Picture up top is Lena. She is 17-years-old and stepdaughter to Liam. She is the mother figure to Juliet and takes care of the rest of the family.
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Lena's P.O.V
Punches being thrown, pictures being broken
Running, running."You actually thought you could run and I wouldn't find you, Too bad you're stuck with me forever, B*tch! You're the reason she died and left me! So, you will pay every single day of your worthless, little life." I hear. Blood dripping and running all over my face, and finally darkness, peace, maybe I'll finally be able to see my mom and leave this horrible world.
I wake up, always the same dream. I'm always trying trying to escape and it always ends with him finding me, killing me.
"It's about time you woke up, Slut."My "wonderful" Stepsister says, "Gosh, you're pathetic!"
My step dad, Liam hops out of the car to go talk the the man on the porch of our new house. After talking for a minute or so,
"Kids, come here!" Liam yells. We get out of the car and walk over to him.
"Well, introduce yourselves." Liam says.
"Hi I'm Anna!" My red headed step sister says all perky and happy, which makes me hate perky people even more.
"I-I'm Lena, nice to meet you."I say slowly, looking over at my step father for approval, I receive the smallest nod in history.
"I'm Juliet."My 3 year-old biological sister says, smiling that silly little grin of hers. I pick her up and hold her against my hip. She wraps her tiny arms around my neck and lays her head against my shoulder, giving me courage.
"I'm Cameron, the oldest of all my siblings and by far the best looking one!" My comical older brother says.
"It's wonderful to meet you sir, I'm al- I mean Mr. Steele, but you may call me Christopher. My son will help you pack your stuff inside. KILLIAN COME HELP THE NEW NEIGHBORS MOVE INTO THEIR HOUSE!" The man on the porch, now knows as Mr. Steele, yells to the house across the street. As soon as Mr. Steele says the last word, the hottest guy I have ever seen walks out the door of the house and begins the journey over to my family.
Killian's P.O.V
I was in my room face timing the guys, when I hear my dad calling me to meet the new neighbors. I walk out the door to see 4 kids and a man. There's a red head, a black headed one with a child resting on her hip, and a tall, brown headed boy. Such a diverse group, I wonder if they are all related by blood. I walk across the road and meet my father saying,
"Yeah, Dad?"
"Help Mr. Liam and his children pack their things in the house." My father says a bit impatiently.
" 'Mmkay." I reply and begin to introduce myself to the neighbors.
I walk over to the red head first and say "I'm Killian."
"I'm Anna." She says flirtatiously and sticks her chest out even more. Oh, love girls who do that. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a player, but you have to love a girl who will come when you call her. I would totally tap that, But now is not the time for that. I have others to talk to and luggage to carry. I walk over to the raven haired girl with the toddler on her hip.
"Killian." I say holding my hand out for a handshake. This is good practice.
"Lena, nice to meet you." She grabs my hand in a tight grip, I immediately feel electric shocks up and down my arms. MATE! My wolf, Carson says. Yes, found my mate! Geez, I sound like a 10-year-old old girl. I don't want to let her hand go, I wish I could just wrap my arms around her and never let go. I have to maintain my composure and not make things weird between us. I cant lose her now that I've found her. I let go of her hand and look at the child she is holding.
"My name is Juliet and I'm 5. What's your name?" The tiny human asks while holding up five fingers.
"Well Juliet, My name is Killian. You know... I have a little brother around your age and I'm sure he would love to have a friend like you to play with!" I say smiling at her. She grins back at me, loving the idea. I walk over to the boy and hold out my hand again.
"Hey man, I'm Killian." I say to him.
"Hey, nice to meet ya, I'm Cameron." He replies.
"Now, that you have met everyone, help them carry their things inside, while I talk to Mr. Larson." My dad gestures to Liam, the group's father.
"Ok." I sigh, earning a glare of disapproval from my father.
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