Richard :
It was about 9 pm and I'd been drowning in thoughts. Mrs. Jenifer, the Luna asked me to call her and report as soon as I set my eyes on the twins. She gave me the address of the man who she thought could have them. Mr Henry at Havana, Cuba. Except that they'd relocated years ago. That made the job a little bit complicated and it took me a longer time before I could find a hint in Tijuana, Mexico. I lurked around the city where everything seemed fun.I wouldn't accept that any place would be so free of werewolves compared to our lives in Jamaica. All I could sense were humans and how weak they could be but they were fun anyway. That was the only advantage I got from mingling with them. I saw this funny game while I was trespassing and I seemed drawn to it. I loved it and I thought I could use a little help from the Falcon couch guy by impressing him. As I thought, He let me in without thinking twice because he thinks I have the potential. I soon realized that it was a school activity and that was where I found the twins.I met Zara first and she wasn't a twin wolf I picked up to have fun with. She was a human I wanted to have fun with. She seemed broken at the bar I met her and she let me in without hesitation. Even though she was a kind girl with a glistening beauty, I knew I would break her heart. I hate to feel that way but that was just the thing until I started feeling something deeper.That wasn't the first time I had such an adventure with a human girl so I never cared. All I knew was that I'd do my job and disappear from her life one day when the time is right. It wasn't always my fault. I'd always needed company in the course of my job because when I get bored, humans always showed that they were available. Also, I didn't want to keep anyone who wasn't my mate with me for long.For my feelings, I spent two weeks with Zara, playing football with humans and almost forgetting my task until the worst scenario. Clara, Zara's twin sister showed up and she was unbelievable. I was shocked when she caused my chest to hurt so toughly.She wasn't just a wolf, she had me struggling with my wolf, Kel from moaning out loud each time she was around me. she's my mate.Unbelievable!I would pick up my phone to dial Mrs. Jenifer's number but stop in hesitation because I felt like I wasn't ready. Would I call it the nastiest or happiest job I'd ever get?What would she think of me in this one?Who are these twins to her?Different questions stalked my head before I could make up my mind."I found them" I sighed after I finally hit the call button."Zara and Clara Henry. They attend the Monterrey school in Tijuana, Mexico. Their present guardian, Henry is their Father according to Zara.and he's their school headmaster. Currently, they live in..." I paused when the address I stocked on my head was nowhere to be found."Ooh.." she let out silently and muted for a while before I could bearly listen to her little giggle.What's funny? I couldn't understand but I hope I didn't screw up. Of course I did but I could never bring myself to tell her that part."You've done a great job...""But Mir" I cut her off before I realized."Yes?""There are a lot about them. They don't seem like perfect werewolves. Clara is but I couldn't understand a thing about how her wolf beast works and then there is Zara. I can't guarantee that she's not even a werewolf at all. She's just human" I concluded."Ha-ha-ha my poor kids " she laughed.What!? "What do you mean your poor kids?" I asked in shock.She only had two kids for Alpha Azrael before he died. If there was more, it would be me whom she found and adopted from the Caribbean ship without any idea who my parents were. Let alone, my pack members. I was found in my little pants with a weird pendant necklace. If I were to translate, I see a star on a half-moon carved into a piece of metal but Mrs Jennifer said there was more to it. She said I was wearing it on the sheep she found me hurt. She always wanted me to keep it hidden and safe because she thinks too highly of it. I didn't know anything about it but according to her, she had kept it hidden herself before Alpha Azriel died. She had warned me severely that I never show it out. The more werewolves that know the more it'll draw. I think her biggest fear is that no other Alpha finds out.Despite these, she still wanted me to have it because she thinks it means alot to me and whoever my families are.The necklace was the one thing that could ever link me to my unknown parents and pack on a good day. If anything, I'll protect it with my life.So I wear it always with hope and never leave it behind."It's okay Richard, you've done well. Come home, I think you and I need a little chat. " she hung up after the grave silence. She didn't answer my question but that wasn't the problem.Those twins are her kids? No way.I looked at the time and it was already 30 minutes to 10. I put on my hoodie and headed for the bar.*********10:59. "Wow" I gulped down the remaining Tequila on my glassware. I grabbed the bottle to pour another but I ended up shaking it to my ear. It's been more than an hour, I poured myself the liquor I got until I had none left in the bottle."She's not coming," I thought to myself, drinking up. I remembered the look on her face when I just gave her the paper. I knew she was shocked but she covered it up immediately and grabbed my tie, saying..."don't mess with me"She didn't scare me, Kel did. My rib ached so hard after he yelled like he was jumping out of my chest. She had a grave effect on me when she came close. Does she not feel it too? Was I feeling something different?I kept on querying myself as I almost finished my Tequila alone.I caught her blurry hoody first when she walked in cautiously. Her hair as it fell beneath her ear, dropped sweetly to her shoulder before her face shone from bar illuminant."Another!" I raised my voice and blinked at the bartender then turned quickly to see Clara again. Her face darkened as the bar's light dropped."I'm sorry man... we're closing up," he said and went in."You're kidding me right?" I got up and started to gush close to him."Why...bar?" Her breathy voice sweetened me with a sudden shock. That was her softest voice as far as I knew. I didn't know what to say so I turned slowly and hid in silence. She folded her arm and watched me mute. She spun her face sideways and made me realize she wasn't going to rescue me. She had come too close and it was happening again."Do you not feel it?" I threw at her before I attempted to stop myself. A lot more rescue words began to flow in my mind after but I realized it was too late to take it back."Pardon?"Clara's POV "Pardon?" I gazed straight into his eyes and met the first weird connection of my life. Almost the first, I never had such with any guy before. He stared back into me so intensely that I was almost forced to back down but I'm a trouble. I wouldn't. Who does he think he is? I would rather subject it to hastiness and blame it on him.The fact that he was Zara's guy thrusted boredom upon the night's drama and then I looked my eyes down and slowly in disgust. "Uh... what's your name again?" I asked, pretending like I didn't care to have forgotten. "Look! My family consists of three. my father who checks on us I don't know every hour of the night and my twin sister who needs only one roll to realize that I'm off the bed. So if you're gonna cut the crap and make things snappy, I already got into trouble today and this could be an.." "My name is Richard" he echoed, blinking away to give his eyes a break. Wow, He cut me off like he wasn't listening to any of the things I'd be
Zara:I closed the bathroom slowly after I checked in and she wasn’t there. It was already 12: o'clock. I looked inside the closet even though I knew it would be the last place for Clara to fall asleep. Not there either. That left me with the half-log that had been cut dry outside the compound.I had watched her sit on the log to watch the sky alone on a very cold night in the name of getting some air. The moon was bright enough to already light up some part of the night. Cars were intact, I gulped in spittle and headed to the back veranda to check for her. It was only her sit, she wasn’t there either.“where could she have gone? The question got stuck in my head. While my heart was still racing about her whereabouts that night, a shadow had crawled from my back and it was just by my side before I realized. It was a human’s, I jumped and turned, not out of the fear of the shadow but... of realizing it so late. A shadow whose footsteps I didn’t hear turned out to be my sister. “ oh m
Zara: "What the hell!" She yelled and stripped the towel off of me. I knew she had warned me before but I was just not too careful. We used to die of buying the same things in the same sizes, styles, and colors since we were kids. We were so addicted to each other, but I couldn't tell how she recognizes her towel so quickly and I don't. What kind of eyes? Cats? Snakes? I just don't know. I always remembered that I dumped mine inside the closet after she'd caught me putting hers on. "I'm...sorry" I tried to apologize but she had banged the bathroom door at me before I could do it. Wow, she left me naked. STRIP f*cking naked. It was okay? But that wasn't like my twin sister. Not the Clara I used to know. To be real, she had developed some furious mindset set some time ago. I feel the agitating aura all over her like everyone irritates her. I wouldn't be an exception if care wasn't taken.All the fights she had had in school, with a lot of big bad girls where even some lame men got i
Zara : "Is that Clara?" I asked our housekeeper who I met on the compound. Of course, no one else would drive off our car like that but I had to ask since that was yet another heartbreak that I got from my sister. Another surprise and I'm not afraid. I only hoped she wouldn't get worse. "Yes princess" she replied, smiling. Clara was gone. My hand flew to my forehead while I processed the madness. I could barely put it in control as I walked back inside madly. I thought of how unmannered I was, I should've said hi to Mrs. Gwen at least. She had always called us her little princesses since we were kids and she kept it that way even when we'd grown. She made the mother we never got to see in our life. I didn't understand how our mother died when we were just toddlers but Dad said it was a terrible accident. Since then, Mrs Gwen didn't let us feel what kids felt when they needed a mother and found no one to hold them. We happily thought she was our mother as some clueless kids we were
Clara's POV "Why does everyone keep...provoking?!" I screeched at Mrs Gwen when she welcomed me back home. She moved two steps away immediately and stood still.What am I doing? Frightening the last old lady with me at home. "I'm sorry okay?" I let out a deep and calming obvious sigh to assure her that everything would be fine. "I never closed, I got suspended again," I said and scampered to my room. I dropped on my bed and it felt like all my problems dropped down with me. Letting huge sighs out one after the other. "What's all the anger issues?" I asked, holding my jacket tightly until I cut every last button down from drawing it too far apart. Seriously, I didn't want to do that, but when I get mad, all I feel is devastation. I so hate myself. I rushed up when I felt like washing some of my problems away. After everything, staying alone would always be my thing. I wouldn't want any friend to come visit. Not even my twin sister. Let's just say I get sick of everything and ev
Zara:I closed the bathroom slowly after I checked in and she wasn’t there. It was already 12: o'clock. I looked inside the closet even though I knew it would be the last place for Clara to fall asleep. Not there either. That left me with the half-log that had been cut dry outside the compound.I had watched her sit on the log to watch the sky alone on a very cold night in the name of getting some air. The moon was bright enough to already light up some part of the night. Cars were intact, I gulped in spittle and headed to the back veranda to check for her. It was only her sit, she wasn’t there either.“where could she have gone? The question got stuck in my head. While my heart was still racing about her whereabouts that night, a shadow had crawled from my back and it was just by my side before I realized. It was a human’s, I jumped and turned, not out of the fear of the shadow but... of realizing it so late. A shadow whose footsteps I didn’t hear turned out to be my sister. “ oh m
Clara's POV "Pardon?" I gazed straight into his eyes and met the first weird connection of my life. Almost the first, I never had such with any guy before. He stared back into me so intensely that I was almost forced to back down but I'm a trouble. I wouldn't. Who does he think he is? I would rather subject it to hastiness and blame it on him.The fact that he was Zara's guy thrusted boredom upon the night's drama and then I looked my eyes down and slowly in disgust. "Uh... what's your name again?" I asked, pretending like I didn't care to have forgotten. "Look! My family consists of three. my father who checks on us I don't know every hour of the night and my twin sister who needs only one roll to realize that I'm off the bed. So if you're gonna cut the crap and make things snappy, I already got into trouble today and this could be an.." "My name is Richard" he echoed, blinking away to give his eyes a break. Wow, He cut me off like he wasn't listening to any of the things I'd be
Richard :It was about 9 pm and I'd been drowning in thoughts. Mrs. Jenifer, the Luna asked me to call her and report as soon as I set my eyes on the twins. She gave me the address of the man who she thought could have them. Mr Henry at Havana, Cuba. Except that they'd relocated years ago. That made the job a little bit complicated and it took me a longer time before I could find a hint in Tijuana, Mexico. I lurked around the city where everything seemed fun. I wouldn't accept that any place would be so free of werewolves compared to our lives in Jamaica. All I could sense were humans and how weak they could be but they were fun anyway. That was the only advantage I got from mingling with them. I saw this funny game while I was trespassing and I seemed drawn to it. I loved it and I thought I could use a little help from the Falcon couch guy by impressing him. As I thought, He let me in without thinking twice because he thinks I have the potential. I soon realized that it was a school
Clara's POV "Why does everyone keep...provoking?!" I screeched at Mrs Gwen when she welcomed me back home. She moved two steps away immediately and stood still.What am I doing? Frightening the last old lady with me at home. "I'm sorry okay?" I let out a deep and calming obvious sigh to assure her that everything would be fine. "I never closed, I got suspended again," I said and scampered to my room. I dropped on my bed and it felt like all my problems dropped down with me. Letting huge sighs out one after the other. "What's all the anger issues?" I asked, holding my jacket tightly until I cut every last button down from drawing it too far apart. Seriously, I didn't want to do that, but when I get mad, all I feel is devastation. I so hate myself. I rushed up when I felt like washing some of my problems away. After everything, staying alone would always be my thing. I wouldn't want any friend to come visit. Not even my twin sister. Let's just say I get sick of everything and ev
Zara : "Is that Clara?" I asked our housekeeper who I met on the compound. Of course, no one else would drive off our car like that but I had to ask since that was yet another heartbreak that I got from my sister. Another surprise and I'm not afraid. I only hoped she wouldn't get worse. "Yes princess" she replied, smiling. Clara was gone. My hand flew to my forehead while I processed the madness. I could barely put it in control as I walked back inside madly. I thought of how unmannered I was, I should've said hi to Mrs. Gwen at least. She had always called us her little princesses since we were kids and she kept it that way even when we'd grown. She made the mother we never got to see in our life. I didn't understand how our mother died when we were just toddlers but Dad said it was a terrible accident. Since then, Mrs Gwen didn't let us feel what kids felt when they needed a mother and found no one to hold them. We happily thought she was our mother as some clueless kids we were
Zara: "What the hell!" She yelled and stripped the towel off of me. I knew she had warned me before but I was just not too careful. We used to die of buying the same things in the same sizes, styles, and colors since we were kids. We were so addicted to each other, but I couldn't tell how she recognizes her towel so quickly and I don't. What kind of eyes? Cats? Snakes? I just don't know. I always remembered that I dumped mine inside the closet after she'd caught me putting hers on. "I'm...sorry" I tried to apologize but she had banged the bathroom door at me before I could do it. Wow, she left me naked. STRIP f*cking naked. It was okay? But that wasn't like my twin sister. Not the Clara I used to know. To be real, she had developed some furious mindset set some time ago. I feel the agitating aura all over her like everyone irritates her. I wouldn't be an exception if care wasn't taken.All the fights she had had in school, with a lot of big bad girls where even some lame men got i