Evolution

Evolution: Chapter 16

"Someone's in a mood." A bored tone met my ears, making me look up.

Surprise swelled through me when Wayland's shadow fell over me. Hands interlocked in front of him, looking like he wanted to be anywhere but here.

"What's it to you?" I shrugged, kicking at the dirt under my feet. Still annoyed at my own pack for their behavior, "Just leave, I'm not in the mood for a brawl."

He was ruining my evening. It was nice at this time, when the dark finally settled across the sky, and everything started to quiet down. Somewhere in the distance, I could hear music and voices, but it didn't draw me in.

Exhaustion was weight me down. Like buckets balanced on my shoulders, they rooted me in the space I was in. Sitting on the steps in front of my cabin, I knew the door was ajar behind me, Zero liked the fresh air.

"I know; everyone knows." Wayland informed me, his tone giving a sarcastic lilt, "You think people don't notice when you fight? It's an issue. The last time one of you lost your temper, there was blood."

A slight scoff came from inside behind me, making Wayland's eyes sharpen on the door. When they weren't glowing, they were just pale. I took in his slender physique, smelling the aftershave coating his freshly shaven sharp jawline.

"Maybe you should mind your own business then." I muttered, finally resting my gaze on him. His hands were dipped into his pockets, his posture relaxed, "Is that why you're here? To make sure none of us cause any more trouble?"

"Something like that." Wayland drawled, his features were softer than his brothers. I thought twins would be the same in every way, but not these two, "Anyone tell you that your scent is changing?"

Whatever had been put in him before, was back in him. I could remember the central line he wore when I first woke up. Pumping that unfamiliar chemical into his body, I scented how it merged with own DNA, it was doing something to him.

"So does yours." I commented, unwilling to show how that statement confused me, "What happens between my pack and I, is ours to deal with. Don't involve yourself."

"But you make it so irresistible." Spoke a deeper voice, more gripping than Wayland's quiet one, "You've gotten much more interesting since you got here. It's almost like your pack crave chaos, makes for interesting talk."

Zero's scent whispered in the air, and I didn't need to look to know she was at the door. Warren's gaze lifted from me to her, unflinching. I don't know how, there was always something intimidating about how she could stare someone down.

"How's your friend?" She asked, leaning her back against the door-frame. Her gaze focused on the sky, "Last time I saw her, she looked...helpless. Shame, I really went easy on her, if anything."

Wayland slapped a hand against his brother's chest. Preventing Warren from stepping towards us, his upper lip curled in disgust, "Count your blessings, bitch." He muttered, shrugging off his brother. His gaze was brief on me, "Hope you sleep with one eye open, living with that."

Zero's smile was vicious when she looked at them, "Goodbye." Was all she said, watching them turn to leave, "One of them gave up everything, and the other gave nothing. Makes me wonder which one will die first..."

Wonder tickled in my head when Wayland's shoulders hunched at Zero's words. His hands curled into fists but Warren didn't look effected in the slightest, instead he just made a crude joke about Zero.

"I'm exhausted." I finally yawned, feeling the sleepiness making my eyelids heavier, "I'm going to bed."

Zero was already out of my way when I walked into the cabin. Kicking off my shoes, I laid across my bed, heels of my hands pressed against my eyes. Ever since my fight with Tyrion and Freddie, it felt like I'd been feeling worse.