The New Puritans Novels & Stories

“Cucu still doesn’t know where New England is.” Diane rolled her eyes, though a flicker of amusement softened her stern expression. “There’s no water involved, Phia. We’re talking about New England in North America, not England in Europe. New Hampshire is its capital now, or at least that’s what they’re saying these days. It’s a beautiful area, full of uncharted forests where we can run as a pack. We’ll have space, freedom, and the chance to start over.”

He would have been much better off as a popular kid with the sass,looks and all. They came out of the closet and bumped into Paxton, the troublemaker. "Don't you think it's a bit early for you to be doing your stupid gay stuff? And in the janitor's closet of all places where you can be seen? That's just low." Paxton started with that stupid smirk of his and Brooke had to stop Jeremy from punching the guy. "Jerry he's not worth our time. We're only going to be late or get in trouble by paying attention to him." Brooke reminded and Jeremy tried to stay calm.

His name disappeared from the screen in an instant, just like our marriage, gone completely. I boarded the plane to my new life without looking back.

When I woke, I was already with a band of rogue wolves, too far from home to return. For ten years, I never forgot him. I never forgot my parents who once loved me, nor the little sister who used to adore me. But why was it that when I finally returned after ten years, there was no longer a place for me in my own home? Matthew, who grew up by my side, forgot all the warmth we once shared and turned his attention to Tatiana instead. The parents who once adored me now look at me with nothing but disdain. Only when they looked at Tatiana did I recognize the affection they used to give me. Even Tatiana, who once idolized me, now met my gaze with nothing but hostility and contempt.