My Bloody Juliet

So this is my second story Wattpad, I'm really excited about this one. It's slowly becoming my new baby. Hahah. Enjoy.

Picture of Riley on the side :)

“So Rosie isn’t your mate. Just get over it dude! There’s a girl out there that’s made for you. Literally.”  Mark, my best friend, said nudging me with his elbow as we walked back up to the house, from the woodland, in which we had been training.

“I’m just pissed man, who flirts with a guy for months and then just leaves him in the lurch!” I wasn’t happy. The girl had spent a good year flirting with me and sending me all these signals, I was finally starting too really like the girl and then BOOM! She’s mated and married to some guy from another pack.

“You’ll understand when you find your soul mate, nothing and no one else matters once you find each other.” Mark sighed dreamily no doubt thinking about his mate, whom he had met last year when the pack took her family in. You see Mark’s mate Natasha was a member of a rouge family whom had ran into some trouble with the Northern Pack and so sought asylum with us here in the Southern Pack.

There are two main packs in America, the Northern Pack who control everywhere from Nebraska upwards, where as we (The Southern Pack) take care of everywhere below. We were the bigger pack, by far. The Northern Pack are known for their violent nature, but would never mess with us. We – the main branch of the Southern Pack – are located in California and have smaller groups located all over our territory, like miniature packs in each state that all belong to our great pack.

“Yeah, yeah whatever you say Mark. Let’s hope she hurries up and finds me before I die from a stress induced heart attack.” I grumbled.

“Your dad still giving your grief about Alpha-training?” Mark tilted his head in sympathy.

“Yeah, well, it’s got to be done. I am, after all, the only heir…” I rolled my eyes and gave Mark a pointed look. Ever since I had turned 18 three years ago I had officially begun ‘Alpha-training’. My dad is the current leader of the Southern Pack, making me the ‘heir to the throne’ so to speak. Don’t get me wrong, I couldn’t wait to be Alpha but the gruelling training I had to go through was seriously melting my brain cells. Pack politics isn’t the most exciting subject.

“Alright then Mr Crown Prince, what are we doing today?” Mark chuckled.

“Well my darling Second in command, my delightful father called a pack meeting this morning. Meaning me, you and Benny are in for some riveting inter-pack discussions this fine afternoon.” Benny, or Ben as he preferred to be referred to is my younger cousin, he’s 18 and fresh out of high school. Mark and Ben we’re my closest friends and when I become Alpha were all set for being my right hand men. I honestly couldn’t ask for two better friends than those two losers.

“Wonderful.” Mark says deadpanned.

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“Welcome; brothers, sisters, friends. I have called this meeting to discuss…” I tuned out of my father’s spiel in favour of staring into space. I know I should of been paying more attention to the well-being of my pack, but you try and sit through one of these tedious meetings once every three or four days and then tell me off for my lack of enthusiasm. Besides, Mark was paying enough attention for the both of us.

“It has been brought to my attention that a foul enemy has infiltrated our territory.” This got my attention.

“What?” My father spun around to glare at me. The pack murmured, shocked at my outburst.

“Blood suckers.”

“Vampires!” I cried eyebrows raised. Up until this point I had always assumed my father was exaggerating when he would tell me tails of these monsters who sucked the life and soul out of innocent human beings.

“Exactly,” he turned back to address the pack “The leeches have moved into the Redondo area. We must be on our guard brothers and sisters. We will not attack, yet. We will wait and before long they will slip up and give us an excuse to eradicate them.”

Before I knew it I was on my feet, fists slammed into the table “But, dad we can’t just sit here! They must be stopped before they get the chance to kill!” If these things were real then why wait? Why have innocent blood on our hands?

“We can’t just go running in there without an excuse; we must do our research collate enough information on the enemy before starting a war. And if they just so happen to have any cravings we will be armed and ready to take them down.”

“Fine. As long as they die eventually.” I growled.

“It’s nice to see you so passionate about something for once. How about we put your alpha training to good use.” He turned to the pack once again “Brothers and sisters! Fear not I have decided that our young heir will lead us in the war against the blood suckers! It will be a great test of his strength as a leader. Support him in his quest!” Wow! Hold up I did not agree to that. Great now I had even more to worry about.

“Wait Father I never said I wou-“

“Don’t worry. You’re ready” My dad did something he almost never did. He smiled.

It didn’t last long as he dismissed the congregation and began to exit the room. I stood stock still staring at the direction my father had left in. Oh shit.

“You’re screwed bro!” Benny slapped my shoulder and chuckled to himself.

I hastily snapped myself out of my daze “If I’m going down I’m bringing you along for the ride dear cousin.” I smirked at him.

“Wait! Hold up, you’re the one who was getting all antsy about the blood suckers, not me!” Benny glared at me.

“They’re monsters Ben. They need to be taken care of.”

“That’s not my problem!” Mark whom I had only just realised had been here the whole time stepped up to Benny and said sternly:

“It’s our job to help our future Alpha with anything he asks of us and Jesus Benny! He’s supposed to be our friend!”

Sighing Benny replied “I suppose. Sorry man.” He extended his hand for me to shake and I did so nodding.

“I don’t want this just as much as you. I get it man.”

“Right! I think we need some stress relief!” Grinned Mark. Oh no, what was he up to?

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Four hours later found us in Hollywood en route to the hottest club this side of Vegas: Capulet.

As a youngster in California this was the place to be. Anybody who was anybody was a regular at Capulet. The club had three floors and each catered to a different style of music. It also had a luxury VIP suite that only LA’s richest could afford to enter.  Being the Alphas son, the second most powerful man in California (Yeah I come before Arnie) this included me. However me and the boys preferred to keep it real, hang with the peasants so to speak. Plus out on the floor is where all the action happens. The scantily clad girls were just a bonus.

Upon arrival at the club I nodded to the bouncers and strolled right inside Benny and Mark trailing after me. Soon after Benny was off claiming he was “going stag” as it were tonight and Mike had brought Natasha along. So much for lad’s night out. Sticking with the happy couple all night was going to drag. Third-wheel isn’t my favourite role to play. Besides I was still bummed about Rosie. Bitch.

Deciding to take a leaf out of Benny’s book I left Mark and Tasha to it and made my way up the stairs to the top floor. It was time to get my groove on and just forget about being me for a while.