Damon I have always had the idea of my weird sexuality but tried to keep it at bay. I used to have a best friend although we had fallen apart and it was on the night of my eighteenth birthday.He had suddenly come to me in a corner and he kissed me. I had felt a sudden feeling of completeness as I returned his kiss but then I stopped myself.I needed to make it clear that I was no fag and guilt tripped him into feeling like he had been the one at fault. But that moment had awoken a need and hunger for a man.I could not be the one black sheep of abomination. Hence, to prevent every sort of scandal, I had to make certain that I had more girls around me and on my bed. We would party so hard and I would fuck them just to tell myself that I wanted women and not men.Still, it never felt complete. It was almost like a futile attempt at discussing what animal was within me but I decided to keep living my lifestyle. At least, everyone in the family believed already that I was the chief woma
Jace "Now there boys, it's not something to fight over." Harold said as he came to take a look. "It's not as bad as it looks. I'm certain Jace here has been through worse." I nodded."Certainly." I responded."I'm not buying it." Jacob said and came to inspect it. He had yanked my hand to look into the wound."Careful. You'll pull his arms off." Garrett said to him. I could hear a little seriousness about it even though I wanted to believe he intended it as a joke."I'm fine." I insisted."Shouldn't this need stitches?" Jacob demanded.Stitches? This was not so bad enough for him to begin to contemplate stitches. It was just a small cut and right now, I was beginning to blame myself for being too careless. I had lost focus and now I was feeling so pathetic and small as they argued about it."This is nothing a little gauze or plaster would not heal." Harold stated."Did someone get hurt?" I heard Damon at the door. Peter closely followed him and right now, I was beginning to feel lik
Peter "Do you think I would ever find love, Luma?" I recalled asking her on her deathbed."Ah, Mojito, of course. You would." She said to me, calling me by the name she used to call me all along.It was not known to the rest of the family but I had been with her right before she died. I had actually called that I had found her dead when indeed, I was with her through the night and even saw her struggling with death. If I had the strength, I would have wrestled even death for her life. She was the only one who got me.The real me that I was trying hard to keep from the rest of my family. Everyone thought I was just the virgin boy of the family and of course, Damon's ass licker but that was the only way to distract myself from my weird taste.I was yet to be with a woman because I just could not feel to let myself be with one. Luma noticed my weird taste when she had found lots of playboy books featuring naked men under my bed during one of her cleanups. I had actually been in a haste
Jace I knocked on the door but there was no answer at first. I was confused. I had seen him enter, what was happening?I knocked again with the hopes he was sleeping probably. I was tired of waiting at the door when I turned to leave before I heard the voice from inside."Don't just stand there. Come inside." He called me and I entered.I muttered an apology if I was disturbing him as I entered only to be met with him lying half way on his bed with his legs on the floor. He was facing the ceiling, his eyes lost in space. He was shirtless and his arms were folded under his head.Gosh, did he have to expose all this gorgeousness? I was beginning to feel like the dog caught salivating. Then he sat up, his hair falling around his face as he looked at me with those intense eyes."Yes?" He asked me."Um, I came to bring your clothes. Thanks for giving them to me yesterday." I said but stood there still.He was still staring at me and at this point, I was actually beginning to wonder if the
Jace I got into the car and sat by his side quietly. This man that had spoken to me earlier had just gone back to his usual quiet self. He brought the car to life and started driving out of the garage. "Your seat belt." He said to me,"Oh. I'm sorry." I said as I turned quickly wondering why I had been deaf to the alarm from the car. However, I had just secured myself when he stopped the car abruptly. I was wondering if something had happened or he had forgotten something when he turned to stare at me."Would you keep doing that?" He demanded.I was confused. I had only forgotten this once and would try my best not to forget the seatbelt next time. I mean, it was a mistake."I'm sorry, Sir. I've secured the belt.* I said to him,His expression did not soften as he shook his head."And you've done it again." He stated."Sir?" I asked him, feeling totally uncertain of what he was referring to."Can't you stop apologising? You keep doing that and it's making you pass off as a fake." H
Garrett He was doing things to me. It was clear that I had fallen head over heel for him.Everything about me had suddenly been overwrapped around this singular personality, Jace. He was now the bane of my existence and all I sought was a moment with him.I had been more into myself as a young man and during school days, I discovered that I could very well pleasure myself. I would have been in the same virgin category as Peter had I not been intensely trying to get myself pleasured.I had no idea what my sexuality was at the first instance and had tried to let myself go down with a girl only for me to be faced with the biggest embarrassment of all, I was flaccid and would not rise.It was that way for me and not everyone knew the truth as I told everyone I fucked her so she would not be able to tell on me that I had not been able to get it up. I felt like an embarrassment for quite the time until one day during my internship.I had been really close to this co intern that was always
Jace It took a few minutes afterwards and a couple of awkward silent stares before Harriet returned. She had come in the company of two young men who bore with them a trolley hanger that had lots of clothes on it.My eyes widened as these clothes were exotic looking.I looked at him for approval as they all stood there waiting for his reaction."You may go, Harriet. He'll try them and I'll call you up later." He said and she bowed alongside her colleagues before leaving. It was just the two of us in here now. "Well?""Sir? Sorry... I mean, they look expensive." I said. Realising that I had committed my usual blunder."Am I asking you to pay?" He asked me."No. But..." I did not even know how to say the words in my mind."Besides, we own this place. So get changed so we're in time for supper." He said to me,They owned this place? Of course. What was I thinking when he had for himself a private elevator and an office? I nodded and went to the clothes as I observed them all."Most of t
JaceLuckily, she had not pushed on with her inquisitiveness and I was much obliged.It was not so long and she had packed everything for me and bagged them. She then excused herself leaving me in the office.I sat down there for a while and started feeling uneasy. I stood up and took a walk around to the window area as I peered out the blinds to overlook the buzzing city. This was too good to be true and I wished I had my phone with me so I could take a picture.Then it dawned on me that I never made that call. My former employer must have been stunned and I had let myself get carried away by everything happening around me. I decided that I would call as soon as I got back home.I got bored of looking then I noticed there was a candy jar on the refrigerator. I went there and took a candy and popped it into my mouth.It felt really nice. Making me wonder if it was as nice as Jacob? Wait, what was I actually thinking?I shook my head as if that would shake off the thoughts of him in my
Garrett It was the first time that I have seen Harold this way. His eyes flashed with so much anger and I could tell that he was pissed. The way he balled his fist made me really worried and I was beginning to hope that Damon would help out with calming down. Come on, I was also not expecting anything because I mean, it was Damon that we were all talking about here. He would much rather fight everyone than use his head to think properly. Looking at him right now, I knew he was pissed. Seriously, where was Jacob when one needs him the most. Harold's eyes were beginning to blaze bright yellow and I knew it would be hard to get him to calm down if he unravels his claws and Jace might walk in anytime.Besides, I too was beginning to get angry. Jace had left with Jacob which made me really concerned that he would be in the same space as another male even though it was my brother. Anger was actually dealing with me that all this while, I had not been able to focus on my work. I had managed
Damon Garrett had eventually left the room after our argument. It was clear that he was not really onboard with the fact that I had brought that fox back home, much less let it come as a pet. I really felt bad because all I wanted was to make him happy. And also, I knew what emotions were emitting from me and was hoping that being a little nice to him would bring it all to check. But it was going to strike a rift between my brothers and I. Thinking now, we already had the bounty hunters to worry about, adding this to the equation when it was not necessary would not really help.So, I heard Garrett out until he was done and he left. Jace was downstairs at this time and I decided that I would go there and see him. I had to make him understand that he had to let Charlie go. Charlie, another question that even Garrett was seeking answers to. Of all names out there which he could have given them fox, it had to just be Charlie. How convenient. I mean, I was beginning to see reasons as to
Harold I had to keep it cool but then it was hard. Martins was just too hard to ignore that I totally lost my cool which I had promised myself that I would be keeping intact. Eventually, I had to focus on what was necessary and we had him do his checks. I was still angry but alas I realised that I did not hate him. I missed him so much that I decided to go back inside. I asked Peter to wait in the car with hopes to spend some time with Martins. It might not be much but it was enough for us to hug and eventually kiss. We had missed each other. I had to break away from him and warned him sternly not to run away or do anything stupid because I would come back to find him.He agreed and then, I heard Peter rushing away. Seriously, I had not expected that he would eavesdrop but I was hoping that I would much later clear the air. Martins still wondered who the lad was to me but I told him on a good day, I would bring Peter and tell him exactly who he was. From his eyes, I noticed he suspec
Peter Harold and I eventually went on to visit more places but for the first time, I really felt for him. He had actually noticed that I had been eavesdropping on their conversation earlier and I did apologize as I told him I would not say a word when he came into the car. He watched me for sometime and then he broke down crying. Seeing Harold like this really hurt me to the marrows that I could feel the lump and pressure in my chest while I comforted him. It was never going to be easy, dealing with certain lifestyles especially in our pack. Those things were forbidden."Can you drive?" He had finally asked me and I agreed. We both got out of our respective sides of the car and then I asked him to punch in the details of where we were headed next. He fiddled for something, clearly worn out from his mood and I asked him to call it out while I did the punching in. The moment he did so, I started driving without questions although I wished I could ask him a thing or two. In my head, I
JaceNo. Today was really beginning to morph into something I had not expected. Everything was just happening too fast and I started wondering what it would feel like when it got out of hand. Here I was getting bedazzled at first by the thought of having a new pet. But then there had to be a controversy around whether or not he would be staying and of course, his name. It kept on hitting me that I was going to get hurt when the rest of the party showed up and they decided that Charlie should leave. Nevertheless, I remained firm in my thoughts.Now, presently I was fleeing from Garrett when I saw that logo. I always wondered what it meant at the time especially when he had tried to brand me which was the last day of his life but it sure as hell scared me greatly. It was almost as if he had been the one behind everything here as there was no absurd theory that did not cross my mind. I mean, Harold had suddenly appeared from nowhere and found me interesting. He even seemed to know things
Garrett Charlie...was this some sort of joke or something? I could not believe that it was just a coincidence. I mean, there were other ways it could have happened but hearing this one was totally out of it. I noticed that Jace was worried about my reaction and I did my best to comfort him. I could not be mad at him. At least, he had not brought back a pet to the house knowing well enough that it was something we all still had trauma towards. Also, he most certainly did not come up with that name. This had to be one of my dumb brother's games to get on my nerves.I knew Damon. He has always been up to no good and would work at creating mischief at every chance he gets. It had always been my call to fix his mess all along. Even when he went extreme and hurt people. But then, Peter was his close ally. They were practically an inseparable duo compared to everyone else. When I look at one person, I always see the other following closely. Why on earth would he choose to bring up something
Harold Peter seemed to be in a lighter mood at this point but if only he knew how heavy mine was. The first stop we would be making was the most crucial of all to me and that particularly was because of the person in charge of the place. All across the state were our districts and their heads. It was more or less a certain kind of place that stood as the overseer of the werewolves leaving around the area. These districts were responsible for collecting information on our kind and ensuring there was peace. They also made certain that werewolves especially the young ones did not break the laws as it was no exception to them.This particular one was a church cathedral. Very large and was being manned by our kind. It was not really easy or fun to know that one of us was having too many interactions with humans, much less the fact that he was in charge of records keeping. But the Alpha had found him worthy of the position and eventually had to make it easier by establishing him above the
Peter Three werewolves from this district already? Hell, the moon goddess alone knows how many more are missing in the others and how many more we would have to deal with their loss.I was beginning to feel really angry at this point and faced both men. Harold too was startled as clearly, he had not expected that there would be up to three missing. For a moment, he was really quiet. I mean, the news had a way of hitting us sharply. I was also beginning to fear for our pack and what things could happen if this is not curbed as soon as possible.Another question was popping up in my mind. If they were back here, does that mean they had conquered other packs? Due to this rule of law, there were different Alphas in other states actually. It was a way of having everyone minding their business. Although ours was the strongest of all and our territory spread throughout five states. Others had two at the most and some states belonged only to the humans. Others, I heard, were overrun by bount
Jacob I placed my order and I thought for the first time in a while, I might actually sit down and eat outside. I found myself the most discreet spot that was at the back and I sat down there. My burger and fries were brought and I started eating. I was really confused right now as to what had been happening. I really wanted to get back inside and at the very least watch the actual footage that had been missing. The thoughts in my head were so much that I decided to finish it up quickly. I stood up suddenly and bumped into a girl. She grunted as she fell down. I noticed her meal had fallen to the ground and quickly wanted to help her. She looked really scared, lean and there was something about how she was dressed. She was putting on a beanie and her scarf nearly concealed her face. I went down to assist her."I got it." She said to me as she tried picking it up.Wait, was she actually going to eat this after it had touched the ground? Certainly, I could not allow that. It was my fa