The next day was Saturday, and I had planned to read and have a relaxing day at the mansion. I assumed I would be alone most of the day, and was fine with that idea. I was sitting in the garden reading, when I heard the patio door open behind me. I turned to look and saw Armand coming towards me. I smiled and sat my book down. “Hi.” I greeted him brightly, actually glad to see him. He had been gone a lot recently, and had seemed more stressed than normal. “Beryl dear, how are you?” He sat down in the chair across from me and smiled warmly at me. I was happy to have at least one person in the house who treated me kindly. “I’m good. How are you doing? I haven’t seen you home much. I work keeping you busy?” I was intrigued to find out more about what he did everyday. I wanted to learn more about the werewolf world that I had fallen into.  He sighed and looked down at his hands, which were folded elegantly i

 I slumped down on the steps outside, trying to piece my thoughts together before I headed home. How could they do this to me? Did they really hate me that much. The door opened behind me and I heard 3 sets of footsteps. I didn’t look back, not caring who it was or what they were going to say. Warm bodies sat down around me. I finally looked up to see the triplets. I scowled, anger welling up inside of me. “Go away.” All I could do was whisper. Cheney was in front of me, and I saw him lower his head. “We’re sorry. We thought it would be funny, but we were wrong.”  I could feel Nicholas nod beside me. I looked at Brian who was standing a little away from us. He was just starting at his feet. “I don’t believe you.” I looked back down, wishing they would just disappear. “Let us make it up to you. We’ll drive you home.” Cheney actually looked a little concerned, but I wasn’t sure I believed it.  

 I watch Cheney, wearily, as he wipes the coffee from his skin. He pulls his shirt over his head, using it to help dry himself off. He pauses and looks up, catching me watching him. I blush a bit and duck my head, not knowing what to say. This isn’t something I was prepared for, I don’t know how to act around this version of Cheney. “You ok?” He asks softly, using a tone I’ve never heard from him before. “Yeah, no harm done.” My voice is a whisper, so I clear my throat. “I’m just a bit confused. What exactly happened out there?” I look back up at him, hoping that this question doesn’t bring back the cold, cruel Cheney I’m used to. He laughs softly, leaning up against the back wall and crossing his arms across his broad, tan chest. “Mags was trying to convince me to get back together with her. You came up at the right time, so I tried to show her I was over her.”  He trails off a bit, not meeting my eyes. “I guess she

I felt as though I should be more concerned about the confrontation between Brian, the brothers, and I, but I couldn’t find it within myself to care much. Something within me had changed, and I was growing more confident, more willful. I was growing into my wolf. Today I was spending the day with Lily, and I was looking forward to a day without the overwhelming testosterone of the brothers. I arrived at Lily’s house in high spirits.“Hi!” She greeted me with a huge smile on her face. I knew from the look that she had something in mind, but didn’t mind. “Hey! How are you today? Are we still on for movies and popcorn?”“Well… I had another idea I wanted to run by you.” She looked a little sheepish now, hesitant to tell me what her idea was.“What is it?” I rolled my eyes and laughed at her, thinking it probably had something to do with the triplets. Most of her crazy ideas had something to do with them, she was near obsessed with them.“I was thinking, maybe, if you didn’t mind, that w

 NicholasI could tell that all three of us felt it when her collar bone broke, and then again when they knocked her out. The rage roaring through my mind was almost as loud as the roar that erupted from me as I felt her pass out. I was in the middle of a death match with two heavily built vampires, and could see that Cheney and Brian where in the same shape. My rage took over and in a moment of blind fury, I reached out and crushed the windpipe of one of my assailants. I could see to my right that Cheney was dispatching with his combatants as well, “Cheney, can you get to her?” I shouted over the chaos whirling around me.  “I’m trying! Damn it, they just keep coming!” He roared back at me, throwing panicked glances over his shoulder in Beryl’s direction.  “Brian??” I couldn’t see him, but could sense him behind me somewhere. “I’m covered up! They’re fucking everywhere! Where is the rest of the guard?” He yelled b