Hudson:
"Hudsy." My stepmother called, her hands clutching her several stab wounds. The chaos was erupting outside, my father stood in the corner covered in blood. My lips had parted to speak, his boots pounding up the stairs. All of my problems seemed small now, my quaking hands pulling her onto my lap. Ruby blood soaked my lap, scarlet painted my white t-shirt. The door slammed shut, my stepmother reaching for my hands. Large teardrops crashed onto her face, my fingers intertwining with hers.
"Don't die!" I pleaded desperately, pulling her up to my chest. "I love you so much. Don't leave me with that monster!" Coughing up blood, her hand cupped my face. Snuggling into it, her bright smile quivered on her face.
"I love you so much, Hudsy." She choked out, her life force draining away. "Promise me, you'll marry Evie for me. I l-" Her hand crashed to my lap, a death howl poured from my lips. A devastated Latia stumbled numbly down the stairs, blood soaking her white summer dress. A knife quivered in her side, a broken howl burst from her lips at the sight of our dead stepmother. Laying her down gently, Latia smashed into my arms. Ripping the knife from her side, the wound sealed shut.
"Are you guys okay?" A distraught Evie inquired, the trauma dripping in her voice. "Guys, where are you? Come on, I need to know you are okay!" Her scream broke over the chaos outside, the two of us rushed up to see a defeated looking Evie. Her face lit up at the sight of us, her arms stealing us in for a warm embrace.
"Wake up!" She shouted in my ear.
Snapping awake, her arms clutched me close to her chest. Clammy sweat drenched my skin, her fingers wiping away my tears. What brought back these horrid memories? Shivering in her arms, the black bags underneath her eyes told me that she hadn't slept at all that night. Glancing around, we were in our bedroom. The sounds of breakfast echoed in my ears, a migraine throbbed violently. All of this seemed too loud, the desire to hide away raged inside of me. How could Evie think of us first back then? She sought us to determine if we were safe.
"How did I get upstairs?" I yawned groggily, a nervous grin twitched on her lips. Her lips parted to speak, a grinning Theros sprinted into the room. Confusion twisted my face, a plate of pancakes and bacon rested on his palm.
"I brought up some breakfast for you." He offered sincerely, the three teenagers sulking by the room with a white haired vampire. "That is Athena DeMagoth, your kids new tutor. She used to be a teacher before my father bit her. She retired a couple of years ago. You look so vivacious today, Miss Evie. You were lucky that I helped you carry her up the stairs. Peony is here for your ladies' day so I will watch Hudson for you. Don't worry, Grappy will be going with them." Stealing the plate, she shoved him out of the room. Selecting a black silk wrap dress, the bell sleeves covered her hands.
"I will be back with some takeout for dinner, Peony really needs me today. Gabrielle will be watching from the skies alongside his brother." She expressed with a ton of worry in her voice, the look in her eyes begging for help. "Enjoy your boys' day with Theros and Puck. Goodbye, Hudson." My fingers snatched her wrist, her eyes falling on mine.
"Can you call me Hudsy?" I pleaded softly, a tired smile dimming her features. "It was nice to hear that nickname again. Hudson sounds too formal." Chuckling to herself, she plopped down across from me. Her ivory waves cascaded over her curves, her fingers wiping away my tears. Pressing her forehead to mine, my breath hitched at her beauty. Her delicate features made my heart flutter, her button nose made me smile warmly to myself.
"Okay. I love you, Hudsy. I am needed so I need to go. I have to get some decorations for the basement to freshen up the darkness of the basement. I will be back by dinner." She promised assuredly, pinning me to the bed. "Let me give you a gift to remember me by." Pressing her lips against mine sensually, my hand slid down to her waist. Time stopped, my heart skipped a beat. Her surprises never stopped coming, a satisfied grin rested on her lips the moment she leapt off the bed. Landing into her boots, a giggle told me that Peony had been waiting like a predator for her prey. Swinging my feet over the bed, the monstrosity of my depression reared its ugly head. Dragging my feet, my fingers traced the endless sea of black t-shirts and dark jeans. My temper flared up, the hangers protesting the moment I threw my clothes onto the floor. Sinking to my knees, my stepmother's last words wouldn't stop coursing through my head. A knock interrupted my tantrum, James poked his head in. Throwing one of my typical outfits, his eyes flitted between the mess and me.
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The Secrets of a Luna
Werewolf"How dare you try to reject her, you fucking freak! You hurt my friend, so I am going to hurt you." She threatened powerfully, grabbing him by his throat. "You will try to like her, and at least give her a damn chance. I am Alpha Hudson's mate. G...
