CHAPTER 1

Tomorrow I'm going to give the eulogy of two people I can’t stand, and I'm expected to just lie between my teeth and say good things about them when they have never done anything but ruin my life.

The two people I’m talking about are my mother and father, so yeah I'm freshly an orphan and I have no idea what the hell I'm doing.

The road to Lunar Cove stretched endlessly before me, winding through dense forests that seemed to whisper secrets I wasn’t meant to hear. I clench my hands around the steering wheel. It had already been a week since I lost both of my parents in a tragic accident.

It was a crazy event one I don’t wish to relive any time soon. Especially when I remember how it all happened. And as if that wasn’t bad enough now I’m expected to drive over to my Uncle and Aunts place.

I had spent most of life on the road with my parents, travelling where ever the world would take us, I love the freedom it afforded me, seeing the world and all but as I drive down the smooth winding road to Lunar cove pack I feel as though I’m about to loose that forever.

I found it strange when the lawyer I had Aiken to after the whole incident had called up my Aunt and Uncle and told them that legally they were my gaurdians now. A tart of me just wanted to run away and keep travelling the world, unfortunately that’s not possible anymore. Because legally I’m still a kid, and I have to finish up highschool or at the very least stay with family until I turn 18.

I sigh as I crank up the radio to drown my sad thoughts. The longer I drive though the more dense the forest seems to get. I almost pray that I’m not lost but I check the gps and it says I’m on the right track. The woods are dark and dense that’s for sure.

Afew minutes finally go by and then I look up at a welcome sign, it’s made out of brown wood looking very rich and luxurious.

“Welcome to Lunar Cove” it says, I try to hope for the best as I drive into the town. I didn’t know what I had expected for this small town my dad was from but it definitely wasn’t this, I had expected a quiant small town with one single diner and coffee shop which were the only sources of pleasure a kid could find there, but it seems I was completely wrong, lunar cove looked very modern it was like a city hidden behind a forest.

I also didn’t expect their to be lots of cars on the road but boy was I wrong, a little part of me is impressed I hope that this not so small town keeps surprising me.

I drive quietly till I reach a very posh looking neighborhood it wasn’t what I had expected my uncle’s place to be in. Because after parking at the adress I had to double check to make sure I was at the right place. I pull out my phoe and check the address once again. “Number 2 Startlight lane”

The house I’m standing outside if it could be called that was more like a sprawling two story mansion. It looked absolutely beautiful, but as beautiful as it was it couldn’t quite compare to the mansion that was right next to it. That was an absolute work of art, who ever owned it must be a big shot in this town. I walk up the drive way a bit confused on what I’m supposed to do, so I place a knock on the door, and immediately the door opens.

Standing at the door way is a very beautiful woman, she has long brown hair that seems to fall down her back in the most way way possible like waves falling against a beach on a calm day.

Her eyes are the same enchanting brown as her hair. And then when I thought she couldn’t get anymore beautiful she smiled.

“Jessica we have been expecting you how was your trip” she says her voice equally as vibrant as her.

“Are you my aunt Vivian” I ask awkwardly, and she nods then pulls me into a soul crushing hug. Then kisses my forehead.

I feel stunned at the strange wave of affection, it takes me a minute to wrap my hands around her as well but I eventually do and it almost feels nice but then she quickly let’s go.

And holds my face in her hands and sighs. “I’m sorry about what happened to your parents but now you have a new family don’t worry I’ll introduce you to all your cousins I know they’re dying to meet you.”

I nod. “But wait I have some stuff in my car”

She shrugs it. “I’ll get one of the workers to bring it up to your room” workers that’s such a crazy thing to say, I wonder why my dad never told me that his side of the family was loaded, I think about all our trips and how we were able to afford all that but I shrug it off that doesn’t really concern me unless they’re like in a secret cult or something cause now that would be scary.

“Oh no I wouldn’t want to be a hassle” I say, but my aunt shrugs it off.

“Nonsense you have to rest besides tomorrow is the funeral and you’re to give a eulogy” she pauses and looks me the eyes. “Unless you don’t want to, and if you don’t it’s perfectly cool and okay not to. but just know that I’m here for you”

She says holding my hands in hers and for a moment I want to cry but I blink the tears away I can’t be crying out in public.

My aunt places a hand under my cheek and looks at my face quietly. “You look just like him, but with her eyes”

I immediately know she’s talking about my dad and mom, because the one good thing I had done was manage to take after the both of them. I have my fathers pitch black hair, tan complexion, hard set almond shaped eyes, but ofcourse the colour is all from my mom, pale blue eyes, as clear as the ocean.

“Come let’s go and meet your cousins” my aunt interrupts my thoughts as I nod.

As we work further into the house I realize that the is somewhat even more beautiful than the exterior.

“Vivian what’s the meaning of this” a loud voice thunders. I turn around together with my aunt and I’m stunned into silence as I see a man slowly coming down the spiral staircase, he’s dressed formerly in a navy suit and tie. And he looks unsettling like a slightly younger version of my father, he has the same pitch black hair and black eyes. A part of me feels like I’m staring at a ghost and for a moment me and him lock eyes he’s clearly unhappy as he glares in my general direction.

“James, how lovely of you to join us” Aunt Vivian says as she looks at him. I’m silent for a moment as I watch them stare at each other clueless it’s like they’re both having a silent conversation in their head. One only the two of them can understand. After a minute I cough to get their attention. Uncle James snaps out of his fury filed reverie as his eyes turn back to look at me.

“You must be Jessica” he says disdainfully.

“And you must be Uncle James” I respond with equal disdain, he looks shocked and almost taken a back but doesn’t say anything more.

“You’re welcome to lunar cove pack”

he says forcing a smile.I fight the urge to roll my eyes and nod instead. Few hours in and it’s almost as if I have made a horrible choice to come here. My aunt Vivian gives him a weird look but I ignore it because I am thoroughly uninterested.

“Well that was lovely now let’s go meet your cousins they’re all at the breakfast table.

I follow her to the dinning room where two other kids are sitting, they both look my age. They both turn to look at me as I walk in and their eyes widen.

“Camila, Peter this is your cousin Jessica” she said introducing me to them.

“Huh, so you’re the family my parents have been hiding away” I say with a raised brow.

Peter narrows his eyes at me, and the room tenses for a moment but then Camilla quickly breaks off in a laugh.

“You’re so funny, we’re going to get along” Camilla says as she gets up, i stretch out a hand for her to shake but she doesn’t, instead she pulls me into a strong warm hug. I’m tense and shocked at the sudden contact. And she does something even weirder; she takes a huge whiff of my scent then moves back.

"I can't wait to introduce you to everyone in the pack!"She says. And I look at her in confusion.

"What do you men by pack"

"Sorry I mean, uh town" she says but I don't really buy it.

Peter moves forward and it's weird how much he looks like me, same dark hair, and same nose same lips it's just that these features are harder and more masculine on him. He looks me up and down and turns his nose.

“That’s strange you don’t smell like a stray” Peter says.

I look at him incredulously. “Excuse me!”

“Peter that’s enough” Aunt Vivian says. As she rushes towards me and turns me around.

I look at both of my cousins strangely. But then turn to follow my aunt. “Did he just compare me to a stray?”

Aunt Vivian let's laugh but it sounds fake to my ears. “I’m sorry Peter and Camilla are just a bit eccentric well truthfully most people in this town are”

I roll my eyes, eccentric is just a nice way of saying weird. Afew hours in and I’m pretty sure that there’s something seriously wrong with this town, and I have no way out.

Aunt Vivian and I walk up the stairs. I follow her quietly. She reaches a lovely brown door and pushes the door open. We both step into a dark room and she turns the lights on.

I fight the urge to let my jaw drop as I take in the expanse of the room, safe to say it’s gorgeous. The room is unlike any I have ever been to before, the furniture looks classy, very chic and everything is clearly expensive.

“I’m sorry the room doesn’t have more of a homey vibe to it I just thought it would be best to let you decorate it how best you want” Aunt Vivian says she looks clearly agitated and nervous I almost feel bad for her, as weird as she is she seems to be the only normal person in this city after me.

“Thankyou Aunt Viv” I say, looking at

the boxes that I have to unpack. “I’ll get settled.”

She comes over and places a hand under my cheek, “look darling if there’s anything wrong at all just know that you can talk to me okay,”

I nod and I expect her to leave, but then she stops and pulls me into another quick hug. At first I’m caught off guard. My parents had never been the type to show any real emotion with me or any one at all. I reluctantly hug her back unused to parental affection.

She then pulls back and leaves. But right before she’s out the door she pauses.

“Oh and Camilla will give you a tour of the house later” she says then shuts the door.