Piper and her mom have been on the run from her abusive father for years. No matter whey they hide, he always seems to find them.
When her mom takes Piper to the town she grew up, Piper meets family members, new classmates, and a mysterious boy who...
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Piper Lancaster
Thomas and I are sitting in the booth of an old 50's diner. It's located in the middle of town , spilt between the borders of the Mona and Cyrus pack. It was two days before I finally got over my egotistical ass and asked Mr. Sánchez to call Thomas to meet somewhere. I didn't ask Thomas why he chose a grey area because I had a feeling I already knew why. I'm grateful. Just a little bit. I didn't feel like seeing most of the pack today.
Thomas seems relaxed, as if my presence wasn't a burden or a threat. He is looking over the menu, but his eyes glaze over all the options. He has probably been here multiple times before and already knows what he wants. I glance down at the menu, kind of hungry myself.
"Get whatever you want kid. You may have not shifted, but based on the claws and teeth Mr. Sánchez told me about you may have the appetite of a wolf." His voice leaning with a little bit of humor. I smile a small one behind the menu. My appetite has definitely increased.
Thomas looks a little bit like Cyrus. It unnerved me at first, but as I look at him more, his face has a much softer tone than Cryus has. His hair is more brown then red even though I could see some highlights of it in the sun. His smile is not as big as Cyrus' either. But it makes it seem more familiar. I realize that I have a similar smile, and a similar nose. His plaid jacket covers up his torso, but I could tell that the big, softness of his chest is actually muscle with only a little bit of body fat. He is definitely an uncle.
The waitress comes up and takes our order. Thomas orders a medium rare burger. I order the tomato soup, with a turkey club, chips and guac and a chocolate milkshake for dessert. Thomas didn't make any comment or judgmental face when I was finish ordering. The waitress leaves and Thomas didn't waste any time.
"What do you want to know? My brother was a couple years older than me, but I'm sure that I can answer your questions." He simply states. I'm startled. I thought he was going to ask where I've been or offer condolences for my mother. But he did neither.
Thomas must've seen my confusion and leaned forward on the table, his sleeves pushed back by his elbows.
"As much as I want to be there for you Piper, you don't want me to. If I mentioned anything about your mother or your business, how do you think you take it?" He whispers, his voice a little bit trodden down. I look at him, his eyes full of... regret and pain. I shuffle in my seat. He may have a point. I probably would have yelled at him, saying he doesn't actually care.
"You only need me for one thing, Piper, and I am here to give that to you." He lays back in his seat again. I take a sip of my hot cocoa, trying to hold back as much as I can. But I am too curious, and he is all I have left.
"Thane. When and how did he go crazy?" I ask, my voice full of bitterness when I say his name. I take another sip of my drink, just to get the taste out.
