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Shame

"Ahh, you're finally awake!" Irma began walking back and forth around my room. "You have been out for about a day," "Ugh, my head," I struggled to sit up on my mattress as I grasped my aching dome. "Yes, I'm sure it does hurt. You went down like a sack of potatoes when Glenn threw his bolas," Irma chuckled as she waited for Gordon to bring in a chair. "He threw what?" I struggled to look up at Irma and the brothers. "Bolas consist of a few hard balls attached to a string. It's an ancient weapon..." Glenn started but was quickly cut off by Irma waving her hand. "Regardless, you were trying to escape, something I told you not to do." Irma taunted as she motioned her face close to mine. "So, now I have to take extreme measures for your well-being," She rose from the chair and walked out of the door before sticking her head back in. "Ciao," How could this be, I was so close, I know I was. I could smell the air from outside, I could feel that I was right there. What does she mean by ex

Run

Mated Twice To Twins/C. L. Daigle

Suddenly, a whistle blew and I couldn't think it was like my legs were stuck. I urged my body to move, but the feel of grass, the smell of the air, the sound of a smelling babbling stream... A stream... the only stream I know of is in Belle's Looking Glass. Two towns over from my home. How could I only be two towns away? How could La Chambre Blanche be but two towns over and no one knows? Or maybe people do know. Perhaps the people of Belle's Looking Glass know precisely what's happening, but everyone stays quiet. Is that why the town has everything? Literally everything. People in other towns have to travel for hours just to get to a specialist, daycare services, or even a department store. I have to go; I have to move. I need to let everyone know what's really going on. Finally, I mustered enough courage to run, and so I did. I tried to change; I tried to transform, but I was too weak. Too weak to fully make myself into werewolf form, but not too weak to harness some of it into runni

No Chance

Mated Twice To Twins/C. L. Daigle

"She's over here!" Talia screamed out as she grabbed my shoulders. Why? Why is she doing this to me? "I've got her!" "Talia, no!" I pleaded, but the look in her cold eyes was all but helpful or forgiving. "Stop, please, Talia let me go," I struggled to break free, I had almost no strength from running. I couldn't transform even if I wanted to, I had nothing to give. I raised my leg and kicked Talia as hard as I could in her shin. She bellowed as her hands fell to grab her leg and I heard my captors getting closer. I pushed past her as I stumbled falling to the ground a few feet ahead. I was past the line, I was in my territory again, and I was so close to my mates. "Juliet!" I swear I could hear my name being called. My eyes were heavy, my legs were aching, and my head was in complete pain. My face was in the grass and dirt, and the pie's aroma still lingered in my nostrils. I struggled to get up, I tried to crawl but was stopped by a foot on my back. "Jules!" There it was again, I c

In It Now

Mated Twice To Twins/C. L. Daigle

I woke up to the sound of the large door being opened. I struggle to open my eyes to the shadowy figure standing above me. It had been two days since I ate or drank anything as punishment. I was told the night I came back in. Remembering the sweet smell of outside and the freedom of the grass between my toes as I tried to conjure the memory that seemed so distant now. I squinted at the youngest Logue, or should I say, Snow, member with a tray of food in her hands and a look of disappointment and disgust plastered on her face. "Here, my Aunt Irma thought it was time for you to eat," she thrust the silver platter in my direction as I struggled to sit up. As a werewolf, we have to consume more than humans. More calorie intake, more protein, more fiber, everything, and to go without any food for two days was hard, really hard. "Eggs over easy, bacon, grits, sausage biscuits, and toast." "That won't be enough." I gurgled out as I took the plate and placed it by my feet. "You're so selfis

Another Day

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"Juliet?" I heard the exhausted voice of Talia through the concrete wall that was leaning my head on. I didn't feel like answering her. I kept replaying the entire scene in my head, running in the grass, pushing branches out of my face, smelling my pack. I was so close I could've sworn I smelt one of my mates. "Juliet, are you awake?" "Yes, Talia, what is it?" "Is this what you've been going through?" she asked. I wanted to scream. Of course, this is what I've been going through. Poking, prodding, gassing, you name it. I told her when she got locked up in here with me that I didn't run off to be with anyone else. My father, in all his infinite wisdom, sold me here, to La Chambre Blanche. Why would I ever run away from my mates when that's all I've ever wanted? "Yes," I stated lazily as I rolled my eyes. "How? How did you get out?" she questioned. I could hear the hopefulness in her voice, which led me to believe she was planning or was wanting to plan another escape. "Well, the fi

Chancing It

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"Oh," Talia moaned as she gripped her forehead and staggered to her feet. "Juliet, help me to the bathroom. I think I'm going to puke.""No, one of the Nelson brothers will help you!" Irma urged as she raised her arm to point at the lazy brothers who leaned against each other sitting in the corner of the lab. They were disgusting men, fat, lazy, rude, and smelly. Why Irma felt the need to keep them around was beyond me, but I wasn't about to ask her that. "Why? So they could try something with me again?" Talia clapped back as she shot them both a glare. They quickly stood up and placed their hands over their privates. I smirked, knowing Talia probably kicked them both, even though she was weak. A week had passed since I made my escape, and Talia had been bugging me daily to try again for us both. As much as I detested Talia Banks for being the typical mean girl throughout high school and now college. I couldn't in good conscience leave her to rot here, no matter how many times that i

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