~Hazel~
I sighed as I trudged down the wide staircase for the second time today. The steaming shower warmed up my cold body and relaxed my tensed muscles from the embarressment that he caused.
Halfway down I suddenly came to a halt. What the hell was I doing? I can't go messing around with these kidnappers whilst my aunt and uncle were probably going crazy, wondering were I am. And my grandmother... I dropped my eyes to my feet in guilt. She's probably freaking out more than my aunt and uncle. I miss her so much. I haven't seen her since...since the accident. Before I knew it, tears were dropping onto my sock covered feet, soaking through.
"Hey, hey." A soft, nearly whispered voice drifts to my ears. I lift my head to see a concerned Logan.
"Hi." I said in a small voice.
"What's the matter?" He asks.
I slowly walk down the few steps left until I reach Logan and look right into his blue orbs.
"I want to go home."
He sighed. "Hazel you know that Raven-"
I cut him off and glared at him in the process. "Just because I'm Ravens mate doesn't mean that I have to stay here!"
"Woah, what's going on here?" Tristan asks, popping into view.
"She wants to go home."
"WHAT! No you can't go home!" He shouts, a worried looking expression on his face. His response makes me jump in surprise, letting out a little squeak as well.
I furrow my eyebrows at him, shocked and confused as to why he'd reacted in such a way.
"What? Why don't you want me to leave?" I asked a little infuriated but curious also.
"Because your our Lu-" Logan rams his elbow into Tristan's ribs, knocking the air out of his lungs.
He doubled over, holding his side.
"Shut up big mouth!" Logan rolls his eyes while Tristan punches his arm. Logan snorted. "You think that actually hurt me?"
"Shut up."
I sighed and tapped my foot against the marble. "What was you going to say Tristan?"
"Oh...never mind."
I narrowed my eyebrows at him, but he shot me a look as if to say 'drop it'. Grunting, I obeyed.
"I need to see my aunt and uncle, and also my grandmother." I look up at them, trying my best to do a puppy dog look. Yes, I'm having to resort to pleading now.
"Sorry kitten, your gonna have to speak to Raven about that."
I groaned in response, walking through the middle of them and up to a sofa, jumping over it and landing my butt on a white cushion.
"Why do you always have to sit on that one?" Logan asks with a scowl aiming towards me.
I give him a smug smile. "Because it's the comfiest."
"I know that. That used to be my sofa."
I snickered. "Used to be. Now it's mine." I looked over at him and smiled evilly.
I heard Tristan snicker over on the other sofa. "You were pretty close to that sofa, sleeping naked on it and all."
Logan wiggled his eyebrows. "And hide my jewels with the white pillow."
I jumped up from the sofa like my butt was on fire and managed to trip over my own foot, smashing into the coffee table and toppling over it. Great.
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BraveHeart
WerewolfHazel's average everyday life plummets and shatters around her as her mother dies in a car crash she survived from. She thought things couldn't get worse. She thought that the supernatural were myths, until she was being chased down the street and k...