"Hello?" the young man replied in the same questioning tone. The first thing she noticed about him was his scent. He was powerful. Not an Alpha but almost as strong. A Beta most likely.
The second thing was the shape of his lips—top heavy and downturned. He looked like a young Johnny Depp. Young Johnny Depp was an obsession of Scarlett's. She would watch his films on repeat, despite being terrified of Freddy Krueger.
The guy on her doorstep had lighter hair, and his brown eyes had flecks of green, but there was a strong resemblance.
'I need to stop staring like a lunatic,' Scarlett realised.
"Can I help you?" she asked.
"Riley, just come on in!" Adrian shouted from the living room.
Riley looked at Scarlett with a patient smile, waiting for her to move and let him inside.
"Oh," she uttered, stepping to the side and holding the door open for Adrian's guest. "D—do you want a cup of tea or coffee? I just boiled the kettle."
"Coffee would be great," he said.
"He takes it without milk or sugar because he's a psychopath," Adrian shouted to her, making his friend laugh.
The pair of them bumped fists before Adrian pulled the taller boy in for a hug.
"I miss you so much," Adrian cried.
"It's been two days," Riley said in a deadpan voice. "And I only live an hour away."
As Scarlett placed the coffee on one of the wooden coasters, she noticed the way Adrian was fawning over the guy and wondered if he might be gay. That would be super convenient.
"Alright, alright, she's going to think we're lovers," Riley said, pushing Adrian away and dashing Scarlett's last hope.
‘I’m kinda glad this visitor is straight,’ Scarlett thought, checking him out with her peripheral vision. He was tall—even taller than Adrian, and his chest muscles were visible beneath his t-shirt as he shifted, getting comfortable on the sofa.
She took the space spot on the sofa and checked her messages to find a couple from Sienna.
"Well, what did he say?" and simply, "Well?"
She could see the little wheel spinning, telling her that Scarlett was typing.
'What can I say?' Scarlett thought.
In a panic, she typed, "He said yes!"
The wheel stopped spinning for a second before it continued and the words, "Yay, great!" appeared.
'Yay, great,' she thought, looking at Adrian with a guilty smile.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked, looking increasingly perturbed. "What did you do?"
"I told her you said yes," Scarlett said, breathing out the sentence in one quick burst.
"What's this?" Riley asked. As Adrian filled him in on the situation—not painting Sienna in a very generous light—Scarlett made her best puppy dog eyes at him.
"Well you're gonna have to tell her you lied," Adrian said at last.
"I can't," Scarlett protested and pushed out her bottom lip.
"Well I think she's going to figure it out when she turns up to the date and he's not there," Riley said.
Scarlett glanced down at the phone and saw a tonne of messages from Sienna about what to wear and where to take him. She felt a prickle of guilt over getting her friends hopes up. This was so much worse than just telling her no, she realised, but it was too late to take it back.
"She's so excited," Scarlett said, hoping she could guilt him into saying yes.
"Why did you tell her I said yes?" Adrian asked.
Both Adrian and Riley turned to regard her, hungry for an explanation.
"I don't know." Scarlett shrugged. She didn't want to admit she was terrified of her only real friend. "I just... figured you would change your mind."
Neither boy was satisfied with this explanation, and it showed on their faces.
"Oh please, please say you'll go," Scarlett begged, running out of options, but he shook his head slowly.
"I'll do all your chores, your homework, anything." Scarlett pressed her palms together. "Please?"
Adrian and Riley exchanged glances.
"Explain why you seem so desperate, and I might consider it," Adrian offered.
After a long, drawn-out sigh, Scarlett proceeded to spill all the details of her friendship with Sienna and the other two girls—Tamara and Rose. Both Tamara and Rose were nice enough on their own and even as a couple, but when Sienna was in the picture, they became vicious, and would always pick Siennas side. She explained what had happened when Tom Grady flirted with both girls but ultimately chose Scarlett.
Looking back, Tom had treated them both cruelly and deliberately played the girls off each other. Scarlett did her best to avoid him these days, but he was always there, lingering about with his annoyingly sexy face.
'Tom is ugly next to Riley,' she thought, her mind running off track temporarily.
She looked up at the boys, who had remained silent during her speech.
"Look, I know I've been a bitch to you, and you have no reason to help me out, but please could you do this for me? You might even have a good time with her," Scarlett asked.
Adrian said nothing, just stared at her with a strained, pitying smile.
Scarlett pictured what Sienna’s face would look like when she found out about the lie. She could see everything unfolding in her mind's eye. The three girls looking at her like she was the devil, telling her she no longer had the right to be in their group. Like last time, the other, not-so-popular kids would gloat and join in with the bitching and sly looks, and she would be forced to hide away, eating her lunch in the toilet with only the graffiti and smell of urine for company.
That sick, dreadful sensation came flooding back. Nobody could make you feel quite so worthless and disgusting as her crew of popular girls.
Tears formed behind her eyes, and before she could force them away the warm little droplets tumbled down her cheeks.
"I'm begging you," she said, pleading with her eyes. "Please say yes."
"I'm sorry—" he started to say.
"Please, Adrian," Scarlett cried. She flung herself from the sofa to the floor with dramatic flair, kneeling at his feet. "I'm begging on my knees, please, please say yes."
As she stared up at Adrian, she saw the indecision in his face.
"When?" he asked after a world-weary sigh.
"Tonight?" Scarlett said, squeezing her hands together in prayer and giving him her most winning smile.
He turned to his friend with a questioning look.
"It's okay, I can go," Riley said.
"No, we were supposed to hang out this weekend," Adrian argued.
"Hmm," Riley looked down at Scarlett. "I'm sure your stepsister will entertain me while you're out with her friend, right?"
"Uh, erm," Scarlett stammered. The way he was looking at her made her nervous. Plus the way he worded it... entertain him? What was he expecting her to do?
She nodded, deciding it didn't matter. Anything was better than the alternative and a night with Adrian's insanely hot friend was just an added bonus.
'What's the worst that could happen?'
Sienna downed the last of her vodka and coke and eyed the bottle of clear liquid with indecision. Getting too drunk before the date was a bad idea. Puking, slurring your words and wobbling about the pavement were not endearing behaviours.'But I'm so nervous,' she thought. The single drink had done nothing to ease the knot in her stomach or the flutters in her chest.Sienna had been on plenty of dates before, but this was different. It almost felt like a blind date. Usually, her dates were with guys from her school—ones who knew her and had a good idea of what to expect. They understood she was at the top of the food chain and they were interchangeable trophies for her arm. She never genuinely cared for any of them besides Tom, and he had trampled all over her heart.Tom had been different. There was just something special about him. A spark. Adrian had that same spark, but even brighter. She was a moth, drawn to his dark flame. His odd choice of style and clothing might an issue, b
Adrian gave Scarlett a final withering stare as they heard a knock at the door. She smiled, took his hand, and thanked him profusely before he pulled the door open and left.With a grimace, she turned back to Riley. "I hope they don't kill each other," she said. It was a major overreaction, but her worries were valid."Oh, you don't have to worry about Adrian." Riley chuckled. "He'll eat her alive and use her bones to pick his teeth afterwards.""You haven't met Sienna," Scarlett said."I've met plenty of Sienna’s," he said, looking her up and down with narrowed eyes."I'm nothing like her!" Scarlett cried. "If my Mum had called me something normal like Rebecca I wouldn't even be in the damn popular group."Riley looked like he wanted to say something but thought better of it. She knew what he was thinking: until her wolf made an appearance, she was basically a human girl. A late bloomer her mother said. It wasn’t at all uncommon to remain shiftless until the age of eighteen. Most wo
"Dance for me," he said.Scarlett giggled, but the laughter become soft and tapered off as she took in his facial expression."I can't dance," she said. "I'm... terrible. I have all the style and grace of a greased up, three-legged warthog on an ice-rink."Maybe it was the vivid mental image that made him snort with laughter. He looked her up and down with suspicious eyes."Adrian said you are a cheerleader," he sternly pointed out."Oh God," Scarlett covered her head with her palm. "Only because Sienna forced me. Little Miss Gymnastic gold champion has to take every opportunity to show off her limber frame. Meanwhile, you have me in the background, tripping over my own feet like a hopeless lummox. You’d think I’d have some sort of natural grace!"He burst into laughter again."Show me a routine," he demanded, staring up at the ceiling.When Scarlett dropped her shoulders in defeat, about to begin the silly cheer, Riley sat up on the bed and waved his arms."Woah, woah, woah, sweet ch
After changing back into her regular clothes, Scarlett scoured the internet for memes that were funny or relevant enough to share on her social media. It was a full-time job, taking up more of her time than homework, but somebody had to drudge through the sea of endless posts to pick out the gems.There were a lot of memes about men, due to the trending hashtag #notallmen. Scarlett steered clear, careful not to take a stance one way or another. She couldn't deal with people arguing on her posts. The only valid response was a laughter emoji.It wasn't long before the dreaded message appeared in her inbox. She was going to have to deal with Sienna’s bitching for weeks, maybe even months if she still wanted to hang out here with the same frequency. Deep in her heart, Scarlett almost hoped that her bestie would stop hanging out here so much. Yes, it was a normal teenager thing to do, but sometimes she wished to be… herself. Abnormal. Animal.Scarlett’s brow shaped into a confused frown as
Scarlett closed her eyes and prayed, but it did no good.His response was innevitable, she realised, seeing the cruel sneer materialise across his lips. "I only went out with you because my stepsister begged and pleaded with me," he revealed.Sienna's previously smug face dropped immediately. She slowly turned to Scarlett, eyes smouldering like lasers. Anger radiated off her in waves, almost visible and hot."Seriously?" Damien asked with a mouthful of food, choking on his salad."Yeah," Adrian told him. "She fucking begged on her knees with tears in her eyes because she was so worried her so-called best friend would blame her if I said no."As Sienna stared into the eyes of her best friend, she could see her rage and pain. Little tears formed before she threw her tray full of food at Scarlett's feet and ran from the cafeteria. Everyone turned to stare at Scarlett. The entire student body. She'd never felt so exposed and open. Staying out of the limelight was important--her mother
Sienna looked at her face in the mirror, inspecting her otherwise flawless skin for red blotches. Seeing speckles of pink beneath her eyes, she applied a final layer of concealer before fixing her makeup with powder. Her mother always bought her the best brands so it should last the school day. She didn't want anyone to know she'd been crying nonstop since yesterday—not even her remaining friends.Covering the marks didn't mean she couldn't still feel them. The skin of her cheeks was taut and sore, and her eyes stung despite using drops.Her chest rattled as she breathed in a shaky breath, giving herself a final once over before exiting the bathroom.She stood in the hallway as the students milled about her, chatting, and louting about as they made their way to the canteen or the picnic area. When she saw Adrian, her heart fluttered. It felt like it might burst, the rush of adrenaline being too much of a load to bear. Everything about him was perfection, from the shape of him to the
Sienna felt her cheeks burn with shame. Yes, it was cringy and humiliating, but it had worked for Scarlett. If begging was the only card she had to play, she was willing to give it a shot. It wasn’t as if she had any dignity left to covet at this point. He would probably tell people, but she couldn't care about that right now—it was a bridge she would cross in the future if it came to it."What?" he asked, one brow raised. "Are you for real?"Sienna nodded without looking up, feeling her hair tickle her face. She tucked it behind her ear, glancing up at him to read his reaction."Well, you're welcome to try it," he said, looking amused.She didn't feel hopeful. Something about his expression, the cruel curl of his lip, suggested he was making fun of her. Still… any hope was better than no hope at all. As she explored his face, she knew there was no way she could go on without him. He was just too perfect. Life would be devoid of meaning if she couldn't make him her own. The life she h
Sienna neared her home after taking a shortcut through the park and a walkway loving known as 'dog shit alley' by her friends. She was careful, staring down at the uneven paving slabs as she stepped, knowing from experience that the name they'd assigned was apt.As she neared her front door, she got a message but left it until she was inside. It was probably just Tamara or Rose checking up on her for the millionth time. It was sweet of them but completely unnecessary--everything was perfect in her world now.Her heart pounded when she saw Adrian's name on her screen. That instant burst of adrenaline made her eyes swim, making it hard to read the text."Come over. You need to apologise to Scarlett. You will come to my room after," she eventually read.An unconscious little smile formed on her lips as she pulled her clothes from her wardrobe, getting dressed in a blind panic.She wanted to look hot enough to make him swoon, but at the same time, she didn't want to keep him waiting. Shov
The prison was far more pleasant than Damien had been expecting. Warm, bright and clean, with only a faint whiff of urine and despair. Unlike the werewolves, he had no heightened sense of smell--a fact he was grateful for. It was the single advantage they had over him. He had a plethora of psychic powers, was a hundred times stronger, could fly and in his shifted form... could breathe a fire that burned hotter than the sun's surface. Adrian's face lit up when he saw Damien approach. "I told you, didn't I?" Adrian boasted. He was always boasting. "I said I could get you any girl you wanted. I bet she's just eating out of your hands."Damien smiled as he sat opposite his friend at the white plastic table. "You are the master of manipulation." Damien flattered him. “But is that really what you wish to discuss?”He gave him one of those, 'Really, bitch?' looks until Adrian’s face fell, his chin wobbling for a second before he shut up and looked down.“Why did you eat Tom?” he muttered
Sienna followed Damien to his basement after saying a brief hello to his mother. The woman always seemed to be rushing about with a phone glued to her ear. In all honesty, she was a little intimidating. Damien's father was still out of town, spending most of his time in France since his company had opened a subsidiary out there and he needed to train the managers. Once the pair were alone, Sienna began to feel a level of nervousness that didn't match the situation. She'd never experienced anything like this in her life. Even when alone with Adrian she had retained a modicum of self-confidence, safe in the knowledge that she could seduce the pants off him and had no other duties in her role as his slave.With Damien it was different. There was immense pressure to please him not only physically but mentally and emotionally as well. He was smart, and sarcastic and funny and talented. How could she possibly entertain a mind like his? 'You're more than a bitchy bimbo,' she told herself,
The bus from Springwood rattled and shook as it veered about the winding country lanes. The out-of-town members of her pack were all present—they had just attended the same emergency pack meeting—but there was only one on her mind.As she beside Riley on the bus, Scarlett fought the urge to touch him. Now that Adrian was in prison, she figured he would make a move but so far… nothing. If anything, he seemed even more distant.‘Maybe he’s afraid Adrian will kill him,’ she thought. Adrian was still protesting his innocence, but as a precaution, the pack were now forced to choose an alternate leader. They had only one other Alpha in the younger generation—a twelve-year-old boy who some argued had even greater potential than Adrian. He’d transformed into his wolf—pure white and almost as big as a grown adult—at age eleven and grown stronger and bigger since. Of course, Adrian’s mother was livid. She insisted her son was framed, even accusing the boy Alpha. At that point, the older membe
Sienna got ready in her bedroom, deliberately avoiding her overly concerned mother. Looking into her mirror, she adjusted her hair for the final time. Then, after a second thought, fixed it one more time.Last night she had googled the term, 'goth girl hairstyles,' and showed the picture to the only late opening hairdressers. Her hair was now a silky blue-black with a sharp fringe and much shorter and choppier. She'd put a skull-shaped hairclip in to match the model but worried it didn't look right on her.Using the same picture as a reference, she replicated the girl’s make-up, with smoky eyes and lips so dark they were almost black, hoping to emulate the look. Staring into the mirror, it was as if somebody else was looking back at her. She liked it.'But will he like it?' she wondered. Since her brain had started working again, there was only one person on it... and thankfully it wasn't Adrian. After a final panic in front of the mirror, she left the house, saying a brief goodbye
“I c—can’t b—believe it,” Scarlett stammered between sobs. “I can’t believe he’s gone.”Sienna nodded and pulled her in for a hug. The girl was little, but she was strong, pulling on her jumper so tightly that it strangled her.“He was an asshole, but he was our asshole,” Scarlett said. “In a strange way, I still kind of loved him.”“Me too,” Sienna admitted. "He was my first love. My first kiss."The local newspaper had reported the murder without naming the victim, but in a small town like this one, it wasn’t five minutes after the police arrived that a neighbour had seen, told everyone they knew and spread the news like a depressing game of Chinese whispers.“He wasn’t a bad guy,” Scarlett said. “Not deep down. I think we were too hard on him… and now we’ll never get to make friends again!” She burst into another fit of sobs at this realisation. The thought of never getting to forgive his crimes against her was the most heartbreaking thing for her. “He saved me,” Sienna whispered
When the police knocked at the door Scarlett, her mother and Adrian gathered on the upstairs landing. They heard Ron place his cup down and move to answer it."What's going on?" Scarlett asked her mother.Mum shook her head in confusion. She clearly had no more clue than Scarlett."Let's go and find out," Scarlett said, following her mother down the staircase. Ron pulled open the front door to reveal a couple of police officers. A tall man and a red-haired woman, both in uniform, pulled out their badges“Can I help you?” Ron asked without saying hello or exchanging pleasantries."I’m Sergeant Hobbs and this is Inspector Greenwood," the woman said. “Is Adrian Turner home?”Scarlett wondered if Sienna had reported him for hurting her. She had said she wouldn’t, but people could change their minds. Scarlett wouldn’t blame her. Not one little bit. Adrian deserved to be punished for his behaviour. Being Alpha did not give him free reign to do whatever he wished."Why? Why do you want to s
Tom smiled to himself as he heard the familiar sound of his ringtone buzzing from his pocket. He frowned when he saw it was not Ariella—the cute Swedish healer from his guild—but Damien.After doing a project with the goth kid, he hadn't bothered to remove his number but never guessed that Damien might call him out of the blue like this."Hello?" Tom asked without hiding the confusion in his voice."Tom, I need you to listen to me and not ask your usual 20 questions, okay? I'm out of town, and Sienna just called me from the inside of Adrian's wardrobe. She's claustrophobic, so you need to nip over there and get her out. Got it?"As Damien spoke the words went into Tom's brain and made a certain degree of sense, but unfortunately—he had questions."Huh?" He muttered. "What? Why?"He could sense Damien's stifled but angry sigh."Tom. I'm out of town or I'd go round there myself. You are the only contact in my phone who lives close to Adrian and knows where he lives. Go over there. Go in
Sienna tried not to yawn as she sat beside Adrian, but her body was fatigued, and her mind worn. The more she tried not to yawn, concentrating with all her mind, the more her throat muscles contracted, threatening to let the subtle act of disrespect escape.She covered her face and turned to look out of the window as it slipped out, but he caught her."Am I boring you, Sienna?" he asked."No," Sienna replied with haste. "I, erm, I'm just so exhausted.""Slap yourself in the face," he said. Sienna did so, not hard enough to hurt but with enough force to wake herself up. It surprised her by working... for a couple of seconds at least. Then she wanted to yawn again."I'm not horny," Adrian told her in a conversational tone. "But I am in the mood to see you suffer."Sienna wasn't listening to him. She'd spotted a half-eaten sandwich on the windowsill and couldn't tear her eyes away from it. It appeared to have an egg mayonnaise filling—her favourite. Her mouth watered as she envisioned b
Riley made eye contact for a second before moving to the left and trying to shove his way past. Scarlett stood her ground, refusing to budge from her spot on the stairs. He was either going to have to talk to her or send her flying.He sighed and tutted. "What lie are you talking about?""The one where you said you'd only slept with two girls, and that it was in the past?" Scarlett intoned, sticking out her chin. She could feel her pulse quickening as the strange, brain-swimming feeling returned."Oh jeez," she muttered, stumbling, and almost falling.She would have tumbled down the stairs, but Riley quickly shifted and caught her in his arms. Held closely and coddled like a baby, she stared up at his concerned frown as he took her to her room and gently placed her on the bed.For a moment he sat beside her. He picked up a brush from her bedside table and fiddled with it, head and eyes down before he finally spoke."It's not like that." He shook his head. "That woman I'm seeing... it'