NathanI ran down the stairs taking two at a time.It wasn’t that I was in a rush, it was just that I felt like I had so much energy to burn.I rounded the corner and nearly bumped straight into Emily.“Woah there tiger!” she said, holding her arms up in anticipation of an impact.I managed to holt just centimeters away from her hands.“Oops, sorry,” I said with a smile before stepping to the side to go around her.“Hang on a second,” she said, and I turned back to see a confused frown on her face.I raised my eyebrows slightly waiting for her to continue.She walked over and paced around me in a full circle, her eyes roving over me as if she was trying to work something out.I just watched her in amusement.“What’s got you in such a good mood?” she said, stopping in front of me, her head tipped slightly to one side.“The sun is shining, it’s a beautiful day, why wouldn’t I be in a good mood?” I replied, as I again stepped around her and headed into the kitchen to grab something to ea
EmilyCole was avoiding me.He somehow managed to completely disappear on Saturday, despite me spending the best part of an hour looking for him.I had a sneaky feeling Annabell was helping him, as I saw her a couple of times with a mischievous grin on her face as she watched me walk by.From the little I had seen of him though, he looked like he was doing better. The black circles under his eyes had gone, and his smile looked real instead of forced, like it was last week.I just hoped that he was finally moving on.It wasn’t until Thursday that I realised I was missing something, when Casper asked,“How was Cole on Saturday?”I found the question odd, as Casper made it clear he didn’t want to be involved when I asked him to speak to Nathan last week.Casper was not one to pry into other people’s business. He was a very private person himself and so he didn’t enjoy those sort of conversations, and avoided them at all costs.“He was doing better, why do you ask?” I said, carefully ob
JoelI was a sell out. A fake. A waste of space. A pathetic little….A door opened to my left making me snap to attention in my uncomfortable, plastic, olive green chair.A member of staff walked passed me, too engrossed in a file in their hands to even notice me.The noise of their high heels clicked down the otherwise silent corridor until they walked through the door at the other end. The door closed with a thud and it was silent again.I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, which gave off a creak of protest under my moving weight.I glared down at the offending object, daring it to even think about collapsing. It wasn’t like I was overweight; far from it. It was just that at 18, I was about 10 years too old to be sitting in it. It was just another symbol of the divide between me and them. I was sat on this shitty green excuse for a chair, while they would be sat on the best hand carved, Indian Oak chairs with velvet inlays and extra padding.Ok, I didn’t know if that was technic
Joel“So how did it go?” Lyla asked while draped across my bed.“Fine,” I replied snarkily, “and what are you doing in here when I’m not?” I asked while setting my bag down and pulling off my hoodie.A slow wolf whistle made me turn to Lyla and raise a frosty eyebrow.She deliberately looked me up and down taking in my interview outfit and giving extra notice to my hair.“I know!” I said patting it gently, a beaming smile now on my face. “It took me the best part of an hour getting it to look like this!”Lyla snorted and I wrinkled my nose at her unladylike noise.That just made her laugh louder.I deliberately ignored her and turned on my radio.She shut up instantly. “Oh no, no, no” she said, getting off the bed and turning the radio back off again. “I want details, Joel. What was it like? Did you see any of the family? When will you know if you got the job?”I looked over at her eager face and suppressed a smile. She looked really cute with her big curious eyes, like a little pu
I suddenly felt a haribo ping off my cheek and smiled sheepishly as I realised Lyla had been talking to me.“Anyway...” she said raising an annoyed eyebrow at my lack of attention, “I heard from Michelle that there’s going to be another ball coming up soon. Wouldn’t it be amazing to actually get to see what one looks like!”“Oh yes, I can’t wait to serve all those stuck up idiots.” I jumped up and put on my best Jeeves pose. “Would you like a brandy with that Sir? No? Well might I suggest a lovely scotch instead, it goes ever so well with the braised beef parcel with red currant jus.”Lyla rolled about laughing.“Anyway,” I added, “it’s unlikely that I’ll get to see anything. I wash pots remember. I don’t think I’ll be allowed out of the kitchen in case I contaminate the guests with my lower class disease.”Lyla just shook her head at me and gave a little smile. She was used to my rants. For some reason I had never taken to the whole hierarchy system that existed in the werewolf pa
CasperI squared up to the large black wolf in front of me. I snarled with my teeth bared and felt tingles go down my spine as all my fur stood on end.The black wolf circled me, mirroring my actions. He was impressive looking when he was stood like that. But I wasn’t worried. I could easily take him.I quickly jumped forward and nipped his back leg, making his head fly round in my direction. This was what I had been waiting for.I lifted my head up and sprang from my powerful back legs, landing with my nuzzle on the back of his neck. I clamped down hard.The black wolf twisted round, almost moving within his skin and managed to throw me off.I jumped back round, on guard, facing him again.I could see I had wounded him, but I also knew that it wouldn’t stop him.The dance started again as we circled round each other once more.I needed this. I felt the tension and stress of the past few days filter into every sinew in my body. My muscles were primed. I felt invincible.In a fl
I showered and dressed in some jeans and an old t-shirt that I had left here. Not a common outfit for me, but they would do until I got to my room.I headed out and set off towards the stairs that would take me to the family’s living area of the house.“Master Bournville might I have a word?”I spun round to see Duncan, our head butler standing before me with his head bowed.“Of course,” I said and followed him into his office.I liked Duncan. He had been with the family a long time and had earned our respect and trust.“I’m sorry to bother you but I just wanted to confirm a few details about Saturday.”“Ok, sure, what do you need to know?” I had no issue with discussing Saturday’s ball with Duncan but I did think it was a little odd of him to ask me about it. My mum and dad usually dealt with all the logistics. I merely turned up, and quite frankly they were lucky I even did that sometimes.“I was hoping you would just take a quick look over the seating plans and make sure they l
JoelMan, I was bored. Washing dishes had to be the worst job in the whole world.My hands had shrivelled up like two sad, deflated balloons in the water, and this was just in preparation for the ball! Another chef passed a dirty saucepan my way. I say saucepan, but these things were so huge I could probably have a bath in it!I scrubbed away at it, letting out small curses at the chef who had let the sauce burn onto the bottom of it, making me feel like I was trying to scrub off concrete.I couldn’t even imagine how crazy it was going to be tonight when we served the 4 course meal to the 200 invited guests. At least my uncle had drafted in extra help for later so I wouldn’t be on my own.Speak of the devil….my uncle came racing into the kitchen, nearly knocking the pastry chef off his feet. A fluster of apologies followed before he zoned in on me and started heading over.“You ok there Uncle? You know if that vein in your neck throbs any harder, it’s going to burst all over the lov
EmilyCole was avoiding me.He somehow managed to completely disappear on Saturday, despite me spending the best part of an hour looking for him.I had a sneaky feeling Annabell was helping him, as I saw her a couple of times with a mischievous grin on her face as she watched me walk by.From the little I had seen of him though, he looked like he was doing better. The black circles under his eyes had gone, and his smile looked real instead of forced, like it was last week.I just hoped that he was finally moving on.It wasn’t until Thursday that I realised I was missing something, when Casper asked,“How was Cole on Saturday?”I found the question odd, as Casper made it clear he didn’t want to be involved when I asked him to speak to Nathan last week.Casper was not one to pry into other people’s business. He was a very private person himself and so he didn’t enjoy those sort of conversations, and avoided them at all costs.“He was doing better, why do you ask?” I said, carefully ob
NathanI ran down the stairs taking two at a time.It wasn’t that I was in a rush, it was just that I felt like I had so much energy to burn.I rounded the corner and nearly bumped straight into Emily.“Woah there tiger!” she said, holding her arms up in anticipation of an impact.I managed to holt just centimeters away from her hands.“Oops, sorry,” I said with a smile before stepping to the side to go around her.“Hang on a second,” she said, and I turned back to see a confused frown on her face.I raised my eyebrows slightly waiting for her to continue.She walked over and paced around me in a full circle, her eyes roving over me as if she was trying to work something out.I just watched her in amusement.“What’s got you in such a good mood?” she said, stopping in front of me, her head tipped slightly to one side.“The sun is shining, it’s a beautiful day, why wouldn’t I be in a good mood?” I replied, as I again stepped around her and headed into the kitchen to grab something to ea
ColeI made my way slowly to Highfield Hall. It had been 8 weeks since I had seen Nathan.I thought that over time, the pain of the rejection would go away, that it would hurt less. I was wrong. Every Saturday it seemed to be getting harder and harder to motivate myself to walk the short distance to the Hall.Sure, once I was there, I usually managed to lose myself in what I was there to do. But just going to the place, physically putting one foot in front of the other to go to the place that I first saw Nathan required so much effort that once I got there I was already exhausted.It didn’t help that I hadn’t slept properly in weeks.I walked in through the front gate, something I still managed to chuckle about, despite my mood, and walked over to where I saw James and Emily looking over our latest plans.“Hey Cole, how’s thi….woah you look rough, are you feeling ok?” Emily said, coming over to me and giving me the once over, before settling for looking directly into my eyes.“I’m
NathanIt had been exactly 6 weeks since I’d seen Cole. 6 long torturous weeks.It was Saturday again which meant only one thing. Cole would be coming to Highfield Hall later today.I hated Saturdays. I hated them so much. I basically spent the whole day pacing around my room, desperate to go out, desperate to be anywhere but staring at these four walls.But I couldn’t. Because I didn’t trust myself not to sneak a peek at him. You know, just to see if he was alright.But of course he was alright. There was barely a day that went by without someone mentioning his name. You see he turned out to be a bit of a whizz at this ecology stuff, and well, he sort of became James the gardener’s right hand man. And of course Annabell just worshiped the ground he walked on. Every sentence she said seemed to start with, ‘do you know what Cole said….’ or ‘do you know what me and Cole did…..’”It was torture. Pure torture. And to make it worse, I think they knew exactly what they were doing
ColeI felt…….I don’t know.I suppose the only way to describe it would be numb.Did that really just happen? There was so much to think about that I didn't know what to start with.Maybe I should start with the fact that there are such things as werewolves!!That was…..amazing. I probably should be freaking out about that, but to be honest it was the only thing about tonight that made me feel in the least bit happy.For one, it made me realise that I wasn’t going mad. I knew there was something up with those dogs at the Hall, and I knew that I’d seen something odd when Percy bit that guy.But knowing that, knowing that they were werewolves made them…..well it made them less scary.I know that sounds stupid, but it really wasn’t in my mind. It made them different. It made them secretive, and less sure around people. It made them hide from the spotlight, and hide from being who they really wanted to be. It made them…..human?It made them more like me.I could feel the damp of t
NathanI banged angrily on the horn on my steering wheel.“FUCKING MOVE!!” I shouted at the taxi that had just decided to stop in the middle of the road.Some drunken tart with a skirt up her arse and heels the size of tower blocks tottered over to the taxi, throwing a middle finger in my direction before getting in.I drew in a deep breath through my nose. I couldn’t lose my temper. It might cause me to be delayed further.I still couldn’t believe it took me so long to see the text from Cole. I always had my phone on me, yet tonight for some reason i’d left it in my bedroom.On the one night he needed me.As I drove like a maniac down the road I tried to rationalise with my thoughtsWhat if he’s badly hurt?That’s unlikely. He did manage to send a text.Yes but what if something happened after he sent that text, afterall, it took you long enough to read it.He’s bound to be fine. And then I can yell at him for texting me when I specifically told him to only text about the project
ColeOne second Percy was next to me, the next he was gone, and the only clue I had as to where he had gone were the screams now coming from behind me.I slowly turned round and gaped at what I saw. In just a few seconds the whole room seemed to be full of brawling bodies. I saw fists flying, and heard glass smashing, and everywhere I looked I could see bruises and cuts appearing on people’s faces.I wanted to run. I needed to run. But something kept me rooted to the spot. I needed to know that Natalie and Percy were alright.I couldn’t see either of them in the chaos in front of me, but I knew I would have to move if I wanted to find them.Slowly I edged my way into the mass of bodies. Ducking a flying chair and leaping over a pair wrestling on the floor, I eventually spotted Natalie cowering behind an armchair.I quickly dove behind the chair next to her.“Come one, we need to get out of here,” I said.I turned to look at Natalie and I could see the tears beginning to fall down
Cole“P to the A to the R T Y - It’s PARTY TIME! Whoop Whooop!”I swear there was something medically wrong with her sometimes.“My god girl, you’ve not even had a drink yet!” I said to Natalie as we walked up the street where the party was being held.“That’s what you think,” she said with an overly exaggerated wink.“Oh man, I’m going to be carrying you out of here tonight, aren’t I?” I said with a groan.“Hey, just think of it as payback for last time,” she said with a mischievous glint in her eye.Ah, I guess she had a point there.I looked up at the house that was now infront of us. It was a large detached stone house, with a huge drive, lined by immaculately pruned conifer trees. I could never quite get my head around how people managed to have parties in homes like these. Where were the parents? Surely they couldn’t know what was going on. The damage alone from a party like this would probably cost hundreds if not thousands to put right.As if someone could read my mind, th
NathanI didn’t want to be here. Every fibre of my being was screaming at me to leave.Well, actually, that wasn’t quite true. My heart was screaming for me to stay, but every other part of me just wanted to get as far away as possible.I hated Ronan and his big idea. I knew Cole would be here. I just knew it. Why wouldn’t he listen to me?!The moment I entered into the lecture theatre I could sense him in the room. And before long, I caught his scent. That was the thing about mates. You became highly attuned to their scent meaning you could pick it out easily among a group of people, and from a distance too.God he smelled good. Like the forest just after a heavy downpour.I forced myself to breathe through my mouth to not be drawn in by it any further.I needed to look at the silver lining here. Ronan had said that if Cole got involved, I could pass the project onto someone else. And it’s not like I wanted to do this in the first place. Why would I want to have to make conve