Escape

Chapter Two

Picture of Isaac to the right :) Isn't he cute?? 

Just so you know the same guy plays Dylan and Isaac, but Isaac has a softer look to him. So I'll be posting cute pictures for Isaac and, like, rough - I don't know - pictures of Dylan? Something like that :D

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I woke up to the sound of quite bickering and Isaac snoring in my ear. I opened my eyes enough to see Dylan now sitting in the armchair, his fingers entwined together and a cross look on his face. The TV had been switched off, and the table lamps on the coffee table and side table had been switched on, making the situation look more tense than I imagined.

     But Dylan wasn't alone. Across from him, sitting on the two seated couch, were my parents. The cushions had been neatly placed diagonally at the corners of the seats, and all tissues had been dispensed. My mom had a tight hold of my dad's hand, and her face was crumpled between worry and sadness. However, my dad's lips were in a thin line, and a look of concentration was clearly marked across his face.

     The situation did look tense, and I didn't like it one bit. So, I slowly pried Isaac off me and sat up fully. All eyes were on me as Isaac lazily fell to the other side of the couch. I squirmed under all of their gazes, awkwardly looking at my nails. I need to sort them out.

     "Hi?" I asked skeptically, keeping my voice quiet as I saw Dylan's eyes soften. I didn't know what was coming, but something was. It definitely wasn't good news, so I settled with the worst. My favorite candy bar isn't selling anymore and I was going to have to move onto nougat. Man.

     Nobody answered me, and Isaac's snoring consumed the room. I felt like cringing at the horrible feeling in my stomach. Had someone died?

     "Um..." I mumbled. "Is anyone going to speak to me?"

     Just then, Isaac rose from his uncomfortable sleeping position, rubbing his eyes. It took him a few minutes to adjust to the situation before his eyes focused on me, confusion clouded over his eyes. "What's going on?"

     Dylan must've talked to him through their mind link, because Isaac suddenly shut up and bowed his head down. It was as if everyone was waiting for someone to speak, and my patience was getting smaller.

     "Will someone say something already?" I spat, frowning.

     Everyone looked at my dad, expecting him to say something. I looked over at him too, some sort of desperate look plastered on my face. He coughed, looking at my mother whilst she gave him a brief nod. That's a good way to confuse your daughter.

     "Holly, we have something to tell you." He said, his voice low and warning. I could've scoffed what he said was so obvious.

     "Yes?" I asked, twiddling my thumbs with nervousness. It better not be the candy bar situation. That would be a disaster.

     "Before we tell you, we want to apologize for not telling you earlier." Mom interrupted. "It's for your own protection and I don't want you to be upset over this."

      "It depends on the situation." I said under my breath. "Okay. I guess I can work with that." Whenever my mom says that, it's never something good.

     "Your mother and I have never told you how we met." Dad stated, tightening his hold on my mom's hand.

     "No, you haven't."

     "Well, I'm originally American and your mom is from Britain." He began. "Before I met your mother, she was in an arranged marriage with a very important Alpha in the werewolf world. I was on a business trip, and I met your mother. Lets just say it was love at first sight and we snuck around behind that mans back."

     I chuckled. My parents must have been the rebellious type of young adults.

     "It came to the end of my business trip and I had to return to America. Meaning your mom had to go back to being in that arranged marriage with that b-"

     "-Don't curse in front of the children, honey." Mom scolded, rubbing his back with her spare hand.

     "Sorry. Anyways, I promised your mother that I'd come back and fight for her with some friends of mine. I won her back." His face lit up, as well as my moms. "But the man that she was supposed to wed wasn't very happy at what we'd done. And now he wants revenge."

     "Why didn't he get it straight away?" I asked.

     "He has a weird way of getting revenge sweetheart." Mom said.

      "So he can't just steal our TV or something?" I tried, tilting my head a little. May as well give it a shot to lighten the mood. 

     "No, darling. This man, he is much crueler. And he told us, when we were leaving, that he was going to take our third child away from us-"

     "I don't understand why this has something to do with me." I commented, furrowing my eyebrows. 

     "We didn't think we were going to even have a third child... Then your mom fell pregnant with you." Dad said, waiting for my reaction.

     "I have siblings?" I asked, shocked. 

     "Yes, you do." Dad's lip twitched a little, almost quirking into a smile. 

     "Can I meet them?" I squealed before adding, "Wait a second... If I'm the third child does this mean they want me?"

     "Well, to answer your first question, you've already met them. And the second question, yes, they are after you Holly." My mom answered. 

     My face turned pale. The only people that I know are my parents, Dylan and Isaac. I have no friends, and I keep well away from strangers. I looked between them, totally forgetting the fact that I had an angry Alpha on my back. My eyes welled up with tears, but I held them back for the second time tonight.

     I wasn't able to cover the crack in my voice as I asked, "Why? Why didn't you tell me?"

     My eyes were flickering between Dylan and Isaac as a single tear fell down my cheek. Wait, if they're my brothers, and my parent's sons, and if they're werewolves, does that mean I'm one too? Does that mean my parents are also?

     "I'm a... I'm a... I'm a werewolf?"