LOGINSienna Doe grew up an orphan. She was left on the steps of Blue Valley Orphanage when she was just a toddler. Not knowing who her parents are or where she came from, the only link she has to her past is a locket around her neck with the name Sienna hidden inside on a scrap of paper. Completely ignorant to the world of werewolves and supernatural creatures, believing them to be a thing of myths and legend, she has no idea that her own body is hiding her deepest secret. On the night which Sienna has always celebrated her birthday, her body starts to go through some unexpected changes, reeking havoc on the unsuspecting residents of Blue Valley. Which draws the attention of the resident bad boy Mason Donnelly. Will Mason be able to help Sienna unravel the secrets of her past and help her forge a new destiny? Or will the reality of her past cause more harm than good? AUTHOR NOTE: Chapters will be updated on Friday's only for the time being. Thank you KM x
View MoreMalu itu menurut Mita adalah ketika mendapat gelar sarjana cumlaude di universitas ternama tetapi selama satu tahun belum juga mendapat pekerjaan.
Asli, malu banget bawaannya. Ditambah teman-teman yang lain sudah bekerja, tetangga sebelah sudah menikah dan keponakannya yang baru lulus dari sekolah menengah kejuruan bahkan sudah diterima kerja di perusahaan elit.
Rasanya Mita ingin menenggelamkan kepalanya di bak kamar mandi atau mencuri mesin waktu si kucing biru kebanggaan Jepang. Kemudian menghilang dari peradaban dunia agar tidak mendengar gosip-gosip kompor tetangga sebelah.
Menghilang dari peradaban berarti harus mati dong?
Haduh, bahkan Mita bukan seorang alim yang taat kepada Tuhan yang Maha Esa. Ibadah lima waktu pun masih bolong-bolong. Malah nggak pernah ibadah. Jadi, memilih menghilang dari peradaban sepertinya bukan solusi yang pas.
Lalu apa? Meminta si kucing biru untuk membawa ke masa depan juga tidak akan menjamin kebahagiaan. Mita sendiri bahkan nggak tau masa depannya cerah atau malah suram. Lalu meminta kembali ke masa lalu? Nggak deh, masa lalu nya datar, monoton hanya seorang gadis pecandu belajar demi ambisi peringkat satu.
Dan kalau boleh jujur, Mika sangat menyesal dengan ambisinya di masa lalu yang hanya berpusat soal peringkat akademik atau nilai-nilai yang sempurna. Karena ternyata semua itu nggak menjamin, sedangkan teman-temannya yang semasa sekolah atau kuliah dengan nilai yang nggak seberapa malah memiliki nasib yang bagus. Dapat pekerjaan di tempat-tempat elit, atau minimalnya sudah bekerja. Lah dirinya apa atuh masih pengangguran nan menyedihkan.
Setiap pagi beberes rumah. Selesai itu rebahan, membuka email untuk mengecek perkembangan cv yang dia kirimkan ke banyak perusahaan. Berharapnya ada satu email yang berisi kabar bahagia, tapi nggak ada, satu persatu balasan email isinya menolak semua. Setidaknya ada satu kesempatan untuk ikut wawancara kek ... ini nggak ada loh. Benar-benar menolak semua.
Pantas kan bila Mita ingin menenggelamkan kepalanya di bak kamar mandi?
“Mit, tau nggak? Anak keduanya Bu RT si siapa itu namanya, Rika, iya Rika dapet kerjaan di pabrik tapi di kantornya, keren ya, padahal dia masih muda loh, kerja sambil kuliah, dia membiayai kuliahnya sendiri.”
Mita bergumam pelan, tiba-tiba nasi yang dia telan bagai gumpalan batu akik milik bapaknya. Dia nggak mau melihat ibunya.
Ketahuilah bahwa Ibu Sri adalah ibu kandung rasa ibu tiri. Ucapannya lemah lembut namun dilain waktu akan menusuk tulang. Apalagi ketika membahas prestasi-prestasi anak tetangga, saudara atau anak teman arisannya yang sudah bekerja maupun menikah. Wanita Jawa tulen yang harusnya lemah lembut nan baik hati itu akan berubah menjadi bak ibu tiri bawang putih.
“Pinter ya si Rika, udah bisa cari uang sendiri.”
Benar. Ternyata benar, kalau Mita bukan makan nasi tetapi makan batu akik. Mana nyangkut di tenggorokan. Perih serasa berdarah.
“Kamu nikah aja sana, cari mantu buat ibu yang konglomerat.” Ibu langsung geloyor pergi meninggalkan Mita setelah berkata demikian.
Jahat sekali everybody.
Untung Mita orangnya nggak baperan. Bisa dibayangkan kalau dia suka ambil hati ucapan ibunya. Bisa-bisa dia kena mental dan jadi tinggal di rumah sakit jiwa. Stres, depresi hingga bunuh diri. Sudah cukup tentang pekerjaan saja yang membuat mentalnya sering down. Ucapan Ibu Sri anggap saja sebagai angin lalu. Yang baik ya didengarkan yang nggak baik ya nggak usah di dengarkan.
Tetapi ya semenjak Mita jadi pengangguran yang selalu stay di rumah, Ibu menjadi kubu sengit yang menatap Mita dengan sorot mata pedang ingin menghunus lawannya. Siap berperang untuk mengganggu mental anak sulungnya.
“Cepet-cepet cari kerja sana mbak, gue takut aja sih lo jadi gila di rumah.”
Remaja laki-laki berparas tampan, macho, hitam manis yang merupakan adik satu-satunya Mita itu mengambil duduk di samping kakaknya. Dia mengambil sendok di genggaman Mita dan dengan santai menyantap makan siang milik kakaknya.
Hansel namanya. Beberapa orang bilang Hansel seperti orang keturunan India, hidung mancung, hitam manis, sorot mata tajam, tinggi dan macho. Jika mereka berdua disandingkan pun orang yang nggak mengenal akan mengira bahwa mereka bukan saudara kandung. Jelas saja, karena Mita seperti keturunan China. Mata sipit walaupun kulitnya sawo matang.
Dulu Mita mengejek bahwa Hansel bukan anak kandung ibu dan bapak karena nggak mirip. Ternyata dia juga nggak mirip dengan ibu dan bapaknya yang Jawa tulen.
Ternyata eh ternyata, Ibu saat mengandung Mita lagi gencar-gencarnya suka artis China dan waktu mengandung Hansel suka banget dengan artis India. Jadilah keturunan China dan India di keluarga Jawa Tulen ini.
“Dateng-dateng memperkeruh suasana hati gue aja lo, dek.”
Mita membiarkan Hansel mengambil alih makanannya. Adiknya itu hanya berkaus singlet pasti baru pulang sekolah.
“Soalnya ibu lama-lama makin ngeri.”
“Nah kan, lo ngerasain kan?”
“Kalau sama gue sih enggak, tapi sama lo kayak musuh bebuyutan.” Hansel memperjelas jika sikap ibu kepadanya dan Mita sangatlah berbeda.
Anak bontot yang masih sekolah jelas menjadi anak kesayangan tanpa celah kesalahan dan akan selalu di puja puji. Dulu juga Mita sempat menjadi anak kesayang. Tapi sekarang dia jadi anak bahan ghibahan ibu sendiri.
Nasib oh nasih. Kapan engkau baik kepada anak yang malang ini.
Mita ingin mendapat kerja titik nggak pakai koma. Dia nggak mau lagi mencari mesin waktu kucing biru kebanggaan Jepang. Dia maunya dapat kerja dan bekerja di masa sekarang. Agar cepat menyudahi masa pengangguran selama satu tahun silam yang sedikit demi sedikit mulai membuatnya gila.
SiennaI could smell him before anything else.The deep masculine scent that was completely out of place in the heavily fragranced floral haven I found myself.It wasn’t an unpleasant smell by any stretch. In fact, quite the opposite. It was as if my body had become attuned to the scent, and sought it out amongst the perfumed blooms. It was like a craving. When all you wanted was something salty, but the table before you, was laid out with nothing but sweets. Mason had become my something salty. And every part of my being longed to open my eyes and seek him out. To rush into his arms and relish his touch.But I refused to allow myself to cave to the persistent nagging within.And then came the sound of his feet crunching along the stone pathway to where I sat.Listening intently to the rhythmic sound of his feet as he made his way towards me with agonisingly slow strides.Was he walking in slow motion? Or was it simply my own mind making things more difficult for me.He came to stop i
MasonNot for the first time today, I find myself punching the desk in frustration.In all honesty, no I hadn’t been completely ecstatic about finding my mate in the first place, but when I came to physically have her in my arms, the idea of being without her hurt.I began to allow myself to actually start thinking of a future. About what our lives would look like as we grew older.But all of that came to an abrupt halt the moment that Devon handed me that dress. The dress which now lay as a pile of ash in the hearth of my office.It didn’t matter though. I could burn the whole packhouse to the ground, but that scent. The lingering scent of another man, still lingered in my nostrils.And then, as if that wasn’t enough to set my alter ego alight, then I found her trying to escape me.Sienna was new to our world. That was without question. But there were certain things that ones mate should never do. Firstly, reject or breaking the mate bond. Secondly, running away from your mate. Espec
SiennaStorming out of the white house and onto the large oval gravel drive, I march straight into the solid wall that was a man’s chest.“Ouff!” the wind was all but knocked out of me, as I visibly rebounded off of the man in question.“Apologies, Luna.” He dipped his head, and stepped to one side.My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.“Luna is a title, not a name.” The man explained with a churlish grin plastered to his face as I brushed past, every intention of getting as far away from Mason, this house, and whoever this man was, as I possibly could. I stopped in my track though at his comment, and I look over my shoulder at him with a stare that I hoped could induce death is necessary.“I am barely one of your kind. What makes you think I want one of your stra
Sienna“You can’t just keep me locked up in your bedroom like a damsel in distress.”“Once again Sienna, you are not locked in. Look. The door opens.” Mason proceeds to give me a demonstration of how the door, on the opposite side of the room to the one I tried this morning, opened and closed without issue.“I’m talking metaphorically.” I counteract with annoyance as I followed him back into the room. “I have people who will be worried about me. They are probably looking for me right now.”“A boyfriend perhaps?” I couldn’t help but notice the element of bitter jealousy in his words.“What?” I shake off the comments, “No, like friends. Like my carers. I am still legally underage; I need to at least tell them I am safe. I have a job for God’s sake!”“No need.” He walked across to the locked door and opening it with a brass key from his pocket. Entering the second room. I quickly followed him into an office space easily the same size as the bedroom.His office was the polar opposite of h






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