[ 8 years old ] { Laurie } Kingsley is not a nice boy like I thought he was at first. He's always doing things I don't like in the classroom, he's always getting up without permission and talking nonstop to various people, but I especially don't like it when he comes up to pick on me and wants to push me to misbehave. Ever since that time I got detention because of him and my parents scolded me so much that I cried for two hours straight, I've been avoiding him. But it's been over a year and he still won't give up, he still pushes me to go play with him and let my wolf out. And sometimes when I’m weak, I actually go with him. He's not even nice about it anymore, he's getting meaner and meaner to me when I refuse to let my wolf out, but I keep refusing because I just don't like Kingsley anymore. I don't want him to be my friend, but he doesn't get it and keeps pushing me and pushing me. And unfortunately, my wolf is mad at me for being mad at him. My wolf really likes Kingsle
{ Kingsley } [ 11 years old ] "What's wrong, honey?" my mother asks as I crawl into their bed in the middle of the night because I don't know what else to do. I feel horrible, I think I'm dying, "God, you're boiling." My mom gasps in fear and moves to turn on her lamp to look at me. I can only moan and squish my body against my mother’s trying to feel better. And it works a little, her scent and the pounding of her chest against my face starts to make me feel better. 'She's a good Alpha Mother,' says my wolf inside of me, speaking for the first time. For a couple of years now I can sense things he feels and I can faintly hear some of his thoughts but nothing concrete until this moment, so I gasp and look at my worried mothers with wide eyes. "He spoke directly to me," I tell them and I don't have to specify because my mother immediately knows who I’m talking about. "He’s okay, Annie," she tells my mom with a smile to calm her down, "I think he's connecting with his wolf for
{ Laurent } [ 13 years old ]Kingsley left the clan for six months with his family. They went to Asia. I wish they would have stayed there forever because my life was amazing, perfect and happy without Kingsley here bothering me every damn day with his presence... and now that he's back, he ruined everything again. He's a little taller than before, by about an inch, his skin is red from the sun, especially on his nose, his hair is longer and he totally looks like a girl now. Every so often he has to lift his slender hand and move his hair to tuck it behind his ears and blink his stupidly long white eyelashes as he talks and talks to his table mate, as if he can't stop his mouth from moving. He's still ugly. He's uglier than before, in fact. Disgustingly ugly and I can't stop looking at him and being disgusted by his ugliness. I stare at him all day and wait for his eyes to meet mine so I can let him know how ugly I think he is, but during every class he ignores me. He doesn't t
{ Kingsley } { 12 years old } My mother holds me on her shoulders as I cry, but I can't stop. My chest keeps rising and falling with the force of my sobs. "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my whole entire life," my mommy says, kissing my stupid white hair. I know she's lying, "That kid's a fucking punk. Don't listen to him, he's just a bully. I told you. I'm going to complain to the principal again, I'm going to make sure there will be repercussions against him this time. He can't keep saving himself from everything because of his last name." His last name is Taffy and they run the clan. That's why Laurent is so mean. He never gets in trouble. His dad is the head of security, his uncle is the Alpha representative of the clan, his grandfather is the mayor and his mom works in government. There is no way to win against them. They are evil. It doesn't even bother me that he threw me on the floor in front of everyone because that just gives me more proof in case some
{ Laurent } [ 15 years old ] The first time I saw Kingsley walking down the halls of the school in his dance team uniform things happened in my body that made me have to go to the bathroom and stay there for more than ten minutes, but it also made me want to go talk to the principal and ask him to ban the wearing of those fucking shorts. It's illicit and it's dirty, the way they look like underwear. Even with Kinglsey wearing stockings underneath, it looks illicit. The shorts hug the curve of his ass in an absolutely filthy way. My wolf these past few weeks has started to throw thoughts at me that are not family friendly at all, not one bit. The things my wolf wants to do to Kinglesy leave me dumbfounded with shock. But not only that, he also wants to go to King and demand that he stops walk around the school wearing that thing. It's a fucking annoyance, the way he feels so protective of Kingsley. I even had to get on the damn football team just to have an excuse to stay at school
{ Kingsley } [ 16 years old ]Today I decided to walk to school instead of waiting for my mom or Lisa. I like to walk under the sun and take some time to be alone and listen to music. Today is the first day of school after summer break and I have been these six months in Thailand, breathing fresh air, enjoying the heat and most importantly, loving my time away from Laurent. Unfortunately, that comes to an end when I turn to the side to look at the car that’s driving slowly beside me and I realize that is Laurent's car. The car that he’s been driving everywhere these past two days since I got back as if he’s waiting for me to notice it. Lame.He's seventeen now and he just got a new car. So cool. He’s always the coolest, the biggest, the strongest. He doesn't offer me a ride, obviously not, he just drives at my pace.I think he just wants to annoy me for a while, but actually he does that all the fucking way until we get to school. He's so unbearable. As soon as I get to school I
{ Laurent } Once my mind calmed down after a while I decided I was going to do something I've never done before: apologize to Kingsley. I honestly just said the worst thing I could think of at the time, which I've done for years, but this time it was different. And I could feel how much it hurt him which… I don’t like. I think I really crossed the line and it's not okay at all. However, it's impossible to apologize because every time I look at Kingsley, that ässhole is all over him. David. And not only that, he seems to always be looking for my eyes and touching him somehow, like he's claiming territory. Not only is he wrong because King is definitely not his, he's also begging for my wolf to come out and attack him. I can only keep that from happening because I've been working harder lately at controlling him. The only place I can see Kingsley alone lately is at his dance practice, but I can't do anything to get close enough to talk to him because I'm at my own practice too.
{ Laurent } I gasp and look down thinking maybe I died of a stroke in the middle of the field and now I'm hallucinating. Or I'm in heaven. But whatever it is, nothing in life prepared me for how good it feels when someone else touches me for the first time. And not just someone else, but specifically King. My King. "I can't," I try to say, but his hand is still firmly on my erection and he starts to move it up and down. Fortunately I can hear how everyone has already left the locker room and now we're alone, "I can’t let him out. Before the game they made me take inhibitors." "What? Why?!" he whines and squeezes me tighter, like he's punishing me for this. I can't help the moan that comes out of me at that moment or how my eyes roll back in pleasure. God, I have to lean against the wall behind King and force myself to look at him so I never forget this, "I asked you a question, Laurent." "I don't know, it's to make the game fair for the other clan or whatever," I answer, not ta