Masuk
CHAPTER ONE
JULIA “This will be good,” Mom says for the fifth time, and I sigh deeply. “Come on, Julia, this will be good. I promise you.” She nudges my shoulder. I look at her, and my heart squeezes at the guilt on her face. I know she didn’t want to do this; she didn’t want to rip me away from my friends, my school, my life. Ever since Dad left, things have been a little hard for us, but Mom took care of me; she gave me what she didn’t have, she never made me feel the lack and absence. I lived a good life. I had everything and more, but she deprived herself of companionship because of me. I’ve always wondered why she never dated. Is it me, or does she just not want to? She doesn’t really talk about Dad, but I know she loved him. She loved him very much. I’ve seen the old pictures that she always tries to hide. All I know about Dad is that he was her first love, the man she met at nineteen, the man who stuck to her like glue, but eventually left. Something must have happened. It is the biggest mystery of my life – why did he leave? “You’re not saying anything, Jul. Just talk to me.” She pleas. I tear my gaze away from the plane window and look at her. “Does he love you?” I ask. She blinks, caught offguard, “What?” “Does Stephen love you? We are moving to the other side of the world to be with him. You’re leaving your job, I’m leaving school, leaving everything to be with him. We are giving a lot, sacrificing a lot for him. There has to be a balance, Mom. Is it reciprocated? Does he love you enough? We are making so many sacrifices to be with him. What is he doing to be with you?” I articulate, my brows furrowed. She stutters, “Steve, he loves me. He loves us. He paid for our plane tickets. He bought us a house, Julia, our house, in my name. I know you’re worried about everything, but I promise you, our lives are changing for the better. He loves us, and I love him too. He’s everything I’ve always wanted.” I nod, with a fake smile. I’m not too excited about starting over, but at least she’s excited. She’s happy, so I will be happy. She has given so much for me. It is my turn to pay her back for everything. “Steve has two sons, Silas and Sebastian. They’re twins, and just a year older than you. I’m sure you’ll be fast friends. You’ll also make more friends in school. Oh, I’m so excited!” She gushes, and I chuckle at her happiness. We spent the rest of the flight talking about everything. I’m a Senior in High School, and next year, I’ll be off to college. School is resuming in a few days, and I have to start with the new session. Truly, I’m not looking forward to it. It took me a while to get comfortable in school and make friends. I’m more of a nerd, which makes me more likely to be picked on. High School is full of bullies. I survived it once, and now, I have to start over. At least, I won’t be alone. Steve’s twins could help me smooth things over. I close my book as the plane starts to land. Goosebumps trickle down my spine. Everything here is different. The air is different. Mom helps me pack my bags, then grabs hers. I hold to my book as we get off the plane. “Steve is picking us up. Are you hungry?” Mom asks, and I nod, too exhausted to speak. She smiles and begins chattering as we walk through the airport. I don’t respond, but she doesn’t need me to. My head is banging, and exhaustion has settled in my bones. I need to sleep for hours, and maybe swim later. Truly, I am excited for a new possibility. I try to keep an open mind. “Steve!” Mom gasps. I follow her gaze and see Steve. He runs towards us, obviously enamoured by my mom. “Oh, baby!” Mom gushes and hugs him tightly. He cups her face and showers her in kisses. My heart twists painfully as I watch them. I’m nineteen, and I’ve never been in love, not like this, not something as solid and real. I want something like this. I want something real. I want to be loved, too. Steve pulls away from my Mom and wraps me in his big arms. “You look beautiful, Julia.” He presses a kiss to my forehead. I roll my eyes, “Don’t flatter me. I’m so exhausted.” “You’ve had a very long journey, so it’s understandable. I didn’t decorate your bedroom yet, actually, you can choose whatever bedroom you want in the room. The world is your oyster, sweet girl.” He pinches my cheeks tenderly, and I beam widely. My heart squeezes painfully. I’ve never had a father in my life, and Steve is fitting perfectly into the role. “Alright, come on, let’s go home.” He urges, and we file into his Jeep. I glance out the window as he drives us to our new home. I’ve always been afraid of change, but maybe change can be good. The only constant thing in life is change. My mouth falls open in awe as we drive past big companies, hospitals, farms, and pharmacies. This place is a big city compared to my former home. This place will be perfect, and I’m so impatient to begin the rest of my life here. Mom sends me a warm smile, and I return it. “Your school is only ten minutes away from home. By the way, I have a huge surprise for you tomorrow.” Steve informs, and I nod, excited. Eventually, he drives onto a street. I frown as shivers crawl down my spine, for no reason. I push it back and smile when I see my new home. I am oblivious to how my life is about to change.CHAPTER 85JULIA – POINT OF VIEWI wake up the next morning. Silas is gone, and Sebastian has a vice-like hold on me as if he expects me to run away while he sleeps.I smile, settling into his warmth. He is deeply asleep, but still holding on to me tightly. He has an inclination, even when unconscious, to protect me, and as every growing boy, he believes the safest place I can be is with him, and I do not doubt that. I find it endearing. I graze his soft cheeks with my hands. He stirs but doesn’t wake. I lean in, counting his lashes. My fingers thread through his thick curls. He’s so beautiful. I don’t understand how they can be so beautiful. No offence to Steve, but he isn’t where they get their beauty from. Their mother must have been gorgeous.His lashes flutter as he wakes up.Goosebumps break over my skin when his hold tightens, and he pulls me closer.“Morning, baby.” He groans thickly, biceps flexing in a way that makes me want to clench my thighs.He smiles at me, a knowing ex
CHAPTER 84JULIA – POINT OF VIEWMorning finds me in the kitchen, giggling as Sebastian tries and fails to put something together.“Do not laugh! You’re distracting me!” He grumbles, whisking the eggs.Silas watches, cheeks flushed, and murmurs, “Wrap it up, brother and stop making a mess. I won’t clean the kitchen, just know that. Take your L already.”“I will not.” Sebastian is determined, and it makes me laugh harder.Their grand plan this morning is to cook a separate breakfast, something beautiful and different, something we can all enjoy. Sebastian began about thirty minutes ago, and now, it is obvious he is going to lose big time. I’m pleased to watch his failure, because I want to win. We’d told him to cook a simple meal; a rice dish would have been better, but he decided to make scrambled eggs and bread from scratch.Everywhere is covered in flour and the sweet stench of my impending victory.“Give up already!” I giggle, impatient to get to my turn.He sighs deeply and throws
CHAPTER 83JULIA – POINT OF VIEWWe enjoy each other’s presence and silence. Our first day there is spent existing in each other’s space. Sex isn’t on the schedule. They are still worried that they broke me, and I can’t blame them. My body is still riddled with love marks. The one around my neck has faded a little, but the ones on my inner thigh, back, just everywhere still linger. I like looking at it, and, deep down, I don’t want it to fade, at least not yet. I enjoy looking at it, looking at the carnage they’ve wrecked on my body. A representation of the pleasure, how they can barely contain it.That night, we slept early.It’s strange to sleep early.We’re young, yet we’re acting like old people.“Perhaps we should throw a party and hope the deers around us attend,” Silas smirks.I giggle and nudge his shoulder, “You know that’s not what I meant. Just … we are young, we should do young people things, even though I think you’re both old men. There’s something strange about you, som
CHAPTER 82SILAS – POINT OF VIEW“Maybe hate is a strong word, but I do not like the thought of them.” She clarifies, which does nothing to help what I already think.“Because it’s unfair to carry so much power?” Seb asks her, and she nods.I know I should drop the topic, but she’s speaking from a place of ignorance. She has not been directly affected by a werewolf and yet hates the idea of us. It’s ironic because she was holding me tight overnight and now, she wants to curb us from the world. “You do know that werewolves do not choose to be werewolves. It is not a conscious choice on the part. It’s not something they decide on a random Tuesday. They’re born like that, well, according to the countless books and myths. They are not like Vampires who are turned. The beast you speak about is inherent, they’re born like that, and I understand your perspective now. I really do understand you. Maybe I'm just too open minded.” I shrug, biting my lips.So what if she doesn’t like werewolves?
CHAPTER 81JULIA – POINT OF VIEW“W …what?” Sebastian asks, confused.“Werewolves.” I clarify, taking another sip of the tea, oblivious to their true reaction to my questions.“Yeah, we heard you. Why … why are you asking about Werewolves? It’s a little abrupt.” Silas looks at me, brows furrowed, eyes glazing over with an emotion I can’t identify just yet.“I’ve been reading this book,” I begin, “And it got me thinking. It’s a romantic fantasy, of course, but that’s just what it is, a book. There’s no way Werewolves are real, just like Vampires aren’t real. Imagination is a curious thing because somehow, we created these species in our mind, put them in books and sell them to thousands of people. The concept of Werewolves is ridiculous, don’t you think?”“Really?” Silas frowns at me.I fold my legs beneath me and delve into it, “Of course, think about it. Werewolves. Beasts that walk around in the form of men, that’s indulgent in people’s belief in anything. In a way, I understand why
CHAPTER 80JULIA – POINT OF VIEWI wake up hours later, at the crack of dawn. I’ve been sleeping for hours, and my memories feel fragmented, all over the place. It’s hard to remember anything except the sex. The overwhelming sex we had.Everywhere is dark, but sunlight streams in, just barely.I am in bed, but not alone. Silas is on my right, deeply asleep, his arm around me, with his face buried in the crook of my neck. Sebastian has his arm around my hips, deeply asleep, too. They’re holding me tight as if they expect me to run away. Sex is a big deal for me, and I’m not going away. Keeping my virginity was a conscious action on my path, and deciding to sleep with them was a choice.The storm isn’t over, just settled for the moment. The air is cold and calm. I feel reborn and made anew. My bladder burns, so I carefully extract myself from them. I am cautious, so I won’t wake them up. They took care of me, cleaned me and put me to bed. The least I can do is let them sleep on.Howev







