I woke up to the sound of the large door being opened. I struggle to open my eyes to the shadowy figure standing above me. It had been two days since I ate or drank anything as punishment. I was told the night I came back in. Remembering the sweet smell of outside and the freedom of the grass between my toes as I tried to conjure the memory that seemed so distant now. I squinted at the youngest Logue, or should I say, Snow, member with a tray of food in her hands and a look of disappointment and disgust plastered on her face. "Here, my Aunt Irma thought it was time for you to eat," she thrust the silver platter in my direction as I struggled to sit up. As a werewolf, we have to consume more than humans. More calorie intake, more protein, more fiber, everything, and to go without any food for two days was hard, really hard. "Eggs over easy, bacon, grits, sausage biscuits, and toast." "That won't be enough." I gurgled out as I took the plate and placed it by my feet. "You're so selfis
"Juliet?" I heard the exhausted voice of Talia through the concrete wall that was leaning my head on. I didn't feel like answering her. I kept replaying the entire scene in my head, running in the grass, pushing branches out of my face, smelling my pack. I was so close I could've sworn I smelt one of my mates. "Juliet, are you awake?" "Yes, Talia, what is it?" "Is this what you've been going through?" she asked. I wanted to scream. Of course, this is what I've been going through. Poking, prodding, gassing, you name it. I told her when she got locked up in here with me that I didn't run off to be with anyone else. My father, in all his infinite wisdom, sold me here, to La Chambre Blanche. Why would I ever run away from my mates when that's all I've ever wanted? "Yes," I stated lazily as I rolled my eyes. "How? How did you get out?" she questioned. I could hear the hopefulness in her voice, which led me to believe she was planning or was wanting to plan another escape. "Well, the fi
"Oh," Talia moaned as she gripped her forehead and staggered to her feet. "Juliet, help me to the bathroom. I think I'm going to puke.""No, one of the Nelson brothers will help you!" Irma urged as she raised her arm to point at the lazy brothers who leaned against each other sitting in the corner of the lab. They were disgusting men, fat, lazy, rude, and smelly. Why Irma felt the need to keep them around was beyond me, but I wasn't about to ask her that. "Why? So they could try something with me again?" Talia clapped back as she shot them both a glare. They quickly stood up and placed their hands over their privates. I smirked, knowing Talia probably kicked them both, even though she was weak. A week had passed since I made my escape, and Talia had been bugging me daily to try again for us both. As much as I detested Talia Banks for being the typical mean girl throughout high school and now college. I couldn't in good conscience leave her to rot here, no matter how many times that i
“Out of my way, freak!” Demanded Talia Banks as she bumped into me pushing the books from my hand and onto the floor. She laughed walking away, meeting up with her two best friends, Morgan Wills and Courtney Fletcher. Talia and her posse were the popular girls, granted this was a college, and no longer high school. Popularity seemed to follow these girls wherever they went. I bent down to get the old second-hand books and notebooks when the girls circled back around to kick them further down the hallway. As I scooped up my things, I looked up to see Oliver and Oscar the McKinney twins, and their cousins Seth and Shane McKinney, who were identical twins, just like Oscar and Oliver. Oliver and Talia had started dating three weeks prior along with Oscar and Morgan. Seth had gotten with Courtney while she made her cousin Brittany Fletcher switch schools to be with Shane. They all watched me as I dusted my knees off and walked to my locker, where my only best friend Olivia was waiting for m
“Oh God, Juliet! What happened here?” Bellowed yet another voice. I must have passed out because I didn’t remember anything afterward. I woke up in my bed though, my father was looming over me. His pale skin and obsidian eyes would frighten anyone but to wake up to it was something different. My father was the pack physician and was never around, since my mother passed giving birth to me and my twin sister, Jemma. She died in the womb and my father said I absorbed all her nutrition and such. I don’t think he ever came to terms with losing his mate and daughter. “Your vitals look good pup,” My father, Charles, said as he backed his face away from mine. “I spoke to Alpha Chris, he is looking into the matter, Pup. Get some rest.” The next day was of course my birthday, and it was no surprise Liv showed up with balloons, chocolate, a teddy bear, and the newest movie for us to watch at night. It had become a tradition for us, but to my surprise, she wasn’t alone. Behind her w
As I made my way down the stairs, Liv was behind me, and I was quickly rushed by the younger set of twins as they helped me down and onto the sofa. They all sat on the large floral couch smelling the air and trying to get closer to me. Chris snapped his fingers and they calmed down adjusting their clothes. “Juliet it seems you are fated to my nephews, all of them.” He paused rubbing his chin and scraping the red whiskers. “Charles, do you have any idea why that is?” He looked up from the twins and found my father sitting on the bar stool at our kitchen island. “Yes, when Juliet was born she had a fraternal twin named Jemma, she died in vitro, and Juliet absorbed everything from her in order to survive, I couldn’t operate. It was too risky for both of them and Katherine.” He slumped down taking a drink of the rum and coke he had every evening. “So, what you’re saying is both your girls would’ve been fated to my nephews but because one pa
“Baby girl, come and we’ll give you a ride,” Shane spoke close to my ear as he headed to his black XL Escalade. I often forget just how wealthy the McKinneys are. “Brat, here, come sit while we drive you,” Oliver called out as he opened the door to his white XL Escalade. Seth was already in the driver’s seat and so was Oscar, both hoping I’d go with the other. This was going to get difficult fast, I thought to myself as I felt an arm lock in with mine. Liv started to drag me off to her jeep, and I gladly followed, I knew I could always count on her. “Sorry Romeos this Juliet is getting a ride from her bestie, we’ll see you guys later.” Olivia giggled as she hopped into the driver’s seat and sped off without a second look. “So, I know we didn’t get to have our annual get-together yesterday so how about we do it tonight?” “Yes, I’d love that!” I exclaimed as we pulled into my driveway, as if on cue the guys pulled in behind us. I stepped out and am qu
“Pup, we need to talk!” My father startled me as I walked through the front door. I grabbed my chest and fell back into the door. “Sit, I’ll get you a drink,” I watched as he made his way to the fridge and liquor cabinet. He poured me coke and vodka as I sat on the tan lazy boy across from him. “Pup, this is a strange phenomenon that has occurred with you.” I nodded my head and took a sip. “Nothing like this has happened before, and people will be curious.” He sat back in his chair and laid one leg over the other. “So, I have taken an offer,” He watched me as I took another sip furling one eyebrow up at him. Suddenly, the back door flung open, and two very large bald men come bargaining in. I got up but felt dizzy so I slipped back down into my chair. I felt the same pang in my chest and I hoped that my mates would feel it too. Before I can protest I was taken away and managed to watch one of the men pay my father before I passed out. When I woke I realized I was in a strange white roo