I wake up with a splitting headache, but my body is really warm. I snuggle closer to the warmness. Then, waking up a bit more I realize it’s a body. I shot up right, grabbing my head instantly at the pain of the sudden movement.The body next to me slowly moves off the bed and I slowly look up at it. But I’m not meant with one body, but three. The triplets.I groan throwing my head back into my hands. “Here.” Issac says, causing me to look up. He has a glass of water and pain killers which I take gratefully.I look over at Dean, who from where he’s standing, I know he was the one in the bed with me. “What happened?”All three of there jaws flex, but Gunner speaks, “Someone drugged you. We think they used the fight to distract us and drug you.” I gap at them.Then the realization hits me, “That stupid fucking bitch.” I mumble, but of course they hear me. “Who?” Gunner asks firmly, clearly wanting to know who I think did it. I look up and decide I’m tired of lying for that bitch. “Vera.
I should be mad that he said he’d never ‘allow’ me, but all I can think of is how sweet it is that he wants to protect me. Then I remember I don’t deserve it.Here they are trying like hell to gain my trust when I’m lying to them backwards and forwards, they deserve better. Someone who can truly be with them.“I’ll call the healer.” Issac says, deciding Dean’s course of action is the only way. “No.” I say dryly, having decided that they’re too good for me.“Stop. I can see your pretty head turning. Whatever you’re thinking stop, we’re helping you. As friends. We’re doing this as your friends. Just let us do this.” Dean says, I narrow my eyes at him rolling my eyes. He just smiles at me in return.I guess I don’t plan on going back to Heath and if I run there’s going to be hell to pay anyway. What’s a few less scars?“Alright, let’s go eat. It’ll help your headache.” Gunner says, raising to his feet and grabbing my hand pulling me up from the bed. I relent easily and we all start makin
Trigger Warning! **Abuse**Ten years earlierI was woken up by someone pulling my hair and ripping me from my bed. I screamed as I tried to unravel myself from my pink comforter, so I have use of my limbs. Not that it will do me any good, I’m not allowed to fight back. I made that mistake once, never again.I know what this is about. I’ve been waiting for it all night, but of course he waited until I finally fell asleep.My brother lied again, saying I took a toy he was playing with, when I was playing with it first. I would have just given it to him had he asked, but he went straight to telling Heath. I would have done anything to avoid this.Alec doesn’t know this is what happens when he lies. I don’t know if he’ll ever know.Heath carries me all the way to my special room, by my hair. Tears streaming down my face. I don’t say anything though, learned a long time ago that it doesn’t matter, and will just make it worse. I could show him proof, and it wouldn’t matter.I don’t know why
I’m pulled back from my memory, just as I’m about to reach my cabin and Sarah spins me around. She looks at me, sorrow taking over her features. That’s when I realize I’m crying. I quickly try and wipe them away, but they just keep falling. “They didn’t mean it. If they knew you were her, they never would have said that.” She says and I just stare at her, before I remember what she’s talking about.She thinks I’m crying because of what Dean said, but I’m not. I’m crying for what my brother was forced to do to me, repeatedly, I could literally count how many times. What Heath took from both of us, that’s something worth crying for. Not the words of someone who doesn’t truly know what he’s talking about.I still can’t stop the tears, so I just nod, turn around and walk inside to my room. Slamming the door behind me.I close my eyes trying to get some sleep, but it eludes me.New day, new me, I am Grace.New day doesn’t want to.He doesn’t, I am Grace.My mantra’s keep getting mixed up i
The last twenty-four hours have been a whirlwind of emotions. More intense than I’m used to. I’m definitely going to have to get used to caring more than usual. I don’t have an option when it comes to her.And when it comes to her, I will protect her with my life. I may have respected her decision to not talk about her scars right now, but that conversation is not over. I will be finding out who her father is, and I will be taking care of it. Probably her so called brother too. Who stands by and lets their father do this to their sister? I still need to find out more about that though.I feel calmer, now that I’ve held her all day, but I can still feel my anger trying to push through.I swear she can sense these things, as she walks over to me leaning against me. Maybe she can. After that protective action she took with Issac, I have a feeling she’s going to have a strong wolf.Most wolves don’t show signs this early. My brothers and I did but it wasn’t anything like that, and we’re a
“Wake up, Xena!” Someone whisper yells at me. I groan in pain, wondering who is waking me up. I was just able to get my body to allow me to sleep. Thanks to the most recent beating from what most people would consider my father, I can barely move. I haven’t considered that man my father from the first time he laid his hands on me. That doesn’t seem to stop him from laying claim to me, when he needs to pretend that we’re the perfect family. The perfect daughter, that’s what I am. Great grades, well behaved, and of course what’s most important to him, beautiful.My long golden blonde hair flows to my butt, bright blue green eyes with a circle of bright, sparkling gold around my pupils, height of five five and skinny with curves in all the right places. All things that I’m required to maintain, for fear of life. Not sure how I’m supposed to maintain half of those, but it wouldn’t matter, I’d suffer the consequences if my body decided to grow an inch. I mean literally, he checks m
When I finally land in White Peak after four hours of the stinking bus, I’m dropped off at a gas station. A Stop-N-Go, on the outskirts of the pack.White Peak is way to close to our rival pack territories, then I would like, so I plan to keep my head down. It’s also why I assuming my mom wants me to change my name for my duration here. All information I gathered in my handy purple folder, since my mother couldn’t bother informing me. Apparently, my name here will be, Grace. I keep saying it over and over again, trying to burn into my mind, so I don’t mess up. I put my head down and walk into the gas station. Grabbing a bottle of water I head to the cashier, with the small amount of money my mom left with me. I hear the door to the gas station open with a loud chiming sound and look over. A tall boy at least six two, bright blue hair and a piercing on his nose, walks in with a huge smile on his face. Honestly, if I wasn’t so all over the place his smile would be infectious.
I give the receptionist a small smile and wave, when her smile lands on me. “Ah, Grace! It’s good to meet you!” She smiles and put her hand out for me to take. I do and give hers a gentle shake before letting it go. “Well Jordan, you know where to go. Grace why don’t you follow me, I’ll take you to your cabin, and here’s your schedule.” I nod.Jordan starts walking out of the room, “See you around, Grace!” He salutes me as he turns and closes the door. I silently beg him to not leave me. He’s been so friendly and helpful, things I’m just not used to at all. My unknowingly pleading face lands on the receptionist and she gives me a knowing smile. “It’ll be bad for a day or two, being the new girl. Then, you’ll just be apart of all of it. Everybody here is friendly, I just know you’ll fit right in. By the way my names Jessica. Any questions you can come ask me, I’m always available to help!” She smiles kindly, then throws her head in the direction of the door, signaling
The last twenty-four hours have been a whirlwind of emotions. More intense than I’m used to. I’m definitely going to have to get used to caring more than usual. I don’t have an option when it comes to her.And when it comes to her, I will protect her with my life. I may have respected her decision to not talk about her scars right now, but that conversation is not over. I will be finding out who her father is, and I will be taking care of it. Probably her so called brother too. Who stands by and lets their father do this to their sister? I still need to find out more about that though.I feel calmer, now that I’ve held her all day, but I can still feel my anger trying to push through.I swear she can sense these things, as she walks over to me leaning against me. Maybe she can. After that protective action she took with Issac, I have a feeling she’s going to have a strong wolf.Most wolves don’t show signs this early. My brothers and I did but it wasn’t anything like that, and we’re a
I’m pulled back from my memory, just as I’m about to reach my cabin and Sarah spins me around. She looks at me, sorrow taking over her features. That’s when I realize I’m crying. I quickly try and wipe them away, but they just keep falling. “They didn’t mean it. If they knew you were her, they never would have said that.” She says and I just stare at her, before I remember what she’s talking about.She thinks I’m crying because of what Dean said, but I’m not. I’m crying for what my brother was forced to do to me, repeatedly, I could literally count how many times. What Heath took from both of us, that’s something worth crying for. Not the words of someone who doesn’t truly know what he’s talking about.I still can’t stop the tears, so I just nod, turn around and walk inside to my room. Slamming the door behind me.I close my eyes trying to get some sleep, but it eludes me.New day, new me, I am Grace.New day doesn’t want to.He doesn’t, I am Grace.My mantra’s keep getting mixed up i
Trigger Warning! **Abuse**Ten years earlierI was woken up by someone pulling my hair and ripping me from my bed. I screamed as I tried to unravel myself from my pink comforter, so I have use of my limbs. Not that it will do me any good, I’m not allowed to fight back. I made that mistake once, never again.I know what this is about. I’ve been waiting for it all night, but of course he waited until I finally fell asleep.My brother lied again, saying I took a toy he was playing with, when I was playing with it first. I would have just given it to him had he asked, but he went straight to telling Heath. I would have done anything to avoid this.Alec doesn’t know this is what happens when he lies. I don’t know if he’ll ever know.Heath carries me all the way to my special room, by my hair. Tears streaming down my face. I don’t say anything though, learned a long time ago that it doesn’t matter, and will just make it worse. I could show him proof, and it wouldn’t matter.I don’t know why
I should be mad that he said he’d never ‘allow’ me, but all I can think of is how sweet it is that he wants to protect me. Then I remember I don’t deserve it.Here they are trying like hell to gain my trust when I’m lying to them backwards and forwards, they deserve better. Someone who can truly be with them.“I’ll call the healer.” Issac says, deciding Dean’s course of action is the only way. “No.” I say dryly, having decided that they’re too good for me.“Stop. I can see your pretty head turning. Whatever you’re thinking stop, we’re helping you. As friends. We’re doing this as your friends. Just let us do this.” Dean says, I narrow my eyes at him rolling my eyes. He just smiles at me in return.I guess I don’t plan on going back to Heath and if I run there’s going to be hell to pay anyway. What’s a few less scars?“Alright, let’s go eat. It’ll help your headache.” Gunner says, raising to his feet and grabbing my hand pulling me up from the bed. I relent easily and we all start makin
I wake up with a splitting headache, but my body is really warm. I snuggle closer to the warmness. Then, waking up a bit more I realize it’s a body. I shot up right, grabbing my head instantly at the pain of the sudden movement.The body next to me slowly moves off the bed and I slowly look up at it. But I’m not meant with one body, but three. The triplets.I groan throwing my head back into my hands. “Here.” Issac says, causing me to look up. He has a glass of water and pain killers which I take gratefully.I look over at Dean, who from where he’s standing, I know he was the one in the bed with me. “What happened?”All three of there jaws flex, but Gunner speaks, “Someone drugged you. We think they used the fight to distract us and drug you.” I gap at them.Then the realization hits me, “That stupid fucking bitch.” I mumble, but of course they hear me. “Who?” Gunner asks firmly, clearly wanting to know who I think did it. I look up and decide I’m tired of lying for that bitch. “Vera.
What the actual hell am I’m seeing right now? Why is our mate’s torso covered in scars.Her stomach covered with what must have been deep gashes, some look like they might have been sewn up by Grace herself. Her back. Oh Goddess, her back. Are those whipping marks? Then tally marks covering her arms. Tally marks? For what?My mind can’t even be excited about seeing my mate in only her bra.I glance at my brothers, Dean’s calm but shocked, Gunner however is shaking with anger. The next second, Gunner takes off. Dean tries to stop him, placing a hand on his shoulder, but Gunner looks up at him with murder in his eyes. “Unless you want me to shift and kill everybody at this party, I suggest you let me go.” Gunner growls, Dean releases him.Once the door slams shut behind Gunner, I sit in the chair beside the bed. My elbows resting on my knees and my hands pulling at my hair.Why would someone do this to her?Why is she protecting them?Why hasn’t she told us?It was her dad. I just know
There’s a fine line we must stay behind when it comes to letting Grace know we care about her, without telling her she’s, our mate. I may have made that harder when I told her we liked her, but I couldn’t stand by and make her think we didn’t want her. It seemed like a step back, making her think we didn’t want her just to turn around and convince her we do once she turns eighteen.It’s not against the rules to even be in a relationship before the bond snaps into place for both people, we just can’t tell her flat out or give hints.Which is proving to be more and more difficult.I’d hardly even consider what happened with Brycen a fight. Gunner pretty much just pushed him out of the cabin and that was it. I’m sure he wanted to do more, but he did save our girl, weather he’s a piece of shit or not.I had already told Vera that her a I weren’t a possibility. So, I’m not sure what she was trying to do coming over to us like that.I looked for Grace after we got Brycen out of the cabin an
What the hell happened last night? I made up with the triplets, just to be outed by their sister. The sister that’s hell bent on helping me, instead of letting me just leave. Ugh!A knock at my door, interrupts my staring at the ceiling time. The door creaks open, “You coming to breakfast today?” Gia asks, walking into my room slightly.I look over at her, as I’m still laying down in bed. “No, thank you.” I don’t want to move. I’m just going to lay here until the party.Which is exactly what I do. I finally get out of bed about an hour before the party, to get ready. Wearing jean shorts and a green hoodie, foregoing the tank top, because I’m sure it’s going to get hot at the party. Straightening my hair and adding a little mascara to my lashes, I walk out of my room. Gia and Olivia waiting in the living room for me.They’re both dressed similar, so I’m happy to see this isn’t a super dress-up party.We head over, silently. Them not understanding why I’ve secluded myself in my room all
I laugh shaking my head at them, “They did not tell me they loved me. We’re just friends' guys stop.” Olivia rolls her eyes, “Okay, whatever. You’re still coming to the ball.” I shake my head, “I can’t go to the ball. I have nothing to wear, and I’ve never been before. I don’t think I’d like it.” I half lie. Honestly, I’m nervous. I know I’m getting away with my hidden identity here, but there’s bound to be someone at the ball who has seen me before. I can’t risk it. Gia smiles, “Everybody’s nervous their first ball, but you’ll have us! And I’m sure we can find you something to wear!” Ugh! “Maybe. We’ll talk about it later; I need to take a shower.” I say, hoping to give myself time to come up with another excuse not to got go later. They finally relent letting me leave for my shower. It’s gotten pretty late, so I doubt I’ll have to deal with any of the other girls.I walk in and start heading to the shower, when I hear the door slam shut behind me and the lock click