RAEGAN
SECRET AND LIES A week ago should have been the happiest moment of my— our lives. I guess I was wrong, woefully. It had morphed into an intricate, heart wrecking nightmare, one that has plagued my mind for a week now. The entire length of the days my moonbeam had locked herself away from the world, from us— her mates and family. And I’d realized that I was probably in my own world thinking she’d be happy about it. I knew deep down, below my selfish soul but I didn’t think it’d be this bad. My moonbeam had locked herself up in her bedroom, shutting out everything and everyone—that didn’t exclude us, her mates. But we’d been a proper family until a week ago when she’d finally turned eighteen. When she had finally become aware of our mate bond. It was a secret I held… we held, my brothers and I. We’d always known about it… since that night. I was the first of the bunch to realize it. And it’s been years since then. My selfishness hadn’t let me reveal the truth to my parents. Her sweet fragrant overwhelmed my senses and I let my bestial nature take over. The image of my mate’s dread-filled face had left me sleepless. I craved her presence even more with each passing day. Each day seemed like an ache in my bones ‘cause I wanted to see her; to have a glance at her face, to touch her, to marinate the vision of her beautiful persona into my mind over again. But all that was impossible with her lucked up in her room for the past week, not letting anyone in, even the maids. Her turning of age had caused the pull I felt for her to intensify and it only took my brothers’ constant reminder to stop me from breaking down the door to her bedroom for that cause. “This is all your fault, you know.” My brother’s voice drags me out of my thoughts. I sigh against his words, a reality I did not want to acknowledge. I lift my head from my knotted hands against my forehead to look at him, giving him a cold glare. “What? Am I wrong?” He growls at me and I wound a brow up at him. “Damian, please... can we not do this now? I’m thinking.” “Fuck no!” he hissed, rising from where he sat. Then he points a finger at me. “We wouldn’t be in this mess if you had thought about the consequences that night, then you wouldn’t have to sit here thinking.” “You’re just as involved in this as I am. Why are you blaming me?” “Because it was your idea, which makes it your fault.” He sneered with emphasis on the ‘your.’ “I didn’t see you objecting to said idea when I proposed it. In fact, you were too happy to indulge and lie to father and mother about Coral being our mate, Damian.” I retort harshly, getting up on my feet, ready to face off with him. If that was how he was going to play this card, two can do the trick. He recoils at my words, biting down a snarl. “You were well aware that the three of us were mated to her and you knew what that would mean if our parents found out about it.” I snapped. “Don’t you scold me.” Damian grits out. The hell I will! You don’t get to put the blame solely on me, I might have been the one to initiate the idea and right now, I’m thinking of a solution for all this but you’re just as guilty as I am.” “Wait, can you guys not—” Through my anger, I catch our youngest twin, Rune, start to speak but it was the voice that spoke over him that sends sparks of dread through the fibers of my bones. “Unbelievable.” My father’s growl bounced through the walls of the living room. Our heads snaps to his direction, where he was standing by the entrance. His eyes glowing a morbid silver that looked cold enough to freeze the room and our attention with it and hot enough to kill us all. “I had thought something was very wrong right from the morning you three disappeared on your sister’s birthday and then reappearing at night only to have the three of you looking so pleased that she was your mate,” he sighed, stepping into the room, his steps measured as he rubs on his stubbled jaw, “but to think you guys actually knew and kept it a secret from your mother and I… what in the goddess’s name is actually wrong with you three?!” he barked, sending us flinching at his harsh remark. “Father, that’s not—” Damian doesn’t get the chance to speak. Father moves fast, partly transforming into his wolf, he cuts the distance with lighting speed and catches Damian’s face in his palm. With the force of his strength, he smacks Damian against a wall. Rune is shaken as he tries to escape father’s fury but he’s just as unlucky as Damian. He gets caught and is thrown against a book shelf, the books crashes down with his body on the floor. “Tell me something, son,” My father’s voice was low but raw with anger, I could feel it reverberating off him in solid waves. “What exactly were you really thinking?” He sneers, turning to face me. I gulp at my father’s daunting demeanor, the eerie feeling of fear creeping up my spine. I haven’t actually felt this way in a very long time— in fact the only time I’d felt a familiar feeling was when I was a teenager training under tutelage of my father who was at the time still the pack’s leader. My father was indominable, that fact I knew well. I was called the undefeated Lycan King but in truth, my father was the true embodiment of that name. He was the only one, even after ascending the position of Alpha that I couldn’t defeat in a fair duel. I hadn’t felt the almost crippling effect of his daunting aura in a very long time. “Well, son, care to explain? And depending on your answer, I might rethink killing you.” “I did what I thought was right. You would have taken her away from me.” I blurt out and regret it a second later. My father closes the distance between us swiftly with a leap, a hard punch wrecks my gut and sends me catapulting across the room. My body collides with a couch, knocking me off against it as it painfully breaks my fall. “That’s a very stupid thing to say.” He growls. I groan from the pain my body’s been inflicted with, my head a bit foggy from my father’s hit. “I couldn’t help it… even you should understand how powerful the goddess’s mate bond upon us feels.” “Well, yes, I do know it feels and I definitely understand your point of view…” “Then—” “But that doesn’t give you the right.” He barks. “Do you realize the extent of the damage you’ve caused?” Father’s furious words clawed at me, dealing me a blow my selfishness had caused and because of that, I had ended up hurting the one person I should have protected with my life. Grabbing me by the collar of my shirt, father drags me up and I catch the draw-back of his fisted arm, ready to deal me another hit. I couldn’t fight my father, not when I was in the wrong and… if that were to happen, it’d be the grand end of the house. As much as I hate this, I’d like to avoid further damage… Then I felt it, her presence, accompanied with the sweet fragrance of her mouth-watering scent. My mate. My moonbeam. And my heart almost burst out of my chest as her warmth filled the room in an instance. My brothers felt it to because their heads were already raised when I glanced up at them. Their gazes stuck towards the direction of the living room’s entrance. “Father… wait!” The sound of her voice as she raced into the living room was what I’d longed to hear for the past week, though filled with urgency and panic, the silky rich, vibrancy of it overflowed like milk and honey through my bloodstream. And I didn’t need to look at them to know, I could also feel my brother’s elevation as well. But my father’s too agitated that he doesn’t hear her plea, her feet carries her across the room, wide, beautiful bottle green eye shone with worry and somehow it gladdens my heart to see her show such strong emotions for us. “How could you three be so foolish as to lie to us?” My father’s scolding voice thunders through the room. I’d almost forgotten the situation on ground due to her presence. “Because of your foolishness, you might lose your mate, forever!” His words has her feet trap to the ground and just then I’m thrust against a wall. “Wh-What are you talking about, father?” My mate questions, lips slightly parted as she stares, bewildered at us.[~♠CORAL♠~] My father’s words has me halting in an instant. The heaviness in his words melded with the rage that kept wafting off him and I felt, deep within me that something wasn’t right. The panicked expression that now splashed across the faces of my brothers didn’t do anything to soothe my racing, worried heart. As a matter of fact, it only made my curious yet worry filled heart plummet in my chest. My breathing is ragged and I wait for my father to respond to me. When he finally turns to look at me, his rage seem to taper down a bit because the fierce silver glow in his eyes reverts back to its ice-blue colour. “Pearl…” He breathes and starts towards me. He catches my face in his hands when he reach me and drawing our foreheads together, he takes in another breathe. “Are you alright? How are you feeling? You’ve been locked up in your room for so long… I was worried.” I smile at my father’s soft gesture, I guess I really did make him worry. Catching his hands with min
[~♠CORAL♠~]I wail against mother’s body as she sits with me, holding me down as I poured out the suffocating emotions that threatens my sanity. She just let me pour it all out, not saying a word to me and simply combing her soft fingers through my hair as she plants soft kisses.“It— it’s not true, right?” I sniffle, my voice croaky and low. I pull out of my mother’s embrace. “Raegan’s isn’t telling the truth, right? He’s just trying to be selfish, right?” I question with a bitter laugh. “I’m your daughter, aren’t I?”“Coral… Honey, I—” Mother's words clips off and she turns her face away and the possible truth sticks in.I turn to my father, looking up at him for a hopeful answer. But there’s a look on his face that I can’t properly decipher and he doesn’t meet my eyes either. And I feel my world being blown away like a hurricane.“This... can’t be happening… how is this even possible?” I mutter. Questioning no one in particular.“You were found on our land’s boarder,” Father’s deep
[~♠CORAL♠~]A knock came through the door before it was pushed open. Kiara, my best-friend stood at the threshold, a small wooden tray in her hand. “I brought you some sandwich.” She smiles softly at me.“I’m not hungry.” I mutter, leaning deeper against my knee, I draw my blanket tightly over my body.Kiara sighs, stepping into the room. She drops the tray on the bed-side table and takes a spot on the bed, beside me.“Come on Coco, you need to eat. You can’t keep doing this to yourself. You’re making me worried.”“I’m fine.” I whisper, resting my head on my knee. My red hair curtains my face as I tuck myself, wishing the darkness would swallow me whole.“No you’re not, Coco! You’re barely eating. No, scratch that, you’ve not been eating at all! It’s been a week now. You’re not taking care of yourself and that just makes me more miserable as your best friend because I feel like I’m not doing my best to help you.”“I’m not dead yet, am I?” I question, flatly.“You can’t give me that r
[~♠CORAL♠~]I stare at Rune, waiting for him to respond but time only seems to pass by as we both stand, stalemate.“I’m so sorry, Coral. I try to stop him—”“That’s alright, Leon. It wasn't your fault.” I redirect my gaze to Rune. “I won’t ask again, Rune. Why are you here?” I ask, sternly.The air about us is starting to thicken with tension as Leon, Kiara and her mother were left to watch from the corner. They look a bit shaken, wide eyes and still holding onto themselves.Well, I can’t actually blame them, it’s quite frightening when you can’t do anything but watch your father and husband get plummeted on the ground in front of you.Rune’s throat bobs as he swallows. He stares at me as though he was afraid to speak and it's hard to not notice the physical change in his appearance, though subtle. His porcelain pale skin looks a little drained, his eyes were a bit drab and sunken, his dark shoulder-length hair, disheveled. I'd like to say that my eyes are deceiving me, but he looks
[~♠CORAL♠~]“He’s been like that for a few days,” Mother explains, her voice croaks as she turns to look at Raegan. She looks as though she was about to cry. Now that I look at her she does seem worn out, like she’s been crying all week.As a matter-of-fact, everyone looked worn out in some way or the other. Even father. His hair is slightly ruffled and his shoulders are tensed. There’s a worried look in his gaze even though he’s trying to hide it, it slips out sometimes when he looks at mother.Damien looks like he hasn’t had a wink of rest. Even though he looks somewhat composed on the surface, I can tell he hasn’t had a moment of rest. He’s even spotting a scruffy five o’clock shadow and a slight dark circle underneath his eyes. Why was this happening? It didn’t have something to do with me leaving, did it? And why was I the only one that seems unaffected physically, despite all the turbulences.Catching my bottom lip between my teeth again, I let my shaky gaze fall scrutiny aroun
[~♣RAEGAN♣~]I stir when I catch a familiar scent. It was sweet and warm and caused a deep aching stir in my gut. But not the kind of ache you get from a stomach trouble. It’s the kind of sensation you feel when you know someone that means the world to you is close.And I feel it, in every fiber of my being as her scent washes over me like rain on a steep hill.My eyes peel open and her close proximity jerks me up. I blink, assuming her presence was a façade and that my desperate need for her must have conjured my mind to dream her up and placed her here. After all, it was in her bedroom that I had purged myself into, on her bed, where the sheets still had her scent on.It was the closest I could get to being close to her after falling prey to her scorn. I had wanted to apologize, for the pain and distraught that I’d unimaginably put her through because of my selfishness.When she pushed me away, I felt a cord in my soul snap and I let my anxiety take over me. It felt as though my so
[`~♠CORAL~♠] -Age 17- The cool breeze hits my skin as the evening sky thickens on dark clouds, leaves rustle around us and my hair dances to the conduct. I hold my dress by the hem and wait for the gust to pass.“I–I really like you, Coral… won't you reconsider? I won't do anything to hurt you, I promise.” Jason probes, professing his feelings for me once more.“Jason… I like you too, but… not in that way.” I say, tucking a stray strand of my fiery red hair from my face.Jason wears a crestfallen face that pulls at the guilt at my chest, plaguing me once more. He was a sweet boy and a year older than I am. I wanted to give him a chance but I couldn't. “We're only a year away from getting mated. It's not going to be possible—”I start to tell him but he doesn't listen, cutting me off halfway. “You don't know if that's going to happen!” Jason argues. “And even so, I don't care about that, you're the only one I want right now.”His words made me smile, bringing a certain warmth to my
[~♠CORAL♠~]-Age 18- I stir awake to a warm feeling in my chest and a smile on my face. Sitting up, I stretch, humming as my body comes alive as the sun hits my skin through the open window. Today's my eighteenth birthday and most likely the day I get mated. I'm so ecstatic that it's nerve wracking. I wonder who it'd be, what he'd be like. Was he as excited as I am? I hurry downstairs, my tousled red hair flying behind me as I step into the landing and take the flight of stairs till I'm at the bottom. I giggle, feeling the excitement of today. I'll know when the moon comes up. My hair brushes my face as I hop onto the landing and skittle down the hallway, into the dining room for breakfast. The house is surprisingly quiet as I walk through, I don't see a single person, not even the maids but I hear the whispers of distorted voices as I approach the dining. Coloured papers rained down on me with a loud pop when I pushed the wooden double door open, then bright lights from the morn