Everybody Has a Secret Complete

Everybody Has a Secret

Prologue

“Do I really have to go to the ceremony mom? It really makes no sense. Werewolf society despises me for various reasons already. Why on earth would they even want me there? It’s not like I’m his mate or anything,” I tried to reason with my mother. I really hate the fact that she knows about the existence of werewolves, because life would be so much easier without her constantly nagging me to be a part of their culture.

“Would you just stop it already and just go. Everyone is going; packs and rogues alike. And do you know why I’m forcing you to go? It’s because I said so, so there,” I rolled my eyes, great logic you have there mom. I got up from the table to put my water glass in the sink. I pass my mother by the fridge. She’s treasure hunting around in there, psh I wish her luck with that, since that thing hasn’t been cleaned out in like five years, yeah gross I know now you know why I never eat at home unless I bought the food myself. Aparently our diet is repulsive and she should clean out our fridge which will cleanse our bodies, which leads to a clearer mind and a more blessed soul according to her new boy toy Forest. I mean she’s dating a guy name Forest so what should I expect other than him being a crazy-awkward-veagan-pothead-hippie. NOTHING. Way to go mom, he’s definitely a keeper for her since she’s just so liberated and definitely sticks it to the man in her small accountant cubicle in a strip mall.

I groan and whimper, stirring up a hissy fit, while I stomp down the hallway dramatically to my room. Once I open my door I don't even bother slamming it. I crash upon my twin bed that’s covered with purple cotton sheets that smell of tropical island mystical breeze, whatever the hell that is. I turn over to stare up at my ceiling resting my head on my right arm while I rub my tummy contemplating the situation at hand.

I really don’t want to see him, but hey this does give me a chance to publicly humiliate him and make him look like a total asshole in front of his family and all of werewolf society at that. An evil grin spreads across my rosebud lips as I think of the look on his face when he sees me. He more than likely doesn’t expect my presence there since I’m a daughter of a rouge and a human. Being the daughter of a rouge and a human automatically makes me and outcast for sure. Just because I was an outcast doesn’t mean I didn’t like to fuck with the other packs.  It is especially fun to mess with the Guardian’s packs, his being one of the nine of them.

               Oh Anthony honey here I come…I hope you’re ready for this after two years of not seeing my scratched up face. Let the fucking around begin.