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 passed away now all four of them are fated to one?” Chris asked putting his hand on the nape of his neck and shifting to one foot. “Well, we have a solution, we may not know who was fated to whom but you have two weeks to choose your mates by marking or to denounce them.” I gasped as thoughts came flooding into my head, I closed my eyes trying to calm my anxiety. I suddenly felt hands on me, on my hands, back, shoulders, and head, and I felt calmer but overwhelmed by a pull in my chest, I opened my eyes to see the twins rubbing me. All their eyes met mine as smiles came across their faces, their dimples were so adorable, I couldn’t help but smile as well.
“Two weeks, Oscar, Oliver, Seth, Shane, and Juliet,” Chris announced as he walked over to my father’s liquor cabinet to pour him a drink. I got up and immediately felt dizzy, I fell backward but was caught and taken upstairs. I opened my eyes and saw the twins rubbing my feet, hands, legs, and head. I groaned as I watched my father enter my room and push his way through.
“Rest pup, you need rest,” He said as he put a damp towel on my head and walked out. I felt my eyes get heavy as I drifted off to sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night, and I tried to stretch out to hop out of bed, and I am greeted by Oliver as he rushed to my side grabbing onto my arm.
“Brat, what are you doing out of bed?” Oliver questioned looking at me, smiling. I don’t know why I loved hearing him call me that, I also don’t know why I felt like pouncing on him all of a sudden. He inhaled deeply as his face came closer to mine. “Brat, you want me, don’t you?” He asked slyly moving his hand to cup my breast. I flinched and moved away stumbling, but was caught by Shane.
“Baby girl, it’s okay Oliver got a little carried away. Are you going to the bathroom?” Shane asked as he swung his bulging muscular arm around me. “Let me help you.” I nodded my head and watched him snarl at Oliver in disapproval. By the time I got out of the bathroom, all four were at the door waiting for me. I smiled, but suddenly I felt this huge pain in my chest, and it moved to my abdomen. I grabbed my chest as I watched worried eyes then like a domino set one after the other, get a pain in their chest. They all helped me back to bed and whined having to sleep on the sofas in my room. The next day I felt a lot better, I woke up to the set of twins bringing me breakfast on a tray with a rose laid across. I couldn’t help but smile but in a sudden flash, I was revisiting an old memory of Oliver and Oscar laughing at me coming out in a bikini, soon being joined by Seth and Shane until Olivia came to my rescue as always. I was skinny my entire life until I hit eighteen, I suddenly grew big thighs, a belly, and a huge round ass. But I also gained weight shown on my face and neck. I wore baggy clothes and was still a virgin, my first kiss if you could call it that was from a young wolf named Jack Pine. At twenty-one I was not ready I wanted to wait until I found my fated one, I wanted it to feel special. Now, I have four, maybe I reminded myself, they will probably renounce me and I’ll be alone, they come from a long line of Alphas or Royalty. They can choose their own mates once they renounce their fated ones. I pulled myself together, but I was clearly upset, I pushed the grits around on my plate as I took small bites.
“Will you be coming to school today, baby girl?” Shane questioned wiping away whatever invisible food he had on his mouth with his thumb. I nodded my head and pushed the tray to the side as I got up heading to my closet.
“I’ll see you guys later,” I said without a thought as I heard all four whimper and get up to leave out of the room. They each headed toward me, grabbing onto my waist and trying to kiss me. I backed away holding up my turquoise blouse to my lips. “I’m sorry I’ve never been kissed!” Oh no, why did I say that? They all giggled.
“Wait, what?” questioned Seth, cocking his head to one side and smiling.
“So, you’ve never..” Asked Oscar as he was being hit by Oliver. I shook my head, putting the blouse down. I turned around to face my full-length mirror on the closet door and touched my lips. I watched all of their eyes on me as they each kissed my shoulders and left. As I walked outside I was met by Olivia in her bright pink jeep.
“Good morning beautiful, you look great you ready to conquer this shit?” She asked raising her freckled arms in the air. I walked into school and was greeted by the twins.
“Baby girl, take my arm,” Shane offered smiling down at me, he looked so good in his black tank top, it made his muscles really stand out, so I took it without a thought.
“Brat, take my arm!” Oliver insisted grinning as he draped my arm around his.
“Beautiful, can I put my arm over your shoulder?” Questioned Oscar not giving me a minute to think he draped his right arm over my shoulder while standing behind me.
“Gorgeous, my arm will be on this side.” Seth blurted out, putting his left arm over my left shoulder while standing behind me. I felt a little heavy but I also felt amazing, as I started walking down the hallway to my locker following Liv, I watched as everyone gawked at us. It didn’t help that they were all wearing different-colored sweatpants and tank tops showing off their Greek-like physics. I stopped, hearing the all too familiar clicking of heels coming my way, I flinched which made the guys go on alert. I stood there as I saw Talia and her posse coming to me, the boys instinctively got in front of me.
“Babe, I was looking everywhere for you, I missed you.” Talia greeted Oliver trying to lean in for a kiss but he pushed her face away.
“Taila we’re through I told you this two days ago, you are lucky that’s all I did,” Oliver growled at her.
“Oh, come on, you didn’t mean that, she’s a freak!” She retaliated laughing and encouraging the other girls to join in on her cackle. Oliver’s eyes turned black, I could feel his wolf heat up so I put my hand on his back to calm him.
“Don’t call her that, she’s my mate!” Oliver shouted, loud enough to grab the attention of everyone around.
“And mine,” Finished the rest of the twins, standing straight up, looking for anyone to get close to their new desire.
“Impossible,” Scoffed Taila looking at the guys and then back at her friends, she noticed me looking at her, so she took the opportunity to speak up. “What kind of spell did you put on them, you witch? They would never be with someone like you in a million years, you fat slob!”
“I warned you!” Oliver snarled as he started to lunge at Taila, but she quickly scampered off, and Oscar held his brother back. I slid to the ground, with my books in my hand, staring into space, crying. Talia was right I am a freak, I am fat, I am ugly, I’m not enough for the twins neither set.
"I'm all those things she said," I spoke softly "You should just reject me,"
“Baby girl, No!” Shane squatted down holding onto my shoulders.
“You are beautiful, that’s why I call you that!” Oscar spoke up cupping my cheek with one hand.
“Brat! Are you alright?” Oliver asked spinning around and getting eye level with me.
“I’ll take her to Nurse Broussard,” Seth scooped me up and carried me to the nurse’s room as he propped me up on a chair. “Juliet, Gorgeous can you hear me?”
I wiped the tears from my face and looked at him, my face was red and blotchy, I could feel it. “She’s right you know?” I spoke slowly taking my time to look at each of them. “I’m all those things, and you guys would’ve never given me a chance if we weren’t fated, I’m a nobody. You should just reject me now, so you can find someone you actually want.”
“No, I’m not giving up what has been given to me now! I’ve waited twenty-five years for you!” Oliver’s voice boomed as it echoed across the hall. “I finally have you, I finally have the one made for me and you want me to give you up?” He threw his arms down as he approached me, I stared up into his green eyes and looked at his messy black curls, as they started to hang in his eyes. “You are mine, Juliet! I will work hard to make you see that.” He cupped my face and leaned in, I could feel myself moving toward his lips but I quickly pulled away. He looked at me in shock but suddenly as if he could hear my thoughts of not wanting my first kiss to be of my red face with tears and snot everywhere he moved back.
“I feel the same as my brother, Juliet, you are mine, and I want you!” Oscar stepped up wiping away the tears from my eyes while smiling.
“Juliet we did not make you feel wanted for a long time and we are sorry, we truly apologize. I remember talking about us finding our mate and hoping it was someone like you. Beautiful, kind, sweet, caring, you have a love like no one we’ve ever seen and we want you. We want to be loved by you, to be truly loved.” Shane walked up caressing my cheek with his thumb.
“It’s true, we were assholes but we promise to spend forever making it up, we promise to love you. To show you love, and to be wanted, because we do, we want you, Juliet.” Seth spoke up as he got in between my thighs and cupped my face with his hands. I smiled and wiped my nose with my jean jacket letting out a laugh while nodding my head. Seth grabbed me up and spun me around, handing me off to Oscar and then Shane, finally I ended up in Oliver’s arms as he quickly spun me and sat me down.
“We want to take you on a picnic tonight, Brat.” He laughed looking at me, I felt my red panties moisten at the sound of the nickname. “Oh, Brat, you make things very hard for us!” He sniffed me as I backed up into the gang of them watching them lick their lips.
“Back to class, all!” Bellowed Dean Roberson as he opened the nurse's door.
As we all started walking down the hall, Olivia came running up alongside me, “Juliet, I couldn’t find you, but I did find Talia, and let me tell you she will not be messing with you anymore!” She said out of breath stopping in front of me. I stared at her a bit confused, tilting my head. “I broke her nose,” She snorted out loud as she walked in the opposite direction to her classroom. As the school day came to an end, there wasn’t a step I took that didn’t have at least one of the guys holding on to me so that everyone could see.
“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
"Claude!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Claude!" I don't know how long I've been here or how long I had been asleep, I still was unsure where exactly I was. All I knew was that Claude called this place the white room, I haven't heard that name in a very long time. My grandfather used to tell me stories about a place they called the white room, people would take werewolves and run experiments on them, but none were seen again. And if this is where I am, that the stories from my grandfather are true then I'm in trouble. "Claude Theriot!" "I hear you cher, I was coming!" Claude announced as he opened the metal door holding a tray full of food. "I know you must be hungry yeah, don't you worry your pretty little head I got everything you want. I fixed you up right, grits, sausage, biscuits, honey, and milk," He smiled brightly as I saw two missing teeth and an unkempt beard. He put the tray on the floor near my feet as there wasn't much in the room except a bare mattress on the floor
"Hello..." Came a voice from my dreams. "Hello..." I struggled to open my eyes as the voice was starting to annoy me. "Hello, hey... get up..." A strike to my lower abdomen had me doubled over in pain and I soon realized the voice hadn't come from my dreams but was here in the white room with me. "About time you woke up!" The large man grumbled as I blinked several times trying to adjust my eyes. "You didn't have to kick her, I told you that you put too much of that in the vent. Ms. Irma told us to only to put in a spoonful to keep her drowsy." The short bald man spoke up as he moved toward the door to look out of the peephole. "You going soft on me, Glenn?" Gordon asked as he grabbed the folding chair he brought in. "No, brother but she is very pretty I'd hate for you to bruise that porcelain skin." Glenn laughed as he unfolded the chair and sat backward. "Hey Pretty, my name is Glenn Nelson and this is my brother, Gordon, we are as I'm sure you're aware of Ms. Irma Logue, we are h
"Hello, little one," I struggled to open my eyes as the words fell on my ears like I was in a dream. Remembering where I was my eyes shot open to a vision of a woman standing over me. "Finally, you're awake, I've been calling out to you for a few minutes now," Her soft voice was calming, and I sat up thinking this might be another good person like Claude. "It's rude to not address a person who says their salutation,""Hello," I replied wiping my eyes. How I wish I was back home, in my bed, surrounded by my mates. I was just starting to accept my life, the way things were supposed to be and it made me so angry that my father sold me to this... this Irma Logue whoever she is. A person who buys another to do experiments on, and takes people from their families, why? "Good, glad to know you have some manners, little one. Now, I believe an introduction is in order, My name is Irma Diane Logue, and La Chambre Blanche was left to me by my father, Malvin Caleb Logue. He began his studies on
I knew it must have been at least four days since I arrived here. I missed my best friend's birthday and, according to the twins, I have a little over a week left to get marked or I'll hurt even worse. Every day I wake up, my chest pains, my head aches, and my anxiety makes me feel like I'm dying. If what Claude said was true, then perhaps he could get something to my mates. Maybe he'll tell them where I am and my entire pack will come for me and shut down this retched place. This wasn't supposed to happen. I was meant to be marked and start my life with the one destined to be mine. As luck would have it, I got four. I could never have envisioned this for myself, ever. To have them all want me, from never being shown love to being overwhelmed by it was amazing. My father, after my twin and mother died, was never around. He never showed me, love. He was usually gone before I got up for school and didn't come back until after I went to sleep. My grandfather Toussaint, my mother's father,
"Good morning, Ms. Geautreaux. I have your breakfast." Spoke up the young girl who had replaced Claude. The one friendly face that might have gotten me out of here. "I know I'm not as good as a cook as the late Mr. Theriot but I did follow his recipe book," She forced a smile as she placed the tray of food on the floor. "I made pancakes, eggs, sausage patties, and biscuits. Eat up, Ms. Logue wants you back in the lab today." I smiled at the girl and thanked her, wondering if she had been captured and made to work here. Maybe if I show her kindness, then she could help me. I couldn't help but wonder how my mates were doing. How my best friend must be going crazy looking for me. I don't want to die like this. "Where are you from?" Maybe I can get her on my side. She scrunched up her eyebrows and tilted her head back. Yes, a question out of nowhere, but I will try anything. "Claude used to sit in here and talk with me. He said it would keep me from being lonely." "I'm from Oklahoma." Sh
"Ahh, you're finally awake!" Irma began walking back and forth around my room. "You have been out for about a day," "Ugh, my head," I struggled to sit up on my mattress as I grasped my aching dome. "Yes, I'm sure it does hurt. You went down like a sack of potatoes when Glenn threw his bolas," Irma chuckled as she waited for Gordon to bring in a chair. "He threw what?" I struggled to look up at Irma and the brothers. "Bolas consist of a few hard balls attached to a string. It's an ancient weapon..." Glenn started but was quickly cut off by Irma waving her hand. "Regardless, you were trying to escape, something I told you not to do." Irma taunted as she motioned her face close to mine. "So, now I have to take extreme measures for your well-being," She rose from the chair and walked out of the door before sticking her head back in. "Ciao," How could this be, I was so close, I know I was. I could smell the air from outside, I could feel that I was right there. What does she mean by ex
"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
"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
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
"She's over here!" Talia screamed out as she grabbed my shoulders. Why? Why is she doing this to me? "I've got her!" "Talia, no!" I pleaded, but the look in her cold eyes was all but helpful or forgiving. "Stop, please, Talia let me go," I struggled to break free, I had almost no strength from running. I couldn't transform even if I wanted to, I had nothing to give. I raised my leg and kicked Talia as hard as I could in her shin. She bellowed as her hands fell to grab her leg and I heard my captors getting closer. I pushed past her as I stumbled falling to the ground a few feet ahead. I was past the line, I was in my territory again, and I was so close to my mates. "Juliet!" I swear I could hear my name being called. My eyes were heavy, my legs were aching, and my head was in complete pain. My face was in the grass and dirt, and the pie's aroma still lingered in my nostrils. I struggled to get up, I tried to crawl but was stopped by a foot on my back. "Jules!" There it was again, I c
Suddenly, a whistle blew and I couldn't think it was like my legs were stuck. I urged my body to move, but the feel of grass, the smell of the air, the sound of a smelling babbling stream... A stream... the only stream I know of is in Belle's Looking Glass. Two towns over from my home. How could I only be two towns away? How could La Chambre Blanche be but two towns over and no one knows? Or maybe people do know. Perhaps the people of Belle's Looking Glass know precisely what's happening, but everyone stays quiet. Is that why the town has everything? Literally everything. People in other towns have to travel for hours just to get to a specialist, daycare services, or even a department store. I have to go; I have to move. I need to let everyone know what's really going on. Finally, I mustered enough courage to run, and so I did. I tried to change; I tried to transform, but I was too weak. Too weak to fully make myself into werewolf form, but not too weak to harness some of it into runni
"Ahh, you're finally awake!" Irma began walking back and forth around my room. "You have been out for about a day," "Ugh, my head," I struggled to sit up on my mattress as I grasped my aching dome. "Yes, I'm sure it does hurt. You went down like a sack of potatoes when Glenn threw his bolas," Irma chuckled as she waited for Gordon to bring in a chair. "He threw what?" I struggled to look up at Irma and the brothers. "Bolas consist of a few hard balls attached to a string. It's an ancient weapon..." Glenn started but was quickly cut off by Irma waving her hand. "Regardless, you were trying to escape, something I told you not to do." Irma taunted as she motioned her face close to mine. "So, now I have to take extreme measures for your well-being," She rose from the chair and walked out of the door before sticking her head back in. "Ciao," How could this be, I was so close, I know I was. I could smell the air from outside, I could feel that I was right there. What does she mean by ex
"Good morning, Ms. Geautreaux. I have your breakfast." Spoke up the young girl who had replaced Claude. The one friendly face that might have gotten me out of here. "I know I'm not as good as a cook as the late Mr. Theriot but I did follow his recipe book," She forced a smile as she placed the tray of food on the floor. "I made pancakes, eggs, sausage patties, and biscuits. Eat up, Ms. Logue wants you back in the lab today." I smiled at the girl and thanked her, wondering if she had been captured and made to work here. Maybe if I show her kindness, then she could help me. I couldn't help but wonder how my mates were doing. How my best friend must be going crazy looking for me. I don't want to die like this. "Where are you from?" Maybe I can get her on my side. She scrunched up her eyebrows and tilted her head back. Yes, a question out of nowhere, but I will try anything. "Claude used to sit in here and talk with me. He said it would keep me from being lonely." "I'm from Oklahoma." Sh
I knew it must have been at least four days since I arrived here. I missed my best friend's birthday and, according to the twins, I have a little over a week left to get marked or I'll hurt even worse. Every day I wake up, my chest pains, my head aches, and my anxiety makes me feel like I'm dying. If what Claude said was true, then perhaps he could get something to my mates. Maybe he'll tell them where I am and my entire pack will come for me and shut down this retched place. This wasn't supposed to happen. I was meant to be marked and start my life with the one destined to be mine. As luck would have it, I got four. I could never have envisioned this for myself, ever. To have them all want me, from never being shown love to being overwhelmed by it was amazing. My father, after my twin and mother died, was never around. He never showed me, love. He was usually gone before I got up for school and didn't come back until after I went to sleep. My grandfather Toussaint, my mother's father,
"Hello, little one," I struggled to open my eyes as the words fell on my ears like I was in a dream. Remembering where I was my eyes shot open to a vision of a woman standing over me. "Finally, you're awake, I've been calling out to you for a few minutes now," Her soft voice was calming, and I sat up thinking this might be another good person like Claude. "It's rude to not address a person who says their salutation,""Hello," I replied wiping my eyes. How I wish I was back home, in my bed, surrounded by my mates. I was just starting to accept my life, the way things were supposed to be and it made me so angry that my father sold me to this... this Irma Logue whoever she is. A person who buys another to do experiments on, and takes people from their families, why? "Good, glad to know you have some manners, little one. Now, I believe an introduction is in order, My name is Irma Diane Logue, and La Chambre Blanche was left to me by my father, Malvin Caleb Logue. He began his studies on