The Beauty Inside (boyxboy)

Chapter 1

Jamie's POV

Find your mate.  The very first rule werewolves get. Before not going against each other, or do what Council says, it's finding your mate. The thing about werewolves is that there is no reason to live without a mate. The only other reason would be finding your mate.

Of course, I don't agree with all of that. I think we shouldn't let a possibility of love dictate our lives. Which is why, even if I find my mate, I will never abide by the constant loving of them. I have the common dislike at the thought of someone being able to control my life other than me. So I sure as hell won't be letting some mate control my life.

The name is Jamie King. Male. I'm seventeen, almost eighteen, and part of the Moonstone Pack. Not mated yet, obviously. Also, I am the son of the pack leader. Not that I want to be. I don't like all the attention. I live in the pack house and go to Buren High School, which both are, of course, located right next to a forest.

"Jamie! Come out and play with us!" An eight year old girl with long blonde hair yelled at me. That's my little sister, Deanna. She's at the doorway of my room, which I've been in. Following my sister was a hotter, taller blonde girl. My girlfriend, Kasey. I looked up at her and smiled.

"Yeah, come on." She said, smiling back. So I got up and went outside with them. As much as I hate living in the pack house, I don't know what I would do without it. Family is family, above anything else. All the little kids were play fighting. I went and sat with Kasey and watched them.

"You know there's no point to us dating right?" Kasey said all of the sudden. I looked at her.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we aren't mates. There's no point in dating if we aren't meant for each other. We could be out, finding our mates, but instead we're wasting our time with each other."

"Hey, now. Just because we aren't mates, it doesn't mean we're wasting our time." She looked away for a second.

"Nevermind. Anyway, what are you doing later?"

"Nothing." I wonder what brought that up all of the sudden.

"Good. I have plans for you." She smiled and winked at me.

Laughing, I leaned down and kissed her. Maybe she isn't my mate, but I'll have fun with her while I can.

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Luca's POV

"How many times do I have to tell you? Just because you think someone is cute, doesn't mean you get to feed on them! I'm seriously getting tired of erasing memories." My brother, Jean, said. 

"It's not like erasing memories is difficult for you." I said nonchalantly. I started to walk away.

"That's not the point!" He said chasing after me. "You're being reckless! I'm all about having fun, but when you risk everyone else's lives for 'fun' I will put a stop to it."

I stopped and turned to look at him. "What lives? We are vampires! We are supposed to be dead, but no, we are some demonic beings that are forced to live on and on by killing or Turning others! Don't you ever get tired of it? The same routine of killing and going on as if it's normal?"

He looked at me curiously. "What's this all of the sudden? I would have expected this fifty years ago when you Turned, but why now? Luca, what else are we to do? Die off? Humans are our food. Do you think they really care when they are killing off cattle to feed their obese desires? They don't think they are even hurting the other animals by killing them off."

"There are vegans."

"Végétaliens! We can't be vegans! Oh, my idiot brother, have you gone mad?"

"No. I only care for the lives of the innocent!"

"We don't even kill half of the time!" He yelled. He took a deep breath and looked me in the eye. "Luca, I'm not arguing about this. I'm going home. Don't be reckless anymore." He ran in a flash.

"Bastard!" I yelled out, even though I knew he was well out of earshot already. 

So I might have been on a "date." And maybe I almost killed my date. Who cares right? I sure as hell shouldn't. I know I shouldn't. But we just moved here, and already we've killed several people. Nobody that people would really care about though. Hobos and prostitutes and druggies. As long as it's no one of importance right?

Maybe I am the only one who values life. 

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