Sold to my mate's evil brother

Chapter 2: Lu-lu

Lulu's p.o.v.

The walk to the bus stop was barely five minutes, but it feels like an eternity in hell.

I had a notion that people of this town are not going to be so welcoming. But I'd never thought they will be this hateful. Only humans here looked me in the eyes and smiled, or treated me as a living object. But that's only five percent of the population in this town, roughly ten to twelve families here are humans...all the others are werewolves, who skimmed at me like they are going to kill me right here in the spot.

Honestly, I don't blame them. Werewolves are a vicious species. They love their pack, their family...wanted to protect them from the rogues like me. So I was prepared to face some hatred but looks like I'd underestimated them. My plan was to befriend them, join their inner circle, meet their leaders; Gama, Beta, and at last Alpha. And then, kill them all. Of course with a plan. But judging the deadly glare of every werewolf I'd encountered within my walk, befriending them is going to be impossible.

" What you imagined anyway, that they are going to welcome us with flowers..."

My wolf taunted inside my mind, which I ignored because she was right. What had I imagined anyway... I sighed as I stopped in front of a long yellow bench. I finally arrived at the bus stop, dense trees were on either side of the long empty road, giving this place a mysterious spooky aura.

The Delphic moon high school is deep into these woods, hidden from human eyes. So werewolf kids could learn freely, without the fear of humans finding out. Before coming to this town, I learned every possible thing I could learn about this town. So when Dad was going to send me to Jessie's school, I told him I wanted to go to this one. Studying with these werewolves can help me achieve my goal. But now, I am not sure.

I am not sure about anything anymore. Am I really strong enough to do this...

I felt a cold water drop on my redhead, tilting my head I looked up at the grey sky, clouds rumbling like my scared heart. Another raindrop licked my forehead...then another on my cheeks, then my lips...and in barely some seconds the strong-looking grey sky burst open with cries...wetting me and roads and these lonely long trees with its painful tears.

I closed my eyes, letting my body soak into the rain. I can feel the cold water sliding down my ginger curls to my waist and then down to my legs. Tomas, he would have come running towards me right now, shielding me from these raindrops as if I were a fragile doll who will scattered by mere drops. Dad and Mum would have scolded me if I stood in the rain like this, scared that I'll get a cold or fever.

But now...I am out in the open when sky is roaring with thunder and roads are reflecting with lightning. But there is no one left to shield me anymore. Tomas is not here. Hidden by the tears of grey clouds, another drop slowly rolled down my cheeks, it was my own tear. The desert of my face was finally broken...in this one year, I hadn't cried. Not for once, scared that I might not be able to stop. Looks like this rain finally broke me...

As I wrapped my arms around my torso to protect myself from some imaginary threat, suddenly, I stopped feeling rain hitting my face. Suddenly, I felt warm.

Opening my hazel eyes, I tilted my head and looked in front of me. And then... I saw the most beautiful baby blue eyes I'd ever seen. A rain droplet was dangling on his long eyelashes, he blinked now and that droplet fall down on his pale white cheek...his rosy lips were moving, maybe he was saying something but I was too lost to hear anything. He was holding his yellow jacket on top of my head, shielding me from this cruel rain, like a knight in shining armor.

Who is he...

I can smell sweet gardenia flowers and wet soil...thunder rumbling...seeing him so up close...the sound of his heartbeats resonates through my whole body...rain drenching his beautiful sharp face. Last year, the year before, and even before that. Every year, I'd be alone in my room, thunder was just some loud, echoing noise I'd hear from a distance. And yet this time...this rain...this thunder and his eyes...

" Girl...are you listening?"

My body jerked when he shook me lightly with a hand, " Huh?", I blinked my eyes at him, still in a daze. His chestnut brown hair was wet, dripping on his enchanting face, he pushed them behind now, revealing his sharp forehead.

" You can take this if you want to..."

" But don't you need it yourself?", I asked, confused with his kindness. I can feel he is a werewolf, and his presence is strong, just like his body, so tall...so defined. And he looks young, probably in his early twenties. What this angel-like boy wants from me...why is he helping me?! And more importantly, why am I letting him? We are alone, on an abandoned road, and I am a rogue. He could hurt me if he wants to and no one is gonna question him.

" Nah...you can take it.", he replied, stepping away and leaving his yellow jacket on my lost head, " My girlfriend is waiting, can't run too fast with these legs". And then without any warning, he takes off his thin white t-shirt. I can see raindrops sliding down on his neck to his collar bones...and then to his hard chest. I bit my lip as I stared at a drop rolled down on his defined torso to the sharp V cut just above his waistband. Wait...

He is taking off his clothes!

But why...

I can hear it dropping on the ground, and my heart started thumping like the grumbling sky. He opened his belt now...and then his button, revealing his black underwear. I gulped...

Why is he getting nacked...I mean it's good.

But seriously,

WHY!

" Shit...am I making you uncomfortable?", the handsome stranger mumbled, more to himself than me, and walked behind the yellow bench. " Sorry.", he gave me an apologetic smile before he removed the last remaining cloth on his body. Obviously, I can't see because of this stupid bench. Okay, why am I sounding disappointed instead of relieved...

I shook my head, shifting my eyes to the ground instead, I gave him some privacy. " N...no, it's fine.", I muttered lowly. My face must be looking horrifying. Why the hell I'd to overreact... Werewolves removed their clothes like this all the time before the change, it's normal. But I didn't grow up between wolves, and pack...so it's kinda weird for me.

" Why did you react that way...", Lu groaned from inside, " I would have loved to see what's under this tight black underwear."

Shut up you horny pervert wolf, I snapped at her, touching my cheek with the back of my hand. I think I am having a fever now. I am feeling so warm suddenly...

" Ha! As of you were not staring at those abs."

I shove Lu back inside my mind. She is shameless. All she can think about is getting f****d. And I was not staring at his abs... Tomas was a lot more bulkier and muscular than him. Why would I stare at another man when I have Tomas?!

" Because Tomas is dead, in case you forget..."

Lu...is cruel. And she is a b***h. This time I didn't just shove her away, I completely shut our link. She is going to sulk later about it. But it was harsh of her to mention that... It's only been a year since Tomas died, and I can't just drool over some stranger like this. Also, we are in Delphic Valley...he could be the one who killed my family, right? Though he didn't look like a person who could kill anyone, he felt kind. And he gave me his jacket...

I felt a tickling sensation on my leg, blinking my daze I look down. A big brown wolf was scrubbing his head on me. I think it was his way of saying goodbye because as soon as I smiled, he turned around and started running in the opposite direction, deep into the woods.

I stood there, with his jacket on my head as I watched him getting smaller and smaller as he ran far away. Rain drenches his silky brown fur... I sighed, I can never experience that...changing into my wolf form, feeling mud on my paws and rain on my pelt. I can never...feel whole.

A loud horn suddenly snapped me out of my thought, a big black bus was right in front of me. Taking off that jacket from my head, I grasped it close to my heart as I walked onto that bus.

I should have thought about the school, should worry about getting along with countless teenage werewolves, should plan about how will I meet the leaders of this pack. But instead, as I crouched down on the window seat, I stared outside...my hazel eyes were glued to the forest as I was hoping to see another glimpse of that beautiful stranger. I got distracted from my mission, from the revenge I was yearning to take since the day I saw my family butchered into our own home. I forget my promise.

And that's how everything crumbled to dust...