[*]Tom POV

Humming my way to my house. The place I once called home. Now it's just a house, a dull big house full of memories of my dead father who I would never ever see again because of my dear sister who filled bullshit in his ear.

Up to this day I have no idea what she told him. What shook him and made him get himself killed? In fact I don't care! I don't give a fuck about what she told him. It's her fault he's dead! It's her bloody fault that I cannot see my father again.

I don't want to think of him. I just want a day without thinking of my dad. Without wondering what happened. Without unanswered questions swimming around my head, keeping me wake at night.

I always have the stupid feeling that there is more into the story. There must be something that got dad upset. Charlotte said it was nothing. She never lies.

I got my keys out from my jean pocket and unlocked the front door exposing the inside of my house. I entered the house feeling weird, like something was missing. I just couldn't point out what it was.

Hmm. I closed the door behind me and took off my shirt as I began to feel hot. I walked to the kitchen still having that eerie feeling in my stomach. I grabbed a cold beer from the fridge and stalked my way to the living room dragging my feet. I felt exhausted all of the sudden.

I wasn't sure why I felt like this. I mean yes that girl kept me up all night last night. It was worth it. She was bloody hot.

I knew that wasn't it. This feeling was different. It was uncomfortable and unpleasant. I hated it so much. I didn't want to feel this. The worst part was that I wasn't even sure why I was feeling this. I threw myself on the brown leather couch. One hand behind my head and another holding my cold, Icy beer.

The weird feeling hasn't faded. Maybe I'm hungry. The last time I ate was this morning when the girl I slept with's mother made me pancakes because she thought I was the girl's boyfriend. Humans. What a joke. Although she was kind of hot. Like mother like daughter right?

Maybe I should call her.

-you are so dumb. Why couldn't you just wait for your mate? Why do you have to be a whore for?- my wolf yells.

First of all. I'm a guy. A guy has needs, plus it's the girls who throw themselves at me. I can't help it if I'm nice person.

-nice my tail-

Plus we spoke about it. You were fine about it. What happened now Wolfe?

- it's just getting out of hand ok. I just want it to be special for our mate. I don't want to been known as a player or a jerk-

Chill out bro. No mate will reject us. We are a catch. Seriously what do you expect me to do? It's been three years since I turned 18, I haven't meet her yet. I'm not going to stop my life until I meet her ok! And I hope she hasn't either. I hope she is having fun too.

-whatever-

My stomach rumbles just the sudden thought of food. It feels as if I haven't ate for a long time.

"Charlie, I'm hungry" I yell her for her to hear me from upstairs

I count to three. By this time I should hear her running out of her room and struggling to make her way downstairs, however this time I hear nothing. No movements.

" I said I'm hungry!"I yell louder just in case she did not hear me.

I got no reply, no movements.

I got up from the couch. My blood was boiling up. She had the nerves to ignore my call! I run up the stairs making sure every step I took was louder enough for her to hear. Who does she think she is?

I kicked her door open, getting more angry and frustrated. The door broke open and I walked in, standing on the wooden cream door.

"I told you to never shut your door"I said with my voice rising at every word I spoke.

I realised no one was in her room. Where the hell was this bitch?

I running out of her room and checked every other room in this house. No sign of her. My anger grow. I clenched my fist.

Where was she?

-she couldn't be at her friends house, could she? Wait no. You made damn sure she wouldn't have friends-

Can you just go away? I'm not in the mood for your bs right now.

-my bullshit. Bro, you're the biggest dick. That is your sister. You make sure she wouldn't have friends. You made sure her life was hell. You, her big brother. The one she was meant to look up to.-

She doesn't deserve a friend okay! Not after she got dad killed.

-For the sake of my claws! She was 12. Young and so innocent Tom. What could she have told your dad?-

Can you just fuck off already.

I was back at the living room. I was walking back and forth back. Thinking where she could be. Where she could have disappeared to.

Then like a slap to my face, I realised that she only had one best friend. Some girl she used to hang around with before dad died.

Now what's her name? I think I remember where she lived. Dad use to make me drop Charlie there a lot. I knew she didn't live far.

I grabbed a random top of from the couch and put it on. Snatched my keys of the table, slipping my shoes on and walked out of the house.

Charlotte was going to get it.

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I stood in front of the familiar door step. For some odd reason I felt nervous. I wasn't sure why. It seems like I'm not sure about my feelings today.

I wasn't enjoying the butterflies flying in my stomach or the fact that my hand grew sweating. I got ready to press the door bell then pulled my hand back.

Why would she be here? Maybe I should go back.

As soon as I turned around, I heard the door open. I froze, my back was still facing them. Fuck! I shut my eyes and turned around slowly.

I opened my eyes only to see what I think is Amy's mother.

"Tom? What are you doing here?"she questioned.

She had this huge frown on her face, exposing more of her tiny wrinkles on her forehead. I switches her gaze from me to look behind me. Her brown hair was tied into a tight bun. Few grey hair grew, she looked different from the last time I have seen her.

"Mrs William. Hi"I smiled nervously at her.

"Is Charlotte with you? I haven't seen her in ages"she speaks

"No. That's why I am here. I thought she would be here"

"No dear. Charlie doesn't come around no more. I always thought it was something to do with her friendship with Amy"

I wanted ask her what she meant. But all I could think about is Charlotte and her location.

"Is Amy there?"I asked. I knew that if one person were meant to know Charlie's location, it would be her fearless best friend.

I haven't seen Amy for years but I have heard so much about the girl.

"Oh yes dear. Hold on a second. Let me call her for you"she says running off before I could say anything.

Few minute went by. I heard hush whispers. I knew Amy and her mother were having an argument. I don't know whether they were stupid or acting dumb. They must know that I could hear them perfectly.

"Tell him to go. I don't want to talk to that asshole"

"Watch your tongue young lady. That's you're beta"

"Beta my ass. He's nothing but a weak, selfish coward"Amy hissed.

"Amy. Enough is enough. Either you go to him or I would invite him in. So what is it?"

Few seconds went by.

"Fine!"

I heard foot steps and I quick straightened myself. The smell of vanilla and chocolate travels to my nostrils. I take in the amazing smell, closing me eyes. I sigh with pleasure leaving a smile on my face.

I opened my eyes and the first thing I spot is this beautiful brunette with bright green eyes staring back at me. Shock was written in her eyes. Her pink lips looked so soft that I wanted to kiss it badly.

Ignoring the flying colours and staring back at her eyes. I saw hatred. That hurt me so bad. I was confused but then I realised that Charlotte might have filled her in what's happens between her and I. The fact that I disowned her.

-Mate-

The beautiful girl in front of me was my mate. Ignoring her dead glare, I went in. I gave her a big passionate kiss. Showing her that I wanted her. This minute, this second. She, however had other thoughts.

I felt sudden pain between my legs. I tried so hard to pretend it did not hurt me but I failed. I leap up with pain. I wanted to hiss out bad words but I couldn't. She was my mate.

-omg. She hates us!-

"What the hell"I managed to say.

"That's for kissing me"she hisses out then kicks me in the leg, then a hard punch on my face.

Ouch. This girl can punch like a man.

"That's for giving Charlie hell"

That gave me the strength to get back up.

"What do you mean hell? She deserve it. Where is she? I know you know so tell me!"I demanded using my beta voice.

"Oh don't try that crap with me. I do not fear you. Don't ever come to my door step again. " she said before walking back in order to close the door.

I held the door open with my foot.

"I will go as soon as you tell me where my sister is!"I hissed out.

I don't care if she's my mate or not. She was getting on my nerves.

"Oh now she's your sister! What happened to all the time she was getting her ass kicked from your bitchy friends"

I froze. What did she mean? Charlie was getting beating up? From my friends?

"Don't act like you don't know!"she says

"Wait..Charlie was getting beat up? That proves all the scars on her face all those times "I said to myself.

"She loved you. She cared so much for you."Amy says spitting out every word.

"I'm confused. Amy what do you mean? It's her fault dad is dead. I never told my friend to beat her up. I never knew. If she told m-"I was cut off.

"If she told you? How many time do you think she tried. She gave up Tom. It's not her fault your dad walked out of the house..."

"What do you mean it's not her fault?"

"Ask your slutty mother"she bite out.

"You watch your mouth"I growled out.

She had no right to talk about my mother like that. No rights. I didn't know who she thought she was.

"Or what? You going to kill me or will you just set your friends at me and pretending you had no idea"

"I promise you I had no idea"I closed my eyes, trying to control my anger.

"You lost one parent. Charlotte didn't want you to lose another so she kept her mouth shut and her neck up for you and you treated her like a slave"

What was she saying?

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