice was fierce. "I was unable to protect my first daughter, but by the Light-gods, I will protect my second." Too dangerous, but Garret was all for it too. This was their best chance to keep their daughter safe, and they would take it. "As far as we are concerned, the child I bore today was a male." Pandora looked at the baby. "His name is Emeriel. Emeriel Galilea Evenstone." Emeriel. It's a neutral name, and also means 'Sky's Protection' in the old tongue. Garret liked it. Fitting too, for their daughter would need all the luck and protection in the world. "I agree," Garret spoke aloud. With the plan fully in his mind, Garret swore the two other men in the room to secrecy. ********* That night, Garrett and his wife, stood by the baby's small cradle, watching their newborn sleep. Across the room, their three-year-old daughter, Aekeira, lay curled under a blanket, her tiny chest rising and falling in peaceful rhythm. "In all my years on this earth, I've never seen anyone bear two female children, Garrett," Pandora whispered, voice cracking. She glanced up at him, eyes glistening with tears. "I don't know what this means for us... or for them." Garrett placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Maybe it means they have a great destiny to fulfill." "Or a great sorrow in their future," Pandora's eyes drifted to their eldest, worriedly. "I'm so scared for them. How could something like this happen?" Perhaps you've been touched by the gods, my darling," Garrett said in comfort. "I really doubt that. Why me? Why us?" He had no answer to that. "If that's true," Pandora sniffled, brushing her fingers over the baby's soft cheek, "may that god always protect my babies. We won't always be here to do that." Garrett pulled his wife into his arms, holding her close, fighting to hide his own worry. Because, she was right. What were the odds of a couple in these times bearing not just one, but two daughters? None. Absolutely none. As he gazed at their sleeping children, prayer rose in his heart. Whatever god you are, please... protect our angels. Chapter 2 THE PRINCESS IN A 'PRINCE' DISGUISE Twenty-one Years Later PRINCE EMERIEL. "He's so pretty," a voice murmured. "It's the feminine prince," another one said. The third man had l*st in his eyes. "No man should have hair that gorgeous." Prince Emeriel ignored them all as he moved from the palace grounds into the building, head held high. Just because he was used to the unwanted attention, didn't mean it didn't make his skin crawl. He might have lived as a boy all his life, but it didn't exactly keep him all that safe. Men of Navia would stick their ph**llus in anything with a h*le, especially if it looked remotely feminine. But Emeriel's senses were always on high alert. Which is why he was probably the only twenty-one-year-old vi**in in Navia. That, and his sister, Princess Aekeira, always did everything in her power to protect him. To make sure his secrets remained tightly hidden. A carriage accident had taken their parents fifteen years ago, and King Orestus had adopted them. That tyrant made life a living hell for them. Emeriel entered the hallway to Aekeira's chambers when he heard it. Whimpers. Soft, pain-filled whimpers. That sound was coming from… Rage surged through Emeriel. Not this again! Determined, he stormed down the hall, and shoved the door open, unsheathing his s*ord. "Get away from my sister right this instant, Lord Murphy, or I swear to the sky I will cut you down where you stand!" Emeriel snarled. The minister of human affairs's face twisted with irritation, and he stopped thrusting. "Go away, little prince. You're ruining the fun." Emeriel hated the jab 'little prince,' but surely not as much as he hated being called a 'slight prince.' Over the years, Navians had given him a lot of names thanks to his small and feminine look. "Get away from her right now!" Emeriel strode purposefully toward the b*d, seizing hold of Lord Murphy and pushing him away from Aekeira. With a satisfying thud, the old oaf tumbled to the floor. Aekeira rose from the b*d, clutching her vulnerable body, her face red from crying, eyes tired and swollen. Emeriel pulled his sister into his arms, hugging her tightly. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Keira." "It was not your fault." "Why the hell would you do that!?" Lord Murphy rose angrily. "I won Princess Aekeira fair and square in the card game at the gathering last night. The king wagered with her and lost to me! I was supposed to have her for two hours at least!" Emeriel's eyes blazed as he whirled around, facing him. "If you put your hands on her again, I swear to the sky I will cut off your m*le or*an, Lord Murphy." "You will not dare!" "I'll gladly take whatever punishment the king gives," he stated with conviction, "but you will be without your manhood. Choose wisely." Lord Murphy's eyes widened, his hands flying protectively over his cr**ch, face reddening in anger. "The king will hear of this!" The minister snarled. Taking his clothes, he marched out of the room. "Oh, Em, why did you do that?" Aekeira's eyes filled with worry. "The king might punish you with the hot whip again." "I do not care. Let us go to my room." Putting his s*ord away, Emeriel could not even look his sister in the eyes, dangerously close to tears himself. Helping Aekeira into her clothes, he led her out, and down the hallway. That age-old guilt crept down Emeriel's spine. Aekeira always protected Emeriel, even when it made her the sole target. His sister never hated him, but Emeriel hated himself for it. Aekeira was always bubbly and always happy. But in times like this, when her body was vi**ated, she mostly looked tired then. Weary of the world. Worried about the next aristocrat the king would hand her over to. Much later, freshened up, Aekeira laid on the bed, closing her eyes. "Em? My worst nightmare when I was younger was thinking I would be sold to an aristocrat in Cavar, but now, I almost wish that heartless king went ahead with it, instead of changing his mind," Aekeira whispered. "Please, don't say that." Emeriel held her hand. "That kingdom is a horror play. Anywhere is better than Cavar, sister. Well, except beyond the great mountain, of course." Just the thought made Emeriel shiver. The Urekai dwelled beyond those mountains. "Sometimes I wish I could leave this godforsaken kingdom." A single tear slipped from Aekeira's eyes. Me too, Keira. Me too. ****** That night, after bathing, Emeriel stood before the mirror, staring at his reflection. His long, silken black hair fell over his shoulders, cascading like a waterfall. With his hair down like this, he looked like what he truly was. A girl. What would it feel like to live freely, like the person the mirror reflected? To not live in fear of the next man who might seek to take advantage of him, like they do his sister? Emeriel fantasized about marrying the man of his dreams. A protector. Someone powerful enough to keep him safe, shield him from predators, and sweep him off his feet with immense strength and love. All delusion. But a sweet one, nonetheless. Reality was far too ugly. Shaking it off, he crawled into bed and closed his eyes, letting sleep take him. . . The dream began as it always did. The man filled the doorway, hidden in the shadows. He was big, larger and more masculine than any man Emeriel had ever seen. Tall like a giant, he made Emeriel feel small, like a cornered prey. "Who are you?" Emeriel's drowsy voice came out shaky, filled with fear. "What do you want from me?" "You are mine," he said, voice deep as rolling thunder. "Meant to be on your knees for me. On your back. To be f**ked you so hard your legs quake. You were meant to beg for me all the time. Only mine." Emeriel's face burned with shock. So scandalized, he scrambled upright. "Y-you shouldn't say such improper things to me! It's wrong!" But the mysterious man stepped into Emeriel's bedroom, emerging from the shadows. As he did, his body shifted into a...beast. The most terrifying Emeriel had ever seen. A Urekai. "Oh gods, oh gods," Emeriel's breath hitched in terror, panic setting in. Of all the shapeshifters in the world, why a UREKAI!? He advanced with purpose. Its glowing yellow eyes bore into Emeriel, filled with hunger. Shaking his head fiercely, Emeriel scrambled backward. "No, no, no! Leave me alone!" he shouted, "Guards! Someone, help!" But no one came. The beast leapt onto the bed, got on top of Emeriel, trapping him under. Claws tore through his clothing, Emeriel's vulnerable female body was exposed to its yellow eyes. His powerful thighs forced Emeriel's apart...! Emeriel jolted awake with a scream. Body shaking and drenched in sweat, he glanced around the dark, empty room. "It was just a dream," he whispered, trembling. "Thank the gods. Just a dream." The same dream again. He'd had this dream for months now. He swallowed hard, running a shaky hand through his hair. "Why do I keep having such a scary nightmare?" It terrified Emeriel a lot. A Urekai? No one in this world prayed to meet a Urekai in their lifetime. Certainly not Emeriel. Yet, even with all the terror inside, the hotness of the dream lingered in his body. His feminine core felt different. W*t. What does this mean? Chapter 3 UREKAI Stepping outside the next morning, two warriors stopped before Emeriel. "The king summons you, my prince," One of them said. "Your presence is needed in the courtroom." Sh*t. That foolish minister wasted no time ratting on him. Emeriel let the way to court. It's just whipping, he will be fine. But, as he walked down the hall towards the door, it was eerily quiet. Something was wrong. The court was always noisy from the outside. Mutterings, murmurs, arguments were always expected. His worry deepened when the door opened, and all eyes didn't turn to gaze at him condescendingly. Instead, everyone's eyes were fixed at the center of the king's court. Emeriel's eyes followed theirs. Two men dressed in all-white apparel robes, with long, straight, waist-length black hair stood, appearing harmless. But a longer glance had Emeriel noticing muscles barely concealed under their robes, their slightly tipped ears, and their incredibly unnaturally handsome faces that were completely unreadable. He froze. Urekai. These ones looked expensive and aristocratic. Emeriel's throat went dry. No one prays to meet a Urekai face-to-face. "What do you say, King Orestus?" the Urekai with the long scar running from his cheek spoke. He looked the most intimidating. "No, this cannot happen," King Orestus protested, looking terrified, and doing a poor job of hiding it. The frown on Scarred Urekai's face deepened. Clearly, this was a being that did not take no for an answer. "You are mistaken if you think we are giving you a choice, human king," he said, taking a threatening step forward. The ministers of the court gasped, shrinking back into their seats. "Easy, Lord Vladya," the other Urekai spoke, his voice gentler. Imploring rather than commanding. The scarred Urekai, Lord Vladya, gave the king a hard look that would make any man tremble. "It is the least you can do, human king. Give us the princess, and we will leave quietly." "We are ready to pay for her," the other Urekai added, reaching into his robe and withdrawing a large bag of coins. Fear receded. The king's ears perked up with interest. "Money?" "Not just money, there are gold coins too," The non-scarred Urekai said. Everyone gasped, including Emeriel. Gold coins were rare and highly valuable. The Urekai continued, "All you have to do is hand the princess over, and this bag is yours." Wait… Princess? They couldn't possibly mean... The grand entrance opened again as two guards led Aekeira into the court. No, no, no, not my sister. Emeriel moved forward, but the guards who had escorted him stopped his movement. He bit his lip hard, trying not to draw attention to himself, but it was incredibly difficult. Surely, this couldn't be what he thought it was. It had to be a dream. There was no way the Urekai were here to buy his sister as a slave...! The two guards leading Aekeira to the center of the court, stopped a few feet from the Urekais. The terror on Aekeira's face mirrored Emeriel's feelings. "So, let me get this straight," King Orestus began, "All I need to do is sell her to you, and all this money is mine? There are no other conditions? Nothing else?" "Yes," the non-scarred Urekai responded. Lord Vladya moved forward, closing the distance between him and Aekeira, who was visibly shaking now. Cupping Aekeira's cheek tilting her head to the side to get a better look. He appeared utterly disgusted. "She'll do." King Orestus picked up his gavel and struck it hard on his desk. "Sold! From this moment on, Princess Aekeira belongs to the Urekais." "WHAT!?" The shout escaped Emeriel's lips before he could stop it. He ran toward the center of the courtroom and fell to his knees. "Please don't sell my sister to them. Not to the Urekais! Please, Your Majesty." The king gave him a bored look. "It's out of my hands now, Emeriel." It's out of his… Emeriel couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You can't let this happen. She's your niece too! How could you do this!?" He wasn't proud his voice turned the high-pitch of a girl's, as he practically screamed. But he didn't care. "You know a fate worse than death awaits her beyond the great mountain! How could you agree to sell her to them?" "As if he has a choice," Lord Vladya scoffed, his deep baritone filled with cynicism. Emeriel whirled around to face them, anger blanketing his features. But as he stared into those intimidating gray eyes, he couldn't bring himself to give in to his rage. He had read in one of the books that an Urekai had the power to take a life without physical contact. It might just be a rumor, but with his sister's life on the line, he had no intention of testing that theory. "I will go too. Where Aekeira goes, I go," Emeriel said, lifting his chin defiantly. Aekeira snapped her head toward Emeriel, her eyes widened in terror. "No! What are you doing, Em?" "I'm going with you," Emeriel stated firmly. Lord Vladya arched a perfectly shaped brow. "No. We have no need for you; we only need your sister." Emeriel stood. "I don't care. Take me too. If you leave me here, I will always try to come to her. I will cross the great mountains if I have to!" Lord Vladya laughed. There was no humor in the cold sound. "Without the rite of passage, the great mountain will swallow you whole. You'll never make it to the other side." "I'll take my chances," Emeriel vowed. "No! My brother is not coming," Aekeira interjected, before turning pleading eyes to Emeriel. "Don't do this, Em. I'm already doomed. I don't want you to face the same fate!" "If you come with us, you will be taken as our slave." Lord Vladya stated, pinning Emeriel with a stare. "Urekai do not care if you're male or female; you will serve in any way your master wants you. Whether it's in the mines or the cellar, on your back, bent over, or on your knees. If you agree to be our slave too, your freewill ends today." A shiver ran through Emeriel's spine. "Do you know what it means to be an Urekai's slave, little human? You're a pretty boy; you will not lack masters to service." Fear seeped through his core. If everything he had heard growing up and read in books were true, being an Urekai's slave was worse than being a human's slave. And my dreams... I should be running in a different direction...! But he steeled his spine. "Where my sister goes, I go." "We did not agree to get two slaves," the second Urekai said. "That is settled then," Lord Vladya continued as if he never spoke. Reaching into his robe, the scarred Urekai pulled out another bag of coins, throwing both on the floor towards the king. "We will take both." "Sold!" King Orestus banged his gavel again. Chapter 4 SOLD TO THE UREKAI Aekeira cried for over an hour after they left the courtroom. At first, she had been angry, shouting at Emeriel about his foolish decision. And then, she broke down, crying as if her heart had been shattered. Now, they were left alone in a tiny room on the boat. Emeriel remained quiet throughout his sister's breakdown, the weight of his decision finally sinking in. By the Light-gods, he was now a slave. Lower than a lo*born. Lower than a carpet servant. And not just any slave, but a Urekai slave. Or many Urekai, Emeriel had no idea yet. He would serve those heartless, ruthless beings who despised humans. "You're a pretty boy; you will not lack masters to service." A shiver coursed down Emeriel's spine. They were going to vi**late his body. What he had always dreamed of would finally coming true. Only now, it wouldn't be just one beast, it would be many. As many as his master wanted. Emeriel swallowed the bile rising in his throat. His breath seized as panic set in. "Breathe, Em. Come on," Aekeira appeared by his side, rubbing his back. "In... and out... come on, Em." Aekeira's voice was gentle, soothing, giving Emeriel no choice but to follow its sound. Aekeira continued rubbing his back. "Good girl. That's my girl." Two Urekai came in and forced them to take an unknown pill. Surely they hadn't paid all that money just to k*ll them before they even became slaves, right? Emeriel thought as she swallowed it. Minutes later, they both dropped unconscious on the floor. • Much later, Emeriel woke to the bumping ride of the carriage. His head woozy, his senses disoriented as he blinked several times to adjust his vision. They had been forced to take a pill. Rising, he walked to the carriage's wooden window and pushed it open. A gasp left him. They are in Urekai land. Emeriel could see dozens of them. But what had his jaw on the floor was the humans. There were plenty in sight. Many females nearly matching the number of males. Everyone knew the Urekais had acquired and held numerous humans captive after the war, but the sheer number he could see surpassed his expectations. And they were all slaves. Some were working in the fields, their weary bodies bent under the weight of their labor. Some were hauling heavy loads, their muscles straining with each step, under the watchful eyes of Urekai's. Some Urekais held whips, while some held s*ords. The sight turned Emeriel's stomach, making him sick. Is this to be our life now? Aekeira's gr**n of wakefulness echoed behind him and Emeriel quickly turned to his sister, concern etched on his face. "Are you alright, Kiera?" he asked, his voice hushed. Aekeira nodded, rubbing her eyes. "Where are we?" she asked, eyes scanning their surroundings. Their kingdom, Urai," Emeriel whispered, keeping his voice down so the carriage master would not overhear. Together, they took in the huge fortress in front of them. The carriage was headed straight for it. "This place looks highly luxurious," Aekeira said. Emeriel nodded. As royalty, they were well-acquainted with luxury, but this was on an entirely different scale. Which begged the question... Who exactly were the males who had purchased them? And if they weren't his and his sister's masters, then who was...? ******* They were brought into an empty room after passing numerous chambers and passages. "This shall be your quarters for now," a soldier announced. The room was surprisingly spacious and tastefully decorated. Not long after the soldiers left, the sound of approaching footsteps reached their ears, growing closer with each passing moment. The door swung open, and an older human woman marched in. Accompanied by a younger human woman and three Urekai males. The older woman's gaze landed on Emeriel, and she did a double take. "You are one remarkably handsome male. I have seen a lot of pretty males in my time, but even I can hardly think of one who is half as pretty as you." Feeling uneasy, Emeriel took a step back, finding solace behind Aekeira, who spread her arms protectively to shield him from prying eyes. "Well, it's a shame you're not the one we came for," the woman said dismissively, turning away. "Prepare her, boys. Amie, get the bath ready." The three males closed in on Aekeira, beginning to undress her. Their hands removed her clothes, while another tended to her hair, undoing the knots. "What are you doing?" Emeriel asked, concerned. "Getting her ready for what is to come." The older woman didn't bother to look at him. "You can either stay or leave. I care not. But if you disturb me, I will have you reported to the soldiers and thrown into the dungeon." Numerous questions swirled in Emeriel's mind, but a shake of Aekeira's head silenced him. He watched helplessly as they undressed her, with the younger girl, Amie, preparing a large tub filled with water. Eventually, Emeriel decided to step out and explore, wandering the halls aimlessly. He followed one to a secluded passage that appeared hidden from casual glances. Voices echoed in the distance, so he moved closer towards them. "What shall we do with the boy? He was not part of the plan," one voice said. "I do not care, Lord Ottai. Perhaps we will think of something later." Lord Vladya's voice came. "For now, let us focus on the girl. The bad weather delayed our journey, I had expected us to return yesterday." His voice, chilling and authoritative, Lord Vladya added. "Time is running short; she must be in the forbidden chambers tonight." Forbidden chambers? Emeriel didn't like the sound of that at all. "Calm yourself, Vladya. That young girl cannot handle the beast," Lord Ottai added. "I do not care. They have made their b*ds, and they shall lie in them," Vladya said defiantly. A heavy sigh followed. "It would be heartless to send that girl in to service the beast without any inkling of what to expect. I know you have no love for humans, and frankly, neither do I, but we can surely do better than that," Lord Ottai reasoned. "Do as you wish, Ottai. Tell them everything or tell them nothing. I care not," Vladya stated. "Whether she lives or dies, I care not either. I shall throw in the pretty little prince next, and if he perishes too, I shall be on the next carriage to the next human kingdom to select another princess for him. That is the only aspect of this that concerns me." A silence fell after their exchange, leaving Emeriel's mind racing with fear and disbelief. Service the beast? Die? Chapter 5 YOUR PURPOSE HERE Emeriel was horrified. I must rescue Aekeira! We need to escape! "I know you are there, pretty prince. I can smell you," Lord Vladya's voice rang out. Emeriel gasped, frozen in place as Lord Vladya's imposing figure emerged from the door. Instinctively, Emeriel took a step back. Then another. Lord Vladya smirked. "I would advise against whatever thoughts are brewing in that little head of yours. You have no inkling of where you are, do you?" Emeriel could only discern they were in the tallest, most fortified fortress he had ever seen. He shook his head, his fear palpable. "You are in Ravenshadow," Lord Ottai said, coming up behind the scarred Lord. Ravenshadow? The Ravenshadow!? No, by the Light, this cannot be happening. "R-Ravenshadow Citadel? The home of the f-four grand rulers of the Urekais. The Whispering Abyss of great power?" Emeriel blurted out, unable to contain his terror any longer. Lord Ottai snorted. "That is what humans call it. We do not. But yes, you are correct. You are in the Ravenshadow Citadel, Prince Emeriel." "You do not need me to inform you that this is the most secure place in Urai, with vast lands in which you could get lost in if you attempt to escape." Lord Vladya smirked. "A vortex that would swallow you, never to be seen again. There is no escape from Ravenshadow." Emeriel heard their words, but his mind was consumed by a far greater fear. "The four grand rulers of the Urekais reside here?" Emeriel mused, dreadfully. "They do." Lord Ottai sounded mildly amused, drawing Emeriel's attention. Emeriel had no idea he'd said that out loud. Inching closer to Lord Ottai-He seemed the less intimidating and a preferable choice in that moment-Emeriel threw weary glances at the scarred lord. "I have heard rumors about Urekai." "What exactly did you hear?" Lord Ottai asked. "They are said to be deadly, unpredictable and almost feral in their actions." " Emeriel listed off on his fingers as he rambled. "Their mating habits are said to be as brutal as their killings, and while they have bl**dhosts, they prefer to drain humans' bl**d. And, after their king ran wild, they-" "Terrific. Just what I needed to hear," Lord Vladya added in a dry tone. Lord Ottai, still somewhat amused, spoke up, "I will leave the briefing to Lord Vladya. I need to attend to the council." What!? Please do not leave me with him! Emeriel almost shouted. But he bit his lips hard, restraining himself. Lord Vladya, however, did not hold back. "Think again, Lord Ottai. There is no way I will-" "Would you prefer Lord Zaiper handle the briefing then?" Lord Ottai asked quietly. A muscle twitched on Lord Vladya's jaw and he gave Emeriel a hard look, as if actually considering the option. Lord Ottai must have picked up on that, quickly adding, "You know you don't want that to happen. Besides, let us not forget the favor you owe me. Remember that?" Lord Vladya glared at him, and Lord Ottai offered a wolfish smile. "I believe it's time to collect. You do the briefing. Off I go." With that, Lord Ottai strode away, exuding an air of sophistication with every step. Finally, Emeriel and Lord Vladya stood facing each other. "Come." Lord Vladya began walking, and Emeriel fell into step behind him. "Forget whatever rumors may have spread in the human realm. Some may hold a grain of truth, but most are truly bizarre." Lord Vladya looked mildly annoyed. "However, I will not delve into the vast knowledge of our kind, for it is too extensive to cover. Instead, I will share the parts that pertain to your sister's presence here." Emeriel braced himself. "Five hundred years ago, and even before that, my people and humans coexisted peacefully. Grand King Daemonikai made sure of that." Grand King Daemonikai. The mere mention of the name had goosebumps spreading on Emeriel's skin, knees quaking in barely-concealed fear. One of the oldest Urekai to have ever existed, his reputation was known throughout the world, even to a child born in present times. He wasn't just one of the four rulers, he was the very first. The ultimate ruler. His power and strength were legendary. Some even suggested he couldn't be k*lled. That name, Daemonikai, was one that struck terror into the hearts of every species existing in this world. "His son, Alvin, made friends with a human prince." Lord Vladya continued. "During a conversation over a glass of champagne, Alvin, in a drunken state, told the prince the secrets of our people. The Eclipse Moon night." "A night when the Urekai were naturally stripped of their power and strength by the moon, right?" Emeriel asked, wondering if the rumors were true. "It comes every five hundred years, rendering you lots incredibly weak. Weaker than a newborn baby. Vulnerable to attack." The scarred Urekai stopped and eyed Emeriel, nodding before walking again. "What Alvin didn't know was the prince's father used his son to gather information about us. King Memphis had his eyes set on our land. To make a long story short, the humans breached our defenses and attacked us on the Eclipse Moon night, inflicting significant damage upon our kingdom." A shadow crossed Lord Vladya's eyes. "Many of our people were killed. The survival of the Urekai was largely due to the efforts of the four rulers, particularly Daemonikai." He looked distant, as if he could see that night playing out before him. "Daemonikai exerted every ounce of his strength to save his people. Sacrificed everything he had...knowing the consequences it would bring." Consequences? Emeriel suddenly felt bad. The humans regarded that night as a victory. Talked about it as a great achievement. But hearing it now, it was nothing short of barbaric. "After that night, everything changed," Lord Vlayda said. "Many Urekai lost their bondmates and children. Those who remained were hardened by the loss. Even our revenge did nothing to ease the pain in our hearts." "Your kind almost decimated the human population, forcing many into hiding." Emeriel couldn't keep the bitterness off his tone. "The Urekai took numerous slaves and nearly depleted the human lands of their females. And it did nothing?" As those chilling eyes once again stared at him. Emeriel snapped his mouth shut. "Then, Grand King Daemonikai gave in to his beast and went mad. His mind was completely lost, has remained so for the past five hundred years. The very people he sacrificed everything to protect are now in danger from him." Lord Vladya turned a corner. "The beast breaks free periodically, going on ruthless, brutal killing sprees. To prevent further loss, the beast is confined here in Ravenshadow." Okay... that sounded like a good idea. What was the problem? "But, confinement alone is not enough. Our inner beasts require two basic substance to survive: bl**d and s*x," Lord Vladya surveyed Emeriel with a piercing gaze. "And that is where your sister comes in." Emeriel grew unease. He did not like where this was going. "Princess Aekeira will fulfill the beast's s*xual needs. That is why she was acquired. As for you, since I have no use for you, both of you belong to the beast," Lord Vladya asserted firmly. "What?" The disbelieving whisper tore from Emeriel. "Surely, y-you can't mean that." "Tell Princess Aekeira to present to the beast. If she presents well, who knows? She might survive another day. I care little for the outcome." Emeriel collapsed to his knees, tears blurring his vision. "Please, Lord Vladya, don't subject her to this. To be a s*xual slave? To a beast...the king's beast? My sister will die!!" He screamed, his words tainted with anger. Lord Vladya did not bat an eyelash. "Good luck trying to run away from Ravenshadow. For every attempt, you will be met with fifty lashes of the whip." With that, he turned on his heel, stridingpassed terror, and Emeriel surged after him, but the Urekai soldiers blocked his path. "Who do you think you are!?" Emeriel screamed. "Do you consider yourself so all-powerful that you can dictate the fate of living beings!? You are nothing more than beasts! You're a monster, Lord Vladya!" Lord Vladya halted at the doorway, casting a glance over his shoulder. "That is a compliment, human prince. And to you, it is Grand Lord Vladya." Emeriel froze. Grand Lord? As in, one of the four rulers of the Urekai, that GRAND LORD!? Holy light-gods, we're doomed. Chapter 6 SERVING THE BEAST The night had descended upon them. Aekeira's face turned pale upon hearing everything from Emeriel. She had not uttered a single word in hours. Instead, tears streamed down her eyes. Emeriel could hardly recognize Aekeira after the "treatment" Livia had given her. Aekeira was incredibly beautiful, well-groomed, and all dressed up in that scanty piece of nothing. He despised the purpose behind her transformation and dreaded the impending arrival of the Urekai guards, who would soon take her away. "Let us escape," Emeriel suggested urgently. "This place is vast, and-" Aekeira shook her head. "I cannot risk your life, Em. Grand Lord Vladya warned you about the severe consequences of attempting to escape. Moreover, if we're caught, they will undoubtedly discover your secret when they strip you down to whip you. It is simply not an option." Emeriel approached his sister and shook her firmly. "Pull yourself together, Aekeira! You will be forced to serve a UREKAI in its BEAST FORM! One that has lost its sanity and has remained feral for over five hundred years! You cannot subject yourself to such a fate! You will die if you do this!" he screamed. "We have no other choice!" Aekeira screamed right back, "I will not put you in danger, Emeriel. Can't you understand? You are my younger sister. Our parents risked everything to protect you, and I will do everything in my power to do the same. Not because you are a burden, but because I am your elder sister, and I love you dearly!" Emeriel bit his lip, struggling to hold back tears. "And who will protect you, Aekeira? Who will ensure your safety?" Aekeira's desperate arms grasped Emeriel, as she gazed into his eyes. "They must never discover you are a girl, Emeriel. Never! Neither the humans nor the Urekais must find out." The door swung open, announcing Livia's return, accompanied by the young girl, Amie, and another group of Urekai soldiers. "It is time. Let us proceed," Livia declared as her eyes widened. "It is inadvisable for you to touch her now. You do not want to leave your scent on her. Release her immediately." "What do you mean? What will happen if I touch my sister?" Emeriel asked, quickly pulling away. "The beast must not detect any other scent on her. If it smells a scent it hates, it may become even more brutal–might even tear her apart. That is why you must not touch her, Emeriel." Livia nodded for the men to escort Aekeira out of the room, and Emeriel followed. The journey was long and silent, involving a lot of twists and turns. They passed by human slaves and Urekai maids within the vast fortress, but as they approached their destination, the faces grew scarce, and the surroundings became eerily quiet. Fear and goosebumps crept over Emeriel as they entered a haunting corridor. A strange sensation fell over Emeriel, and the silence became almost deafening. It felt as though they were walking through a graveyard. "This is as far as we go," Livia whispered at the entrance of the hallway. You can proceed from here, Aekeira." Emeriel ignored the head maid's words about not touching his sister and gripped Aekeira's arm tightly. "Don't do it," he pleaded, shaking his head vehemently. Aekeira did not turn to look at him, as she gently pulled her hand away and continued forward. ** Back at their chambers, Emeriel began to pace. He scratched his arm, feeling restless and irritable. All he wanted was for his sister to remain alive until the next day. Whether she was wounded or in pain, it didn't matter, as long as she was alive. It might have been selfish of him, but he couldn't bring himself to care. But as he paced, Emeriel felt really, really strange. Hot. So hot. As if he was burning from the inside... ...... What happens next? 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Read more here👉👉👉 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️4.9/5 | When you wake up in your bully's bed after passing out at a party. His knuckles are bruised and his clothes are covered in blood. "What happened?" you ask him, and he looks pissed. "Someone touched you when they shouldn't have." ------------------- I would miss the sun, the long summer nights. The beach being right on my doorstep. I would miss a lot of things. Chewing the inside of my cheek I stood staring at the sold sign. I had lived in Florida my whole life. You see it was just my gran and I. My mom died during childbirth and I didn't know my dad. He wasn't really someone we talked about. "Still staring at that sign, I see". Today was another day closer to leaving. She was uprooting us to Texas. Change was good apparently. I didn't want to move, didn't want to start all over in a new place. My friends were here, my boyfriend was here. For being eighteen my life was pretty good. I got good grades; I had a part time job. I liked where I was at right now. She knew how I felt about leaving but that didn't matter. She had made up her mind. "Leah, you'll make new friends, you'll get a new boyfriend. We need to do this sweetheart. Change is good". I didn't want new friends and I didn't want a new boyfriend. My gran wasn't Tommy's biggest fan. Always insisted something was off with him, didn't like the feeling she got when he was around. He was my first boyfriend, slightly older but only by three years. But that didn't matter. He had a car, the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen and he was nice to me. I knew I would make new friends. I would leave regardless if I wanted to or not. I would move on and get on with my life but leaving them behind wasn't my biggest worry. "My mom's here". I whispered. "Sweetheart, your mom's in here". She placed her hand over my heart. "No matter where you are or where you go your mom will always be with you". I knew she was right but being here, living in this house, it made me feel closer to her. "How about some hot chocolate and we can watch the sunset?". "I'll grab a blanket". Another reason why I didn't want to leave. Most nights we'd come out here and watch the sunset. It was kind of our thing. The beach was my favourite place to go. It was my safe space. Kicking off my shoes I placed the blanket on the sand before taking a seat. The view was beautiful. Staring out into the water a sigh fell from my lips. I would never have this again. Sure, they had beaches in Texas but not this beach and not this view. "It sure is beautiful". "Tommy, what are you doing here?". I got to my feet. He shouldn't be here. We said our goodbyes already. Him being here was only making it harder. I looked around for my gran. She tolerated him for my sake but she wasn't his biggest fan. And by that, I mean she really didn't like him. "We can't leave it like this Leah. I can't believe I'm never going to see you again". He slipped his arms around my waist. "I don't want you to go". I bit back my tears. I would miss him. We had become inseparable over the last few months. "You shouldn't have come. You're only making it harder". "I'm sorry baby". His grip around my waist tightened. "I love you Leah, I love you so much". A voice clearing caught my attention. My gran was back. "I'll see you again. That I can promise you". He placed the softest kiss on my lips before turning and walking in the opposite direction. Glancing down at the ring on my right index finger a sob fell from my lips. A promise ring he gave me 6 months into our relationship. He was special, he was good and I was never going to see him again. "Leah?". "I'm okay". I dried my eyes and cleared my throat. I couldn't dwell on not seeing him again. Her mind was made up. We were moving and it was happening in the morning. "I need to finish packing". Goodbye Florida, hello Texas. ... We could have flown to Texas but no my gran wanted to drive. A little sightseeing on the way. 20 hours we had been on the road for. Stopping every so often for gas and food. My legs were numb, my bum was numb. I couldn't wait to sleep tonight. "Texas isn't so bad". She smiled. "We're about half an hour away. Go get some coffee". I looked around. It may not be bad but it wasn't home. I wasn't sure it would ever become my home. Heading inside I went straight for the coffee machine. Caffeine was life, I couldn't live without it. As I fixed two cups the door chimed and instantly the hairs on the back of my neck stood. A strange sensation washed over me; I felt a little dazed but weirdly enough it felt nice. Then I felt it, a presence behind me. My heart rate picked up, the palms of my hands starting to sweat. This was weird. Straightening my shoulders, I put the lids on both cups, took a deep breath and turned around. No one was there. I frowned. I felt someone or I was that tired I was losing my mind. Sighing I made my way to the cash register. Today had been a long day. "Large or regular?". The girl asked. Her smile bright, contagious even that I couldn't help but smile back. "Regular and these". I grabbed a pack of twizzlers opening them right up. I had the biggest sweet tooth. "Sorry". I grinned. "Sweet tooth craving sugar". Suddenly embarrassed I handed over my money and lowered my head. Great first impressions. "That's alright. I'm Alanna". "Leah". Taking my changed I lifted the cups. "New to town?". "That obvious?". I chewed my bottom lip. "City girl?". "Florida". Again, the hairs on the back of my neck stood. The feeling from earlier returning. Only this time I felt hot, flustered even, the feeling of being watched crept in. Maybe I was coming down with the flu. "I have a feeling you'll like it here. You'll fit right in". She winked. Making a face I shrugged. Only time will tell but something was off about this place. From the minute I stepped inside I could feel it. "How you do not have cavities I'll never know". Chapter 2 Closing the car door, I grinned. She knew how much I was addicted to sugar. Passing her coffee, I glanced back at the gas station as we drove away, 4 guys were stood outside staring directly after our car. Yeah, because that wasn't odd. "I like sugar". I grinned sticking another twizzler in my mouth. "You won't be saying that when your teeth fall out". She turned onto the highway picking up speed. "How are you really feeling about all of this?". "Ask me again in a month". I couldn't bring myself to tell her because I didn't want to upset her. She thought this was the best thing for us and I was going to try and make it work. "I know you weren't big on the idea of moving but I think you'll love it here. All I'm asking is that you try and make it home. Texas is beautiful, the people are friendly and I think we'll fit in perfectly". I would give her the benefit of the doubt. I would try but that's not to say it would be easy. Making new friends was, starting over again was hard. "I'll try but please don't push it on me". As the car began to slow down, I became aware of my surroundings. Trees, trees, and more trees. "Are we living in the forest?". I asked. Laughing she placed her hand on my knee and squeezed. "This is just the road we take. We'll be there soon". "Where are the-…". I paused when houses started to appear. A street. "We live in the middle of nowhere, great". I didn't have a car which meant I was restricted on what I could do. Our new house was located in the middle of nowhere. How was I supposed to go out? Did any buses run through here? Sighing I ran a hand down my face as the car came to a stop. I looked up at the house and smiled. The front bedroom had a balcony, just like my old one. I was in awe. The house from the outside looked beautiful. A little old and it looked like it had been empty a while but nothing a little love and care couldn't fix. Maybe living here wouldn't be so bad afterall. "It needs some work but I had to buy it". Stepping inside my heart fell a little. Everything screamed old and out of date. The carpets, the furniture, the smell. "I have contractors coming in a few days. I know it doesn't seem like much but we can give it a real go out here. Decorate the way we want; we can make this our home". She was happy and who was I to take that away from her. My thoughts were irrelevant right now. I had to think of the bigger picture, our future. I wasn't going to burst her happiness over a few old carpets. "It seems like a quiet area. How far is the nearest beach?". "Missing the beach already?". She smiled. "I am but I can wait. Do you want me to start unloading the car?". I was only to bring the stuff I couldn't live without. She was going to buy everything else new. Where she was getting the money from, I will never know and I dare not ask. "Yes, and I'll see if I can get the heating working". No heating? Rolling my eyes, I made my way outside. Surely it wouldn't get any worse right? With half my body inside the car I didn't hear anyone approach. "Need a hand?". Wait, was that? "Alanna?". "You're moving in there?". She asked as I pulled myself out of the car. "You bought that house?". I didn't like the feeling in the pit of my stomach. Was there something wrong with it? Kicking the door shut I stared at her. Something felt off about her too and I couldn't put my finger on it. "Is there something wrong with it?". "No of course not it's been empty for a while. I live a few houses down but I mostly stay with my brother. He lives on the corner". "Why has it been empty for so long?". I was curious. "Not sure". She shrugged. "Let me help with that". She took the box from me and made her way up the driveway. I wasn't sure if we were going to be friends or not. Wasn't sure if I liked her. "Leah, I managed to get-... oh who is this?". My gran took the box from Alanna. "Alanna, she lives across the street. She was telling me this house has been empty for a while. Are you sure you made the right decision with buying it?". I didn't want her spending all her money on a house if something was wrong with it. "Leah". She warned. That was all I needed to keep my mouth shut. Once she was set on something there was nothing anyone could do to change her mind. "Go and unpack the rest of the car. I will fix us some hot chocolate". "She seems sweet". Alanna smiled as she grabbed another box. She was sweet alright but she was also fierce and fearless. "Thanks, I've got it from here". I couldn't seem to figure this girl out. I wasn't sure if she was being friendly because she wanted something or friendly because we were new to the street. "I don't mind". She shrugged picking up another box. "Besides my idiot brother has friends over and I'd rather not be there". "How old is your brother?". I asked. "24 going on 50". She smirked. "Bit of an asshole". "How so?". I was digging but I couldn't help but be a little curious. "I'm sure you'll meet him one day. Do you have any siblings?". "Only child". Making my way up the drive I tripped over my feet and fell to the ground. Box up in the air I put my hands out to stop my fall. "Shit". I groaned grabbing my knee. Lifting my jean leg up I pulled out the stone that was embedded in there. "Are you okay?". Chapter 3 Then I heard the voices. My hands were bloody, my knee grazed but I'd be fine. A little embarrassed but at least it was dark and no one else saw. "Need a hand little one?". Little one? "Jake". Alanna warned. Glancing up a gasp fell from my lips. Who was he and where did he come from? Wait why didn't he have a shirt on? Was I dreaming? I couldn't look away, couldn't break our stare. "You shouldn't talk to your older brother like that Alanna". He finally looked away and I felt like an idiot. 4 guys were stood outside my house shirtless. It was freezing. Blinking a few times, I think I may have hit my head on the way down to. Why didn't they have shirts on? Wiping my hands on my jeans I got to my feet. Everything that was inside the box was now scattered all over the driveway. Sighing I went around picking up all my things. "Jake, please just go away". She begged. He didn't. He stood staring and I was starting to feel a little uncomfortable. That soon disappeared when I noticed what he was holding. My mom's blanket. It was old and ragged but it was the only thing I had of hers. I didn't let anyone touch it in the fear it would fall apart. And here he was holding it like some old dishrag. "Jake". Alanna hissed. I was too busy staring at the blanket. I couldn't find my voice to ask for it back. "Leah, what's going on out here?". She stood beside me her eyes instantly landing on the blanket. "Young man I believe what you are holding doesn't belong to you. Give it". Her voice was stern, it held authority. His eyebrows furrowed, his eyes landing on mine. "I apologise". Handing it over I grabbed it before she could touch it. I held it to my face my eyes closing. I didn't care that they were watching. "Come inside the rest can wait until tomorrow. Alanna you are more than welcome to join". She didn't need to tell me twice. "You girls sit, I'll sort some hot chocolate". "I'll be back my phones in the car". Opening the glove box, I retrieved my phone and made sure the car was locked. What I didn't expect was to find her brother waiting at the bottom of the drive. Tightening the blanket around my shoulder I stopped a few feet from him. "Alanna is still inside. I'll tell her you're here". As I went to walk away, he grabbed a hold of my wrist and pulled me flush against him. I froze. What was he doing? "Little one". He growled. I couldn't breathe. "Please let me go". My voice was barely a whisper. He didn't. Instead, his grip tightened as he buried his head in the nape of my neck and inhaled deeply. "Fuck baby, you smell like the ocean". I was afraid, my body rigid. I couldn't move even if I wanted to. "You don't have to be afraid of me princess". I wasn't aware that I had closed my eyes but by the time I opened them he was gone. Gone like he wasn't there to begin with. I was officially creeped out. Heading back inside I took the cup my gran was offering and sat on the sofa. I couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened. The way he grabbed my wrist, the way he pulled me to him. He sniffed me for petes sake. Who does that? But weirdly enough even though I was scared I wanted him to touch me again. "Leah, honey you there?" My gran laughed knocking me out of my thoughts. "Alanna was telling me she attends the school you've enrolled into". I had forgotten about school. "Great, school" Rolling my eyes I sat my cup down. I only had another 6 months and then I'd be finished. But it was 6 months of trying to fit in and not be the new girl. "Thanks for inviting me over. I have to get home. Leah here's my number just in case you need anything". Taking it from her I smiled. I knew I was a little sceptical about her before but she was the only person I knew here and I needed someone. "No need to get up I only live there". As I heard the door close I looked at my gran. "She seems like a nice girl honey, maybe your first friend here. That brother of hers though, He seems like a bit of an asshole". I burst out laughing. I always found it funny to hear my gran swear. She was always so reserved, swear words weren't her thing. "But a good looking asshole". She grinned. I had to agree with her there. He was beautiful. "I already think he likes you" She winked picking up my cup. "He couldn't keep his eyes off you". "Gran" I groaned. My gran was my gran but she wasn't ancient. She had my mom when she was 16 so she was still pretty young herself. People always mistook her for being my mom. "I'm just saying" She smiled "Try and get some sleep I know it's not the best but you'll have a bed by tomorrow". "I will night gran love you". "Love you too sweetheart". Chapter 4 I wasn't tired yet. My mind wouldn't turn off. Ever since we got here everything has been weird. From the moment we stopped at that gas station. Taking out my phone I added Alanna's number to my contacts. Opening up a new message I began to type. 'Its Leah, sorry if I came across as a bitch. Didn't mean to be. New town and all that. Thanks for being so welcoming :)' After hitting send I didn't wait to long for a reply. 'Just a little bit of a bitch lol I'm joking!! Sorry about my brother. Told you he was a bit of an ass but he does have a good heart. Anyways do you want to go for coffee tomorrow? my treat' A x' I didn't know if I should mention what her brother did or just keep it to myself. 'Coffee sounds good :) you can fill me in on what goes on around here and what you do for fun lol' Okay so I decided to keep it to myself. 'I'll pick you up at 11. Night Leah, Ax' Switching my phone to silent I closed my eyes hoping I'd drift off to sleep. .. I was crabbit. The couch wasn't comfortable at all, my back hurt and I was in need of a hot shower and some strong coffee. "Hot water is good to go". My gran had been up at the crack of dawn trying to get things started on the house. First thing she did was order me a bed. I couldn't sleep on that couch another night. "Coffee is in the pot". "Thanks gran. I'm going out with Alanna at 11 for some coffee. Do you need me to pick you anything up?". "I'll be out most of the day anyway honey. I need to get supplies and I'll do a food shop too. You enjoy your day out. How's the hands?". "A little sore but I'll be fine. I'm going for a shower I'll see you soon". "I'll leave money of the table. I'll be away before you get out". I didn't want to leave the shower. The water was roasting and my body was relaxed but if I wanted to be on time I had to get a move on. Wrapping the towel around my body I headed to what will be my room. It wasn't the worst, a lick of paint and some new blinds and it would be as good as new. Opening my suitcase I pulled out some jeans, a t-shirt, my boots and my leather jacket. After drying out my hair and running my straighteners over it I grabbed my hat and scarf. Autumn was ending and winter was coming. I didn't like being cold but winter was my favourite season of the year. Giving myself a once over I was ready to go. Hearing the honk of a car I grabbed my bag and phone and headed down stairs. Remembering my money I slipped it into my back pocket, locked the front door and walked to her car. "Hey" I smiled. "Hat and scarf?" She grinned as she pulled off down the street. "It's cold outside and it's not that much warmer in here. Jesus Alanna get the heating on". Don't these people ever get cold? And she was only wearing a sweater. "Warm blooded" She winked but turned the heating on for my benefit. "So I was thinking we'll go for some coffee then I'll take you around the mall sound good?". "Sounds good and it beats sitting in the house on my own all day". "Your gran out?". "Shopping for the house. She just wants everything to be perfect for me, for us". It was the truth. I've never wanted for nothing in life. She's always made sure I had everything I needed. "She seems cool for a grandma" She laughed stopping outside the coffee shop. "It's not starbucks but it does the best coffee". "You had me at coffee". Unclipping my seat belt I got out and we headed inside. It was small but it was cosy. "I'll get the coffee you find a seat". So I did I found us the perfect little booth in the back right next to the window. I loved people watching, I loved to know what was going on around me. As I was watching the world go by my heart skipped a beat when my eyes landed on him. Jake. And he was coming in here but he wasn't alone. "I didn't know what you take so I brought everything". Placing the cup in front of me I added sugar and some milk. I knew he was watching, I could feel him staring straight through me. "Hope you don't mind my friend Lacey is going to join us". Taking off her sweater she sat it on the back of the chair. I matched her movement removing mine along with my hat and gloves. "That's cool I'm always up for meeting new people". I made the biggest mistake, I looked over. My eyes caught his but this time I looked away straight away. I didn't like that he had a girl sitting on his lap. I had no idea why I didn't like it. I didn't even know him. I was feeling jealous and that wasn't me. Why was I feeling like this? "Just ignore him". "Huh?" I asked my eyes connecting with hers. "You haven't stopped looking at him since he walked in. My brother has that effect on girls Leah, please don't fall into his trap". "It's not that it's-..." "Hey girls". this mop of blond hair took the free seat next to Alanna. "It's going to be a cold winter this year". Taking off her jacket she smiled at me. "I'm Lacey it's nice to meet you Leah". "You too". "I'm going to get coffee and then you can continue your story about how you're not staring at Jake" She smirked, my mouth fell open. How did she know that, in fact how did she hear any of our conversation? I was lost for words. Bringing my cup to my lips I took a sip. I was getting hungry and I really wanted some sugar. As if she read my mind Lacey came back with 3 chocolate muffins. My stomach rumbled at the sight of them. "Dig in by all means". Taking her seat both girls stared at me as I bit into my muffin. "What?" I moaned my eyes closing as the taste of chocolate hit my tongue. "I'm a sugar junkie I can't help it". Licking my lips I drank some more of my coffee. "Oh we're going to be great friends" Lacey winked "Now continue talking about Jake and your staring". "I wasn't staring". I huffed both girls gave me the bullshit look. "Okay I was but it's like I can't help it. It's weird this has never happened to me before it's like I can't look away". "Oh god". Lacey side eyed Alanna but it didn't go unseen. "Got the bug already and you've only been here a day". They both started to laugh but I had a feeling they were hiding something. "I don't even know him and I feel jealous that he has a girl in his lap. This isn't me". I hated it. I was never the jealous type I never have been. I wasn't that kind of girl. If I was with a boy then I trusted that he was with me and only me. I didn't see the point in being jealous. But this was different. I don't know what was going on with me. "Think I'm due my period". Huffing I began to eat the rest of my muffin. Never once did I look back over there. No matter how loud they were being or how much my body wanted to I never did. "I'm going for a refill you want another muffin?". Alanna asked as she grabbed my mug. I wanted to eat the whole damn shop but I decided against it. "No I'm good with just coffee". "He's got a good heart". Lacey pipped up causing me to look at her. This was the second time I had heard this. I wasn't interested in him and I was never going to let myself get into that position. By what Alanna just said her brother sounds like a player. "I'm not that kind of girl". I shrugged. And I wasn't. I didn't sleep around. It took me a full year before I slept with Tommy. "I know but I'm guessing you may just be what he's been looking for". Winking at me I glanced over at him. The girl was no longer on his lap and he was glaring at me. He looked pissed off. "Okay after we drink these we'll go do some shopping and then we can pick up some booze for tonight". "What's happening tonight?" "We go to the beach on Fridays. Drink some beer, light a fire basically just have some fun and cool off for the weekend. You in?". "There's a beach?". I grinned feeling excited already. "Yes" Alanna looked at Lacey and then they both looked at me. "I'm from Florida the beach was my life. You can bet your sweet ass I'm in". "Lets go start our weekend early then". Chapter 5 After spending a good few hours in the mall we had decided to head home. It was almost 5pm and they headed to the beach at 7. "I'll see you guys soon". As I entered the house my mouth watered at the smell of steak. In the kitchen my gran was stood at the stove a glass of wine in her hand. The kitchen was spotless and a new cooker had been fitted. "Something smells great". "I'll fix you a plate. Go get cleaned up". "Do you mind if I go out for a little while tonight?". My gran had never stopped me from doing anything but I always did ask for her permission. I wanted to go to the beach but I wasn't big on the idea of leaving my gran on her own in a new place. "As long as you're in by 2 and you're not drinking then by all means go have some fun". I wasn't legally old enough to drink yet but that didn't stop me from having a few. I've never got to the point where I've been wasted. I've always been careful when it came to that. I knew she knew that I drank sometimes but it was never something we discussed. "I won't be late. Did you get everything you needed today?". Watching as she plated my steak I couldn't wait to dig in. I was a girl that liked to eat. I loved and breathed food. "Bed isn't coming until tomorrow I'm sorry Leah it was the quickest they could deliver. Now sit and eat". I could survive one more night on the couch. "Contractors what about them?". I wanted to know so I could be out of the house when they were here. I didn't want to be in the way when people were trying to do their work. "Day after tomorrow". Cutting into my steak it melted in my mouth as soon as it touched my tongue. My gran was one hell of a cook. "Everything is going as planned then. Hopefully shouldn't be long until we can call this house our home". "Hopefully not honey. I'm going to take this wine and a book to the front porch. I'll see you before you go". After freshening up I was stood in my room in a towel staring at my suitcase. I didn't have a clue on what to wear. What did you wear to a beach at night? Grabbing my phone I texted Alanna for some advice. 'What do you wear to a beach at night? x' Do I wear my bikini underneath? hopefully not in that weather. But I didn't want to be the only girl there not wearing one. I was after all trying to fit in. 'Anything you want but wear a bikini underneath. It can get wild sometimes lol but don't worry we'll look after you ;) come over as soon as you're ready' A x. Jeans were my life saver and basically the only thing I owned. I had decided on a leopard print bikini but wasn't planning on letting anyone see it. Pulling my hair into a high pony tail I wrapped my scarf around my neck and pulled my jacket on. Now it was sneakers or boots? Staring at my white Nikes I sunk my teeth into my bottom lip. If I wear them they aren't coming home white. Glancing at my black ones I shrugged. They'll do. Kissing my gran good night I headed across to Alanna's house. I could hear loud music and chatter and suddenly I was getting nervous. I hadn't really thought about other people going tonight. I loved meeting new people but that didn't mean I was good at it. Bringing my hand up I was about to knock when the door opened, Jake was stood with a beer in hand and a glare on his face. What was with the glare? I hadn't done anything to him. He was the one that put hands on me. He was suddenly pushed out the way Alanna taking his place. "You look good girl. Come in what do you want to drink?". Looking around her house I was in awe. Her house was beautiful. All open plan and full length windows at the back. You could see the forest for miles. "What are you drinking?" Taking my coat she tossed it onto the corner couch. Her eyes scanned over my body and suddenly I was starting to miss my coat. I had never been self conscious about my body until I met these girls. "Leah your body is smoking. I like that this is lace, gives them a little sneak peek of your bikini underneath". Winking at me she went to get me a drink. It felt like the whole room was now looking at me. Maybe wearing a lace body suit wasn't the best idea. It was tucked into my jeans, nothing inappropriate was showing. Then I heard it. A growl or what sounded like a growl tore throughout the room. Suddenly no one was staring at me anymore. Everyone went back to minding their own business. I don't know what it was but I was thankful. "Vodka and lemonade with a hint of lime" She grinned as I took it from her. "Everything okay?". She frowned. "I swear I heard a growl either that or I'm losing my mind". Taking a drink I walked closer to the back windows. "Your house is beautiful Alanna". "Thank you. Jake designed it along with my dad". "I love the windows". If this was my house I would never leave. "They worked hard at it. We're having a dinner tomorrow night at my parents. You and your gran should come". "I'll see if she's free". "You should come. I'll be back in a minute". I wasn't moving from this spot until it was time to go. I couldn't get over how stunning the view was. I bet it looked amazing in the summer too. I was starting to feel weird again. It was like I was getting hot flushes but still shivering at the same time. I don't know if going to the beach was such a good idea. I think I was definitely coming down with the flu. Rubbing at my arms it was then I noticed his reflection. He was staring again, stood in the corner with a glass of brown liquor. It took everything I had not to turn around. The pull was starting to become unbearable and I had no idea what was causing it. I think the best place for me right now was home. "Finish up we're heading out". Passing me my jacket I slipped it on but I didn't make a move to go anywhere. "Leah are you okay?" Lacey placed her hand against my forehead. "You feel hot like you're burning up. Come and sit down". Taking my hand she sat me on the sofa. And then she froze. "No freaking way" She smirked. "I knew I was right". "What, what is it?". "Nothing Leah stay there I'll get you some water. You'll feel better soon I promise". Sitting the glass that I had down I got to my feet. I felt slightly better but I still felt a little hot. Walking into the kitchen I heard hushed voices. I didn't want to be rude but I couldn't help but try and listen. "You know it's rude to listen to peoples conversations". His voice sounded rugged, deep. I turned around my gaze meeting his. "It's also rude to stare but you do it anyway". "Watch your mouth little one". As he took a step forward I took one back. I still wasn't sure about him. I wanted to be near him but at the same time I wanted to be as far away from him as possible. He screamed dangerous. "Leah you still up for coming with us?". "Yes" I said at the same time he said no. Lacey smirked. I glared. "And so it begins" She laughed but it wasn't appreciated by Jake. If looks could kill she would be dead and buried in the back garden. I was so confused right now. These people were weird but I kind of liked them. Hearing the honk of a car Lacey took a hold of my hand. "Lets go have some fun before the big bad wolf explodes". I laughed but I didn't have a clue what she was talking about. It wasn't until I was in the car ready to go that I heard it. It was something I have never heard before in my life. It was a howl followed by a dangerous growl. It was loud and fierce and it had me quivering, my body shaking. Looking around the car everyone had their heads bowed. Not a word was spoken. Fear. Pain. Joy? "Hey it's okay" Lacey whispered taking my hand in hers. "You feeling better yet?" Surprisingly I did feel better but I wasn't in the mood anymore. The cars hadn't moved yet. "Lacey". Who was that? He sounded angry. "Oh no" She groaned before the door was pulled open. "Get your little ass out of that car right now". He hissed. "Jack I didn't-.." "Now Lacey" He roared cutting her off. This guy wasn't playing around. If Lacey was smart she'd listen to him. "Beach is off tonight guys and you can thank Lacey for that one". As she got out he grabbed a hold of her arm and pulled her inside. Everyone else started to disappear. I was left sitting alone in the back of someone's car. Guess it was time for me to go home. What got to me was the fact that no one noticed I was still sat there. That stung a little. Chapter 6 Getting out of the car I made sure I had my phone and keys. Shutting the door behind me I glanced up at the house. What ever shit happened in there was none of my business. As I got to my front door I turned around for the last time tonight and stared at the house. It was still early and even though I wasn't feeling that great I was a little bummed about not going to the beach. Maybe I could find it tomorrow and go in day light. Taking off my shoes I slipped off my jacket and placed it over the sofa. My gran was sat at the island in the kitchen with her book. Music was playing softly in the background. "I thought you were off out for the evening?" She questioned as she placed her book down. "So did I". I shrugged. Opening up the fridge my eyes landed on the strawberries. Taking them out I took the seat opposite her. "I feel weird". I couldn't explain it. Maybe I was homesick? "Do you feel weird?". Maybe it was being in a different town. "You feeling a little homesick?" She asked. "I'm not sure. Maybe I'm coming down with something". Taking a few strawberries I put the tub back in the fridge. Today had been overwhelming. Don't get me wrong the people I met were friendly enough but I still had a feeling something was off. "You'll feel better once you're settled in. New bed tomorrow, contractors the day after and then your first day of school on Monday. Once you get into a routine everything else will fall into place". I wasn't looking forward to school but I did have Alanna so that was a bonus. Lifting my phone I noticed I had a new message. 'Where did you go? Come back over. We're out the back, fire is lit lol it's not the beach but at least there's a toilet. Please come :) Ax' Staring down at the message I frowned. "What you frowning at?" My gran asked looking over my shoulder. "You should go it's still early and it's only down the street". "I don't know". "Leah this is your time to make more friends. Get your jacket back on and get over there. You shouldn't be sat in here with me. I'll be having an early night anyway so please go". She wasn't giving me much room to argue. "Okay fine but I wont be long". Kissing her cheek goodnight I grabbed my jacket and my keys and headed down the street. These houses were massive with a lot of room between them. It was loud. Everyone seemed to have a good buzz around them. There did seem to be a lot more people than before. Walking in further my eyes landed on Jake. He was sat around with a group of people, everyone was hanging off every word he spoke. Not to mention the girl from the café, she was hanging over him like a bad smell. "You came back". Turning around I was pulled into a hug. "You're so beautiful Leah". Okay I think she'd had a little bit more drink than she could handle. "Seriously you're hot. Oh god look at her hanging all over my brother. You'd think she'd take the hint". Grabbing my hand she pulled me inside. "Help yourself to anything. I need to pee". Taking off my jacket I groaned when I realised I had forgot to change. "Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes". He whistled. I froze. "Excuse me?". "You're a hot little thing aren't you". I couldn't help but laugh. Did he think that was actually going to work? "That was lame wasn't it?" He grinned. "I'm Kane". "Leah". Opening the fridge I grabbed a beer. "Do you always speak to girls like that? and does it actually get you anywhere?". "Ouch". He smirked. "Didn't do anything for you did it?". "Afraid not". I shrugged making my way back outside. He followed. "So how are you liking it here?". As we both sat down I noticed we were suddenly getting a lot of attention. Everyone seemed to be interested in what we were doing. Ignoring it I took another drink of my beer. "This is my second day here". "And you've already been invited to one of Jake Taylors parties". Whistling lowly I frowned. What was that suppose to mean? "He's a big deal in this town". "He's an asshole". I grinned causing him to laugh. "I like the way you think Leah" Hitting his bottle off mine we fell into silence. "So you're not his biggest fan then?". I asked. "Hm I wouldn't say that. I used to date his sister" He whispered. "But we're cool we ended things on a good note and it was a mutual decision but I still get the feeling he hates my guts". "With they way he's glaring at you I think you may be right". He hadn't taken his eyes of us from the moment we sat down. "And that's my queue to call it a night. Hopefully see you around". Once again I was left on my own. "This seat taken?" "Depends, are you going to glare at me the full time you sit there?". Glancing up my eyes landed on his. Deep brown eyes stared down at me. It was like he could see into my soul. "Think we got off on the wrong foot little one". As he sat down my heartbeat quicken, my palms were becoming sweaty. The pull I had to this man wasn't right but it felt right. I wanted to be near him. I wanted to know him. "I'm Leah". I smiled holding out my hand. "Jake". Placing his hand it mine it was like something I had never felt before. 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No | 2025-03-03 12:57 | active | 2774 | 0 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | "In preparation for the event I've sent out a mind link to the pack restricting them from further injuring you. Or injuring the visible parts of you at least, so your face should be ok. In addition, I'd like you to eat at least one meal a day to bring you up to a more healthy weight" They're going to stop hurting me? Well, my face at least. And I can eat without being yelled at, wow. What a generous alpha I've been gifted with. Who was coming to the pack that I had to be presentable for? "Phoenix" I stop in my tracks and turn to face him. "You are not to tell anyone of your condition here in this pack, and that is an order, which you do not want to disobey." He growled at me, his eyes flashing black for a second before going back to the ugly brown they usually are. I couldn't wait for Saturday when no one could touch me or say hateful things to me, I would take such advantage of this power for the one day I could. ———————— "Let's leave. And never come back" June says in our head. We couldn't, we'd get caught. I am fast, but not fast enough to outrun the warriors who have been training for years. The warriors who are not constantly being beat to a pulp. "No June, we need to go back." I reply coldly, we don't have much time before they realize we're gone. She reluctantly starts up again towards the pack house, and I apologize to her. "I'm sorry I'm weak. We'll leave as soon as possible." June doesn't reply, I guess that answer wasn't good enough for her. We return to the outskirts of the forest and shift back, quickly throwing back on my stylish outfit. I slowly approach the back door, attempting to look in through the glass to see if anyone was downstairs yet. And much to my dismay, I see the Alpha's son, soon to be Alpha, Taylor. He looks up, I guess he was able to smell me approaching, and smiles maliciously at me. I can't hold back the whimper that escapes my lips when I see him get out of his chair and walk out the door towards me. "Phoenix" he greets me, still sporting that evil smile. I hold my ground, mentally cursing him out over and over again. I used to do it out loud, but eventually I couldn't take the consequences that came with it, and settled for sharing the insults with my wolf only. I looked up at him, and couldn't help but notice the windows behind him were full of teenagers our age, staring at us. Oh great, an audience. "Taylor" I reply slightly cocking my head, looking up at him as he towered above me. He backhanded my face and I winced, but stayed upright. "That's Alpha to you. As of this Saturday I will officially be taking over as Alpha of the pack." He said proudly. It wouldn't make a difference, he was just in it for the ego trip and the girls. I rolled my eyes at him, not being able to restrain myself. A punch straight into my face. I staggered back a few steps, but stood tall, ignoring the stream of blood now falling from my now, most likely, broken nose. "I will punish you as I see fit for one, going out for a run without permission, and two, disrespecting your Alpha." I glanced up at him, and without thinking said "you're not the Alpha." Which is a true statement, he won't be my alpha until Saturday. He would have hurt me regardless of him being alpha or not, but we have a few more days before his ego can have a vacation. I smirked at him, figuring I've already come this far, might as well push a few more of his buttons while I'm at it. He grabs me by my throat and holds me up to his height so my legs are dangling, I scratch at his hands my lungs immediately protesting. "Listen here you ugly little bimbo, I don't know why we've kept you around this long, but you should be grateful that you're still alive. I could snap your neck right now" he growls at me. I really don't know how to stop, I hate being told off by this wimp of an Alpha. "Do it" I choked out, daring him, my vision looked like it was fading, black creeping around the corners, but I knew he couldn't kill me. The royal family would find out somehow or another that they killed the orphan girl, and they'd have to face the consequences. I smiled at him sweetly as he threw me down to the ground. My back cracked unceremoniously and I gasped for breath, because I knew there was more to come shortly. I feel his foot come into contact with my already sore ribs and I grimace, taking in a sharp breath. I attempt to kick him off, but the fact remains, I am just a little weakling with a big mouth. He sits down on my chest pinning my arms above me with one hand. The fact that he could restrain me with only one hand really speaks wonders for how weak I am. Hits start raining down on my face in a quick pace, there is no break for me to catch my breath or talk back to him. Punch, punch, I begin coughing up blood, but he is relentless and continues. Minutes pass and he begins to slow down, I start gasping for oxygen, until he eventually stops, but remains on top of me, reaching into his pocket he pulls out his signature silver pocket knife. Nothing I couldn't handle. He grabs my right arm, I don't bother stopping him, I just wanted this to be over with, and I know this is generally how he ends off his torture sessions. He signs his name into my skin with the knife, and I know the scar will stay, forever reading "Alpha Taylor." They own me. Taylor was done with me, he left, the audience left. I laid there on my back bleeding out, but unfeeling. I was just a numb shell of a human. I wasn't there anymore. I struggled to stand up due to my now even more injured ribs, but managed to make it to my knees. I spit a mouthful of blood onto the ground and on shaky legs stand up. No time to recover, if I don't do todays chores I'll get a repeat of this nonsense. Giggles surround me as I walk inside, I ignore them as usual. I know guys, my ugly swollen face is a terror to look at, just don't look at me. I wanted nothing more to give payback to all these losers, but I save that for a day where I actually have the strength to do so. I'm tasked with the usual useless chores making peoples beds, as if they won't be going to sleep 12 hours later and unmaking the bed. Sweeping and mopping the same hallways everyday without any recognition. All the teens like to purposely walk around in muddy shoes so I'm stuck in a pointless cycle of never being done cleaning. "Hey bimbo, I heard Alpha wants you" I hear from behind me. I turn around to see Naomi, I chuckled knowing I was wearing her leggings. She glared at me and slammed my head up against the wall growling. "You're not allowed to laugh at your future Luna, just go back to your chores." She wasn't the future Luna, she was just obsessed with Taylor and craved power. If they were mates they would have known by now, neither of them felt the mate bond. She released her hold on my head and walked away. I held my head for a minute trying to stop the dizziness from the impact before dropping the mop and hesitantly walking towards the Alpha's office. I was not a bimbo, I would never stoop to that level, none the less with Alpha Ryan, Taylor's widowed father. He was the one who encouraged this life for me throughout the pack, and while he's tried stuff with me, I promptly stop him, even if it leads to some of the worst beatings I ever get. It's worth it though, I would rather die than have that cruel man touch me in that way. I stand in front of the large office door before convincing myself to knock on the door. I felt blood seeping through my hair from Naomi, but I ignored it and stepped into the office when I got the ok from Alpha. I fixed a permanent scowl onto my face to voice my overall annoyance at him. "Good afternoon Phoenix, come take a seat" he says gesturing at the chair in front of his desk. This is different. Usually I'm called in hear to be yelled at or hit, neither of which were happening. My facial features twisted in confusion, but I complied and sat down at the chair that was entirely too big for me, but the perfect size for an average wolf. It felt like I was a child with my feet dangling several inches above the ground. He studied my bruised puffy face for a second before commenting "you look delightful today darling, do something different with your makeup?" He laughed at his own joke, but I wanted to know what he was getting at. "Alpha Ryan, I am very busy today being mistreated by your pack, I would appreciate it if you would get to the point" I smile sweetly at him, folding my hands in my lap. He simply laughed at my response. He had always claimed he loved my fiery attitude, said it made breaking me down more of a challenge, leading to a more satisfying end product. I expected him to mention me sneaking out this morning and punishing me for doing so, but instead he shadowed me and smiled folding his hands on his desk before beginning to speak. "Phoenix, as I'm sure you know, I will be retiring by the end of the week, and Taylor will be replacing me. To celebrate these exciting times, we'll be expecting guests on Friday." Oh, that's what this is about. I know the drill when guests come over. Clean the pack house and cook their food, then hide out in my closet until they leave. I never have to hide my bruises when just around the pack since they all know about my predicament, but when guests come I am not allowed to show my face in fear that someone will rat the pack out to the royal family. "In preparation for the event I've sent out a mind link to the pack restricting them from further injuring you. Or injuring the visible parts of you at least, so your face should be ok. In addition, I'd like you to eat at least one meal a day to bring you up to a more healthy weight" This is new. They're going to stop hurting me? Well, my face at least. And I can eat without being yelled at, wow. What a generous alpha I've been gifted with. Who was coming to the pack that I had to be presentable for? "Uh... Thank you?" I question, confused. I stand to leave but am interrupted. "Phoenix" I stop in my tracks and turn to face him. "You are not to tell anyone of your condition here in this pack, and that is an order, which you do not want to disobey." He growled at me, his eyes flashing black for a second before going back to the ugly brown they usually are. He used his Alpha command on me. Even if I wanted to ask for help, I wouldn't be able to. I nodded my head and turned to leave once again, this time without being stopped, thankfully. Wow! I felt untouchable! My face is protected for the next week and I can eat once a day! I guess it's a win in my book. I couldn't wait for Saturday when no one could touch me or say hateful things to me, I would take such advantage of this power for the one day I could. Hmm, this is what happiness feels like, interesting. The week progressed following a similar routine. I was allowed a daily portion of food, but I no longer felt hungry, I felt nothing. I refused to eat, and when forced to do so, I'd end up throwing it up minutes later. Big groups would gather to beat me down day after day until I was unconscious. I'd wake up where I was left, no one bothering to move me inside to the "safety" of the pack house. I'd be shivering from the cold autumn nights, unable to stand, none the less move. My wolf hadn't spoken to me all week, whether she was upset with me, or she was just putting all her energy into healing me was anyone's guess. They had gotten some other omegas to take over my chores for the time being so they could allow this routine to continue until Friday which was quickly approaching. It was now Thursday morning and I'd expected nothing less than the treatment I've been receiving all week, but I laid outside, curled into a small ball, without any disturbances. I shakily inhaled the cool morning air, before slowly attempting to stand. I made it onto my knees, my shaky arms holding me up. I found the best option was to crawl over to a nearby tree to help myself up. Eventually I was standing, clutching my aching stomach, breathing heavily, and limping with my right leg which was practically shredded by the Beta's daughter, Fiona, last night. Once I finally made it back inside, I stumbled up the stairs and made it into the bathroom. I sat up against the sink and began to assess the damage that had been done to my body during last nights festivities Lifting up my shirt, I grimaced at the black and blue mess that was my stomach. My arms and legs were adorned with deep scratch imprints and even deeper bite marks. I could practically feel the various broken bones as well. From my seated position I shifted my body closer to the tub where I turned on the faucet to run myself a bath, which I hadn't had the luxury of doing the past week. Dried blood littered my skin and scars began to appear where the oldest scratches began to fade. I sat with my head rested between my knees before I heard a knock on the door. The mere noise made me whimper and my mind was sent into a frenzy. "Phoenix" I hear Alpha Ryan say through the door, and I involuntarily begin to quietly cry at the sound of his voice. "Yes Alpha?" I weakly responded, my voice cracking with fear. "Phoenix, our special guests are arriving a day early, today. I assume you remember our chat about staying quiet about your predicament?" he asks me, again making no move to open the door, which provided me with some comfort. I nod my head and repeat "yes Alpha" with a broken voice. "Wonderful, clean up and change into the clothes I've left in your room. Stay in there until someone comes to get you." He says, before I hear him walk away. I sigh a breath of relief, knowing the next three days will be torture free, hopefully enough time to heal sufficiently to run away from here. I pulled myself up into a standing position and faced the mirror, I didn't recognize my reflection. Although several scars lingered on my face it was bruise free, it was no longer puffy from being hit. I was almost pretty, if it weren't for the hollow cheeks, dried lips, and dead look in the eyes. The bath had filled up, so I turned off the faucet and slowly lowered my aching body into the warm water, which would soon be filled with dirt and blood. Eventually I forced myself to get out of the bath and managed to stand up again wrapping a raggedy old towel around myself carefully. I peaked out the bathroom door, and when I saw the coast was clear I limped to my closet of a bedroom and shut the door behind me. I sat down on the bed and examined the clothes left out for me, tight black jeans, which would hurt like a bimbo over all my injuries, combat boots, and a baby blue hoodie. Alongside the clothes was a small bottle of concealer, I'm assuming to cover up any lingering marks on my face, and a brush to look presentable. I got ready and then assessed my appearance in the mirror. I looked like a normal teenage girl, but I didn't feel like one. I feel empty inside, my will to live dwindling, my desire to keep breathing almost non existent at this point. Recalling the instructions from Alpha Ryan to stay put until further notice, I collapsed onto my mattress, exhausted. I curled myself into a tight ball and attempted to ignore the pain that was pulsing throughout my body. In addition to the countless injuries from the previous week, I was stuck with a seemingly permanent migraine. My head has been ringing since Tuesday, the only time it's tolerable is when I am blacked out. Sometimes I just like to imagine what life would be like if my parents hadn't completely up and abandoned me as an infant, but that's simply wishful thinking. I wonder if they would feel guilty if they knew what my life consisted of now. I wonder if I ever even cross their minds. My thoughts are interrupted by the door being swung open. In walks Fiona and Taylor, their faces screaming "we're pretending to be nice." "Hey Phoenix, our guests have arrived and would like to speak to you in my Father's office" Taylor smiles at me. Fake. The one and only time Taylor will ever be nice to me, when he is trying to impress their important guests, whoever they may be... Why did they want to speak to me? I make my way to my feet after a few seconds, holding the wall to support myself. I then exit my "room" and start trudging down the hallway slowly. With the little progress I've made I hear Taylor quietly growl behind me "Don't mess this up." On the verge of tears, I knock on the door in front of me. I was absolutely petrified what would happen to me if I messed up or I didn't convince Alpha Ryan's guests that I was ok. Why did they want to meet me in the first place? As far as I was concerned I was less important than the pet goldfish the Delta's 5 year old son had won at the carnival. Regardless, I'd have to play the part of a normal teenager who hasn't spent the last 6 years of her life slowly being broken by the entirety of the pack. I heard Alpha Ryan sweetly call out "come in" and I hesitantly held the doorknob before twisting it open to reveal Alpha Ryan, a grossly handsome man, 2 other men that looked eerily like the first, and another man and woman off to the other side of them. I instinctively take a step back, instead of forward and I see Alpha Ryan's face harden a bit warning me. I take several steps into the office, trying my best to hide my limp. I keep my distance from the group and stop pretty far away from them. I see the handsome man's face perk up as he begins staring at me, analyzing me. I didn't like it, so I simply bowed my head in submission to my Alpha and his guests. "Phoenix, come take a seat" he coerces, leading me towards the couches where everyone else currently sat. The 3 that looked similar to each other sat on one couch, while Alpha sat on the other with the other 2 guests that must have been mates. Next to the couches was an armchair that sat one. I took the seat still looking down at my hands, but grateful that my aching limbs could rest for a bit. "You probably don't remember us, as last time we met we were both young" a deep voice speaks out, I'm almost tempted to look up and see who it is, but I already know it's the handsome guy. Wolf instincts I guess. "When you were abandoned as a baby my father brought you here to a pack he knew would love and care for you, and we're happy to see you've been doing well here" he speaks out again, not sounding entirely convinced. I nearly smirk at his words. A loving pack? Doing well? If only he knew. Who is he? "Do you know who I am?" I shook my head no, not daring to look up. He oozed dominance and I was terrified of the power he must have held. "Phoenix, I am Alpha of the Royal Pack. King Maddox of the werewolves." My throat goes dry, I should not even be in his presence, why is he even talking to me? I can't even speak at this point without it coming out as incoherent babbling, so I remain quiet, my head bowed in respect. "Does she speak?" I hear the king inquire with Alpha curiously. "Yes. She does" his voice cold, despite his efforts to act kind. I hesitantly looked up, "Apologies, your highness. I'm just not used to conversing with someone of such high ranking. Forgive me." I whisper, my voice barely audible to myself. His head tilts a bit to one side as if confused by my response, and the others who I can only assume are part of the Royal Pack as well sport similar reactions. Perhaps they were just surprised by how timid I sounded. By the looks of it the 5 of them were mind linking each other, and the room fell into an awkward silence for a minute before the King spoke up. "Please call me Maddox, no need for the formalities. Let me introduce you to the others as well." The 2 that looked like Maddox were his cousins Hunter, who was their highest ranking warrior, and Carter, the the Gamma of the pack. The couple across from them were the Beta Isaac and his Mate Zoe. They were all very important to their pack and werewolf kind, I was not. Just my mere presence in this room of important wolves confused me, I felt out of place to say the least. Thankfully Alpha Ryan spoke up "Phoenix, you should catch up with the rest of the pack for today's training, we don't want you falling behind do we?" I suppressed the urge to laugh at him and promptly shook my head, and stood to leave, before saying. "It was lovely to meet all of you." Maddox POV I watched as she turned around and left. Although it looked like she was making great efforts to hide it, I could still detect the limp, I wonder what that's from. Training perhaps? How had she not recognized the bond? It nearly drove me mad ignoring it during that meeting, but I didn't want to make a scene especially since she seemed so disinterested. I was going to talk to her again, not around this Alpha. He used to be great friends with my Dad, hence why he left Phoenix in his care, but the guy always gave me the creeps. Something seemed seriously off about him and I could almost guarantee he befriended my Dad simply for the power. However I'd respect my Dad's friendship with him and come to pay my respects for his retirement. 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