»»────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ ──────««After the check-up, Lucian slept for a really long time. My father didn’t call me back for another few hours, which only served to anger me. When he finally did he had the nerve to sound upset.“What do you want, Percy?”“Don’t make me angry at you. You failed me as a father, and now you’re failing your stepson. Way to go, Yusuke. The award for worst father and worst stepfather goes to you.”He growled into the phone. “How did I fail him?”“The people who hurt him showed up at the house.”A woman screaming could be heard. Then the speaker made scratching sounds, I had to pull the phone away from my ear briefly. “Come again? Those people came for my son. Oh god, oh my god. Percy, you stay with Lucian, I am going to call Ben’s father and we will have you both sent to a safe house. No contact with anyone. In fact, we’ll take your phones to ensure that your only communication is through laptops or computers. But nothing that they can use to track you
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧I’m not sure why I felt like something was wrong. Perhaps it was the fact that I woke up in a strange room with my mother and Percy having a heated conversation. I really can’t tell you what it is, but I feel like something is different.My medicine is stronger. Really really strong. I tried to sit up but I couldn’t really move. The parts of me that I thought were working weren’t.I started to panic, and that was when my ears picked on the argument.“Why can’t I sleep on the floor in the hallway?”“I can’t let that happen. All your rage, all your anger, and hatred towards the world, Percy those make you strong. And that strength is needed to protect Lucian. I need you very close. You can sleep on the carpet by the bed, or on the bed. You’re brothers you can share a bed, it’s not weird.”My heart which had begun to race, got even faster. What? What? What? A bed? With Percy? Not weird?“What the fuck?” I said out loud. Both of them turned their heads to me. Loo
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧The first night sharing a bed with my sworn enemy was.... I have no words I’m still living through it. Just three hours ago I had dinner with the family, that is what the hell looks like. It was awkward, even more, awkward than it was when I was in high school and Percy had learned how to swear at me in my native language. Which just shows his devotion to hating me.My mother’s food had been nice, but she kept looking at Percy and Yusuke. I know it has something to do with the way Percy killed those men. They seem shaken by it, I didn’t see so I’m only observing their frightful behavior. Although they know better than to show their fear in front of him.So they bottled it and made everything really awkward. After dinner, Percy helped me to the elevator, his movements careful but brisk, like he was holding back a flood of emotions. The ride to the floor where we’d be sleeping was quiet, the hum of the elevator amplifying the weight of his silence. Once we arri
»»─────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ──────««Enemies with benefits.... what the fuck?I asked as I sat on the bed the very next morning, having had no sleep and feeling even more enraged. Sure, we’ll be stuck here, but why did I say yes? I can’t make nice with this guy. I moved off the bed, not bothering to be quiet about it. I know he didn’t sleep. For once, the drugs didn’t work, and he was wide awake. Eyes followed me as I went straight for the bathroom to brush my teeth. I think our parents are already out without telling us.It’s not unusual. What they claim to be doing is very unusual. They have found nothing on the people who attacked Lucian. And where the hell are they even staying?Now for the kicker, what the fuck is Pauline going to do? She’s as dumb as a wrong, an omega with no skill or training, what use does she serve?Yusuke owes me alot of explanations, but for now, I will worry about making nice with my new friend.Ugh, that is such a disgusting word when it refers to Lucia
/The Past/ ✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧Divorces are not to be taken lightly. A child from a broken home can really be messed up depending on how the divorce goes-- those are the words from my therapist. When my parents split up I was only six years old. Dealing with the fight between my father and my mother. Which led to my father’s arrest, and his having to serve a sixteen-year sentence.I’m ten now. He’s still in jail- been there for four years now, and sure you can argue that I should hate him for strapping my unconscious mother to a chair in the house and setting it on fire. Only to call the police on himself when he realized I was upstairs sleeping. You can say all of those things, and I do hate him but he wasn’t a bad father. Just a crappy husband. In fact, he was a good husband until something changed.The divorce was hard on me, and mostly my mother. She had to recover and I had to testify against my father. Who swears when he gets
/The Present- Eleven Years Later/ ✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧Remember when I said this could all blow up in my mother’s face? Well, it did. Eight months after we had that conversation my mother did the unthinkable. She came home with a ring and told me the pack alpha was divorcing his sick wife to be with her. Um, the pack did not take that likely. The alpha can command all he wants but that never stopped the whole pack from spitting on her and calling her the devil.She cried through the wedding, and I wouldn’t speak to her. Till today, I don’t talk to her the way I used to. She threw away two families to marry a bastard and no one blames him for it. People have grown to like me. They think I’m funny, amazing, and a promising member of the Silverclaw Pack. Like they thought it was only a matter of time before I’d be kicked out.I’m currently the captain of the Silverclaw Storm. The football team of the pack, and going to the main private univers
»»──────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ──────««Music thumping in my head is how I start and end my day, not the aggressive club music. This is a French ballad playlist. Instrumental only. It calms my rage and allows me to focus on my studies. I’m studying behavioral psychology, and it’s the second thing I love the most in the world. Outside of volleyball. This is my major here at the Silverclaw University.I’m deeply focused on my subjects, reading, and trying to prepare for an important test coming up in a week when my phone goes off. There are only two numbers that can go over my do not disturb. And that’s my best friend Zion, and the nurse in charge of my mother’s care.So I immediately think it’s the nurse. I told Zion I was studying for the whole day so I'm convinced he took that as a polite sign to leave me alone. I need to ace this test.But to my shock, it turns out to be him. I grabbed the phone, yawning as I answered.“Hey.”“Percy, what the hell did you do last night?” his voice i
»»──────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ──────««It’s been three weeks, and you want to know the bullshit I got for a crime I didn’t commit? Suspension. For six whole fucking months. The dean called me the next day after my phone call to my bastard father. They’re doing some investigation but the student body voted for me to be expelled because they’ve already demonized me without any conclusive proof. And it doesn’t help that I’d attacked one of Lucian’s friends one day before his attack.The school says they'll lift the suspension if I’m innocent, but if I’m guilty I’ll be expelled. Tried and sent to the Silverclaw penitentiary. I’m so pissed. I packed up my things and got in my car to make the four-hour drive back to my father’s house.I moved out of that place at eighteen, and I’ve been living between Zion’s home and the university dorm/the Moonhowlers fraternity. Paying for my college with my trust fund. It’s a fatty trust fund that I received at the age of eighteen. So even though it was
»»─────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ──────««Enemies with benefits.... what the fuck?I asked as I sat on the bed the very next morning, having had no sleep and feeling even more enraged. Sure, we’ll be stuck here, but why did I say yes? I can’t make nice with this guy. I moved off the bed, not bothering to be quiet about it. I know he didn’t sleep. For once, the drugs didn’t work, and he was wide awake. Eyes followed me as I went straight for the bathroom to brush my teeth. I think our parents are already out without telling us.It’s not unusual. What they claim to be doing is very unusual. They have found nothing on the people who attacked Lucian. And where the hell are they even staying?Now for the kicker, what the fuck is Pauline going to do? She’s as dumb as a wrong, an omega with no skill or training, what use does she serve?Yusuke owes me alot of explanations, but for now, I will worry about making nice with my new friend.Ugh, that is such a disgusting word when it refers to Lucia
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧The first night sharing a bed with my sworn enemy was.... I have no words I’m still living through it. Just three hours ago I had dinner with the family, that is what the hell looks like. It was awkward, even more, awkward than it was when I was in high school and Percy had learned how to swear at me in my native language. Which just shows his devotion to hating me.My mother’s food had been nice, but she kept looking at Percy and Yusuke. I know it has something to do with the way Percy killed those men. They seem shaken by it, I didn’t see so I’m only observing their frightful behavior. Although they know better than to show their fear in front of him.So they bottled it and made everything really awkward. After dinner, Percy helped me to the elevator, his movements careful but brisk, like he was holding back a flood of emotions. The ride to the floor where we’d be sleeping was quiet, the hum of the elevator amplifying the weight of his silence. Once we arri
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧I’m not sure why I felt like something was wrong. Perhaps it was the fact that I woke up in a strange room with my mother and Percy having a heated conversation. I really can’t tell you what it is, but I feel like something is different.My medicine is stronger. Really really strong. I tried to sit up but I couldn’t really move. The parts of me that I thought were working weren’t.I started to panic, and that was when my ears picked on the argument.“Why can’t I sleep on the floor in the hallway?”“I can’t let that happen. All your rage, all your anger, and hatred towards the world, Percy those make you strong. And that strength is needed to protect Lucian. I need you very close. You can sleep on the carpet by the bed, or on the bed. You’re brothers you can share a bed, it’s not weird.”My heart which had begun to race, got even faster. What? What? What? A bed? With Percy? Not weird?“What the fuck?” I said out loud. Both of them turned their heads to me. Loo
»»────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ ──────««After the check-up, Lucian slept for a really long time. My father didn’t call me back for another few hours, which only served to anger me. When he finally did he had the nerve to sound upset.“What do you want, Percy?”“Don’t make me angry at you. You failed me as a father, and now you’re failing your stepson. Way to go, Yusuke. The award for worst father and worst stepfather goes to you.”He growled into the phone. “How did I fail him?”“The people who hurt him showed up at the house.”A woman screaming could be heard. Then the speaker made scratching sounds, I had to pull the phone away from my ear briefly. “Come again? Those people came for my son. Oh god, oh my god. Percy, you stay with Lucian, I am going to call Ben’s father and we will have you both sent to a safe house. No contact with anyone. In fact, we’ll take your phones to ensure that your only communication is through laptops or computers. But nothing that they can use to track you
»»───ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ────««When I heard Lucian’s call, I knew immediately what the problem was. I’d tried getting in touch with my father last night, after what happened. My heart sank, and a wave of unease washed over me as my mind flashed back to those people I saw that night—the ones lurking in the shadows, the ones who seemed to watch with malicious intent. I didn’t need him to explain anything; the fear in his voice told me everything I needed to know. Whatever was happening now, it wasn’t good. I swallowed down whatever pride or hesitation I might’ve had and rushed to help him through the shower.Seeing him like this—vulnerable and shaken—made my chest tighten in a way I wasn’t expecting. Lucian was always so composed, always so sure of himself, even in the worst situations. And I should know, I am in those worst situations for him. But now, there was something in his eyes I had never seen before: fear. Genuine, bone-deep fear. He kept glancing nervously at the window, h
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧I slept for a really long time. I know this because the sun was out when I came too. My body must have been tired from the mental mess of yesterday. I was in my bed shockingly. Which surprised me. I smell like crap, but I didn’t want to have to call my unhappy caretaker. For some reason, he seemed a bit jittery. Like he’d been spooked. Perhaps he’s reeling from what happened last night.Ugh, I told him to kiss me.Why did I do that? What imaginary liquor did I take? Look at me, I’m paying the price for it now. I patted my stomach. I’ve still got my abs. I knocked on my head, empty as fuck. Ahhh. What is my fucking problem?I can’t tell Ben or Lionel. They’d spread that news like wildfire, and I would never be happy again in my life.I knocked on my head again, I swear I could hear the echoes of past mistakes, and worthless decisions bouncing back and forth. If this place was full then perhaps I would not have said something so stupid.I’m glad he didn’t do it
»»──ஓ๑Percival Whitmore๑ஓ──««I stood up from the coffee table, my legs carrying me the short distance to the couch with measured confidence. Each step felt deliberate, a show of control I refused to relinquish. I stopped just shy of him, placing one hand on the arm of the chair beside Lucian’s head. His expression remained calm, maddeningly composed, his lips curling into that smug, infuriating smirk I wanted to slap off his face.Instead, I leaned in.My other hand found his shirt, the fabric rough under my fingers as I gripped it tightly, using it to pull him closer. His head tilted up in response, bringing our faces inches apart. My own head dipped down to meet him, and for a moment, the air between us grew heavy with tension. My heart pounded harder than I wanted it to, the traitorous beat betraying the anger simmering beneath my skin.I do not want to kiss him.This idiot, this smug jerk with his stupid smirk and his maddening coolness. For fuck’s sake, I’d rather do literally a
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧I’m starting to think Percy might have a crush on me. That doesn’t make any sense. Not even the slightest. Because what the fuck is he doing, attempting to kiss me for the second time? There’s a reason behind that right? It isn’t just a coincidence, there is no such thing. He almost broke my neck, yanking me out of the couch but thankfully my medicine is still in full swing because I only felt a small ache.I turned my head to yell at him, accidentally bringing our lips together. His eyes were probably as wide as mine as we looked at each other unsure of what to say or where to go from here. When I leaned in a few seconds ago, I wasn’t going to kiss him. I was going to tease him. I expected him to pull back, I just didn’t think he’d take me with me.I didn’t dare move my mouth. That would be even weirder than this press of lips we have going on. Which is why I’m stuck staying like this. Moaning sounds fill the air, and my god, Percival turns redder than any s
»»────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ─────««I could have stayed on to listen to Lucian’s conversation, but I am not nosy. I instead scrolled through my tablet, reviewing the current game Zion and my team had played. They sucked, they barely came off with the win which was disappointing. I was analyzing where they’d gone wrong, so I could tell Zion about it.He needs to keep the team’s spirit up, he needs to keep our reputation. Sure we won but for fuck sake, it took Zion and two other members having to do all the work before they could actually win.I sighed, so focused on my disappointment that I hadn’t heard Lucian call my name the first time. The second time I heard my full name. I snapped my head up so fast, I was sure I’d snapped something in my neck. I re-entered the room, and I could see he wasn’t smiling anymore.A good person would have asked him what was wrong. I am not a good person. Not to him anyway.“I want to watch a movie. Take me to the living room.”I turned off my tab, pla