Dark Side Of Obsession

Chapter 1

I was born in an abusive family. My father is an addict, my mother, a porn actress, my two brothers are a member of a huge gang in the city. While me, the youngest, stays in our hell house.

At a very young age, I was abused by my own father and brothers. They would beat me if I did something that they don't like. It will hurt immediately if I don't do what they ask me to do.

The young me became aware of the pain. The body is full of bruises and bruises every time you wake up in the morning. Will sleep with tears in the corner of the eye.

I'm used to this happening in my life. It came to the point where I would hurt myself too whenever I'm lonely. I got used to the pain that I started loving it. I got addicted to hurting myself, especially my wrist.

I don't know why I want so bad to hurt myself. Maybe it became my comfort? I don't know. When I see blood running through my wrist, it makes my insides happy.

Maybe I'm crazy, just like my family.

When the butler came out of my future room, I looked around the dirty room. I should clean this room. Even though I was abused before, I still slept clean.

I looked for a broom and luckily I found one under the bed that this room has. The mattress also needs to be replaced because it is very dirty and dusty. Maybe there is something here.

I cleaned the surroundings. Removed the cobwebs from the walls and ceiling. I wiped the window which is so dusty.

How many years has this room been unused? And why are you so dirty?

I continued cleaning, it took me two hours to do. It's almost night. I still need to prepare for what I'm going to cook.

Yes, I am the new cook of this huge house. I don't know what's the reason why the previous cook was dropped from this job. Maybe he or she didn't cook well?

I used to cook at home so I'm good at this kind of work. I can do a lot so they are not a loss to me.

Fortunately, I found some bedsheets in an old cabinet. It is clean because it is enclosed in a thick cellophane, there is also a thin blanket that I can use as well. I have something with me but I won't use it.

I sat on the rather hard bed and looked around the room.

I'm satisfied with the result. It's neat already, this room looks like a new one because of the cleanliness I've done here. The light is fine and working. It's hard if I don't have a light here.

I looked at the time on my small and old cell phone. It's already 5 pm, I should go and cook.

When I left the room, I immediately looked for their kitchen. This house is not that confusing. It's big but not too much. It's just the right size.

I wonder who's my boss here? Because the butler hadn't mentioned it to me before. All he told me was not to make them angry because he said I would be really angry. I have free use of what's in their house, food, water and electricity. The salary that I will receive is 10 every week. That's big too. I will be able to save a lot especially and it will not be much of a problem for me to spend my stay here.

I saw the butler watching tv in the living room and eating ice cream. I knocked on the wall to get his attention. He turned to me and immediately turned off the TV. He raised his eyebrows and put down the ice cream he was carrying and approached me.

As he approached, I took out my notebook and wrote in it.

'I'm going to cook?'

He frowned as he read and nodded.

"Ah, okay, go ahead. Just make sure you cook well, especially since our bosses are coming home from work today, they're sure to be tired. Cook adobo and rice porridge, that's a favorite of both of them."

I nodded to him and wrote again in the notebook.

'Where is the other servant?'

He read it. "No, it's just the two of us. The twins don't want many people to stay in their house. The two are strict. There was someone else before but they disappeared because they made the twins angry."

'Are you comfortable here?' my letter

It shrugged.

"Before, yes. Now not anymore, just a pure assistant."

He waved a hand to let me go.

"Go away, you have so many questions. Maybe that will kill you, son."

I prepared the ingredients. I was amazed because the ref has everything that I needed. I won't have to search anymore because there is everything I need to cook adobo and rice porridge. The old man is probably the one shopping here with them.

I was even more amazed because the kitchen utensils were also complete. It's just dizzying to search and shop because there are so many of them. It hurts my eyes and brain to choose the right one to use.

When I saw that I had everything I would need for cooking, I immediately started.

Cooking became my hobby. I became good at this task because of watching videos online. I make it and prepare it for my family.

While I was cooking, I heard the laughter of the old man who was in the living room and was watching a show that must have been a comedy because he was laughing so loudly. I keep wondering if he can still do that when our bosses are here? Maybe not. Our boss might get angry if he witnessed something like this in his house.

I don't even know what time they come home. The old man didn't mention it because he was excited to be back on TV. Even its name he forgot to share with me. I told him my name but he didn't call me by my name either.

I just shrugged my shoulders and continued cooking. I cook both at the same time so this job is quick. I have also cooked the rice in the rice cooker and it is about to be cooked.

When I was done with everything, I wiped my hand and looked at the little bruises from the oil that had splashed on my hand earlier. It doesn't hurt so it's okay.

I put the cooked food on the wide table. I served it and covered it well so it didn't get cold. Maybe because our boss will be later. Scold me even more because their food is already cold.

I turned to my side when I felt someone standing next to me. I saw the old man curious about what I was cooking which I was currently covering.

"It looks delicious. I didn't taste it, they should be the first to taste the new cook's cooking in their house."

He washed his hands before taking out two small Tupperwares and scooped a dish and placed it there. I wondered.

"It's yours, eat in your room. They don't want anyone else at the same time. We'll be upset if they see us wandering around them while they're eating." He handed me two Tupperware. Now he gave me a plate filled with rice.

He gave me so much. I'm not greedy. In fact I am thin. Very thin. Maybe that's why he gave it to me because I looked so hungry.

I wrote a big 'thank you' in my notebook before I went back to my room. When I entered there, I immediately ate. It's almost six o'clock, you can eat at this time. I should go to bed early today so I can wake up early because I will be cooking again.

After I ate, I sat on the floor of the room on the side of the bed. I bent my knees and buried my face there.

I look so skinny. I like to cook but I can hardly eat because of the family. Sometimes they bring other people so the food will really run out. I will also be scolded if I stay aside because they say their guest has nothing to eat.

After a while, I fell asleep right on the floor and I woke up when the coldness crept into me. I looked for my cellphone and checked the time, 11:23 pm.

I'm thirsty...

I decided to go outside and get some water. I bet the boss isn't roaming around this time in the kitchen. I hope so...

When I got water I immediately drank it. My hand was hanging in the air when I heard a voice. Irritated voice.

"The bîtch really thinks she's good, huh?"

I got chills when I heard the voice talking. Who was it? I slowly lowered the glass I was holding. Trying my best not to make any sounds as possible.

The voice I hear is from cr. There is a cr not far from the kitchen. It was quite far away but I could still hear the voice.

"Can't even suck my dick properly."

Then suddenly, the sound of the door being opened harshly startled me that I dropped the glass I was holding. Creating a very loud noise in the middle of the night.

Shit

"Who the hell is that?!"

His voice echoed along with the loud shattering of the glass that fell from my hand. I don't know what to do.

My body trembled because of fear. I told myself I shouldn't feel the feelings I got used to before but now... this guy is scaring me.

What to do? What to do, Ethan?!

I trembled even more when I saw the growing voice. My eyes widened when I saw him. He's... fine. Hey look...

I almost had a heart attack when he came closer to me.

The surroundings are bright because of the light. But it's like he still can't see my face because he came so close to me that it scared me even more.

Is this the boss?!

"Ethel? Is that you? But with short hair?!"

My mouth fell open because of what he called me. I felt something when he said those names. Who is this Ethel again? I'm not Ethel. Why is he calling me Ethel?

I wanted to answer him but I realized... I forgot to bring my notebook to communicate with him. I didn't bring it because I didn't expect to meet people at this time of the night!

I couldn't do anything but shake my head over and over again. I don't know how to answer him. I don't have the ability to speak.

"Norman would turn into a fûcking psycho once he sees you."

I was confused by what the man was saying. If he can talk to me, it's like he knows me well. It's just casual if he talks to me. Well, I don't know him.

He crossed his arms in front of his chiseled chest. I just noticed that he's very baked in front of me. Wearing only his tight boxers. His muscular body is on full show.

"I would warn you while it's still early, Ethel. Get out of here or you are going to see a different version of Norman. I'm being kind here," he leaned on the table.

I felt his eyes checked on me.

"You got thinner. No money to fool around, huh?" He smirked. I feel like that was an insult. But not directly for me because I am not Ethel.

His brow furrowed as his eyes narrowed as he looked at my chest.

"And where the hell are your fûcking breasts? You used to have those super huge boobies? Don't tell me those were fake?" It adds.

He thought I was Ethel. But that's not me, I don't even know that. I shouldn't be affected because those words are not meant for me.

"Damn, I can't believe you scammed my idiotic brother. What did it like about you? Your bôobs who seems to be fake? Your face, maybe? You look good. But it's been a long time, 5 years? But you look younger. Have you retouched yet?"

Don't be affected, Ethan. He's saying nonsense.

"Why the hell you aren't talking back?! I look crazy just talking!"

I shook my head because of the fear of suddenly getting angry. It stood upright before me.

"And you even created a mess!" It broke the glass I broke earlier in shock. I bent down and saw that it was scattered there too much. I should clean this up. I turned my back on him and reached for the dustpan and small broom that was just next to me and started to clean it.

"Are you ignoring me, Ethel?"

This time... his voice is darker. Scarier than earlier.

I turned my head to him and shook my head. I wasn't. I was just cleaning up.

"You have a very thick face for you to show up in our house after you hurt my brother. You fûcking bîtch!"

"I still have mercy right now so I'm telling you to run away as far as you can before Norman smells you. You don't know what's his capable of. You don't know him-"

"Theo! Throw that woman right now!"

Another voice echoed in the big house. Who is this again?!

And his voice was even two times scarier than this guy in front of me. My heart beat faster as I remained bent and kneeling on the floor to clean up the spilled glass.

"Theo, I told you I want-" what he was going to say hung up as he looked at me on the floor.

Our eyes met and something passed by in those eyes. What was that? His mouth opened slightly while looking at me.

I heard the man he called Theo groaned in front of me.

"Good luck facing the psycho, Ethel."

Then all of a sudden... I found myself being choked to death by the man called Norman. And a hard slap both on my cheeks. Making me lose my consciousness.

To Be Continued...

Chapter 2

I lost consciousness. His hold around my neck was so tight that I couldn't breathe I almost thought that was the end of my life. But I was still lucky to wake up...

In the middle of this dark and scary forest.

How... did I end up here?

Did I run away without me knowing or... did they throw me away? Without me knowing? I gulped. I looked around the very dark surrounding. I can't see anything. It was so dark. It was as if I'm back in that cold and dark room my family used to lock me in.

It was traumatizing. Remembering all of it was scarier than this dark forest.

Is this the end of my worthless life? Is this my destiny? To be choked by a stranger and thrown in the forest? How funny.

My eyes went blurry because of the threatening tears. I shouldn't cry, right? I mean, this is good. My suffering would end already. I should be happy instead.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself. My heart is beating fast as well as my breath. It was as if my heart was going to come out of my chest due to the strength and speed of its beating. My breath trembled.

I whimpered when I felt the pain on my neck. I touched it and it stung. I can already picture the look of my neck. I'm pretty sure it was bruised badly.

What should I do in this forest? Should I stay or just walk to nowhere? I don't know what to do anymore.

I groped in the dark. Trying to find some wood I can lean on. When I was able to hold a large tree, I immediately brought my trembling body there and leaned.

I closed my eyes tightly and my tears started to flow.

It's crazy to think that I'm going to die at a very young age. I'm still 21. I'm not part of this world yet.

But if my fate is over, there is nothing I can do.

I closed my eyes and waited for my death to happen.

I only woke up when I heard the crushing of dry leaves. The quiet surroundings became quieter after that. But after a while the leaves made noise again. It's like... someone stepped on them and they were crushed. I became alert to my surroundings.

Maybe it's a wild animal? Or the unusual things?

Then after a while, I heard a low growl... from an animal.

It's definitely an animal. I can't be wrong.

Then it howled loudly. It echoed in the forest making the sleeping birds fly away and make noises that hurt my ears.

I can't see anything but I can feel its eyes on me. My hair stood on end. The leaf rustling started again. It was a sign that the animal in front of me was approaching me.

I can't believe it! An animal will be the cause of my death tonight!

"Oh!" I shouted loudly when the animal bit my foot and pulled me away from the tree. I tried to reach the tree and hold on to it but I failed miserably! I tried holding the grass but it didn't work.

The animal growled louder. It was still pulling me when a wood accidentally cut my left thigh making me scream louder. My shout echoed through the forest. I was released by an animal that I thought was a wolf.

I cried so hard. I can feel how deep the wound was. A sharp piece of wood pierced me as the wolf pulled me.

"Oh!" I screamed louder when I tried getting rid of the wood but it hurts so much! I can't do it. All I did was scream and cry.

The wolf howled again and I can feel it trying to attack me again. I expected to kill me there when another sound of an animal came in the scene.

I heard one of them whimper. It seems that it was hurt. A wolf has come! And when these two fight over me! I retreated with my hands away from the two fighting wolves.

I need to get out of here! I realized that I don't want to die right now!

I keep pulling myself back when I bump into something. And damn, it was alive because I heard it breathing! Another wolf... I'm so disappointed.

Why is it dark around us! Where is the moon! I looked up and realized that the moon was covered with clouds that's why it can't produce light.

I screamed out loud when I accidentally hit the wood that was still on my thigh! I literally jumped when the wolf beside me howled and whimpered so loud as if it had hurt two. I can also hear the other wolf do it too.

And I don't know how the animal to do it but I found myself behind it's furry back. It was carrying me and taking me away from the dark forest. And I can also hear the other one following us.

I buried my face on the wolf's back while whimpering because of the slight pain I'm feeling. I can feel blood dripping down my thigh while we're running away.

I don't even know where this wolf will take me. I also don't want to fidget because I know that if I fall I will just get hurt again. I held its fur so tightly that I felt it hurt.

It stopped running. I opened my eyes because it stopped. Now the surroundings are clear. It's not as dark as before.

The wolf dropped me down on its back. The wood just hit the ground because it sank deeper into my thigh!

"Oh!" I let out a loud scream because of the pain that spread throughout my body. I writhed in pain and saw that it had really sunk in too much. I only see a little wood.

I'm used to pain but this is different from what I'm used to! I've been stung but with something this big!

I fell face down on the grass as I felt the pain. I heard the other wolf growl angrily to the one who carried me earlier. They were staring at each other. As if they have the ability to communicate through their eyes. It's like they are going to eat each other any moment.

I can clearly see their appearances because of the light coming from the moon.

They have the same color of fur, both of them are black. But their eyes stood out the most, the first one has gold while the second has blue. It's... amazing. And this is the first time I have seen wolves this huge! From the looks of the two, it's obvious that these are not ordinary wolves that are seen or shown on TV sometimes.

These are not normal sized balloons. Both are so big that I think their heads are equal to my neck.

The one with golden eyes howled. While the blue one looked at me. His ears bent down while the other looked at me angrily.

What now?

The one with golden eyes walked away and hid behind a tree. The other one just followed his gaze but eventually followed the other as well. Only then did I notice that a cloth was tied around one's leg. What is that?

My eyes widened when I heard a bone that seemed to be broken! For a few seconds you also echoed in the forest where I live! My hair stood up because of the cracking of the bones. It came from where the two wolves went and hid! What is going on with the two of them there?

What shocked me the most was seeing a guy come out from behind the tree... wait... he's that guy from earlier. The one who... who choked me...

My eyes widened even more when it came closer to me again! How did he get here?! what is he doing Did he find me forever?

He's not wearing a top anymore and he's only wearing loose pants now. He didn't look like that before!

"What the fuck are you?!" This angry question while still pointing at me. It stared at me as I stayed on the grass.

"Stop it, Norman. That's not Ethel." He looked violently at the man whose name I remember was Theo.

"I already figured that out Theo but we don't have any idea who the fûck is this!"

The man turned to me and frowned.

"Maybe he's our mate?"

"Are you crazy? I can't even smell him!" It turned to me again.

"But we felt him, Norman. The pain, we felt it earlier that's why we went crazy." This is a weak promise to the man. The two are serious now while looking at me.

I looked back and forth between the two of them. Confused as to what is going on. Where are those two wolves that brought me here? What happened to them? And why did these two suddenly appear here?

"It's confusing, Norman. I didn't feel the pain when you choked it but when someone else caused the pain we both felt it."

"And it only means one thing, Norman. And I know you it." Norman glared at him.

"No, he's not. I won't be convinced because I haven't smelled him the first time we encountered him, Theo."

"Maybe you're forgetting, Norman, that this is what happened to your uncle before. This is exactly the same scene on how he met his mate."

"And don't you dare deny the bond we share with him, the one you felt the moment you touched and carried him."

I don't understand them both.

"Carry him, Theo." Norman promised Theo rudely and he walked away from us first. While Theo just shook his head and followed what he ordered.

"That's pretty deep," he said while looking at my wound. I also looked down and saw how the bleeding kept going. It didn't stop.

"Don't worry, that will disappear too. Let my wolf take care of that." He stared directly into my eyes, as if saying something else but couldn't say it to me either.

I swallowed when he suddenly lifted me from the grass and now I was in his arms. My cheeks warmed up when I realized that it was naked from the top and its shape was just like Norman's. The two were wearing no top and only pants.

"Wow, you're so light. Are you eating?" Even though I looked at him a few times, I did it anyway and nodded at him. I saw him smile a bit.

"You're kinda cute? Didn't know boys could be cute like this." I looked away because of what he said.

"That's the most disgusting line I've heard in my entire life, Theo." Said Norman who was ahead of us. I thought it was far away from us, but it was as if he deliberately slowed his pace so that Theo and I could keep up.

This is so embarrassing.

"Bet you're gonna say it too if you're close to him like this," I heard Norman grunted.

"Never,"

We walked in silence after he said this. Theo didn't speak either.

I was preoccupied because of his skin touching mine. I've never been this close to someone I didn't know. It's awkward for me. And I'm a boy and I was being carried like a girl. I closed my eyes because of embarrassment.

"That wolf earlier, did Theo die?" Norman broke the silence.

"Yeah, I cut off the head."

My hair stood up because of what he said and the way he said it was like it was normal for them. My heart beat faster again.

Norman stopped walking and looked at me angrily.

"Calm the fûck down. I can feel what you are feeling right now and it's creeping me out!"

I avoided looking at him and tried to calm myself down.

"I can't fûcking believe this! I can feel whatever he was feeling but I'm pretty he's not my mate, Theo. I won't freaking accept it."

"Stop it, Norman-"

"Maybe this is some kind of wîtchcraft? I'm gonna go and meet Wecca and ask her about this matter."

"And I should scold manang for not telling this guy not to roam around at midnight!"

"You're so noisy, Norman."

"We are being noisy while that boy in your arms is being mute!"

Theo bent down and looked at me.

"Yeah, right. He was quiet a while ago. He didn't even talk. You can talk, you know. Don't be shy. It's just us."

I was struck by the arrogance in his speech.

"I prefer him being mute," Norman whispered as I looked at him. Yeah, I'm definitely mute.

"You shouldn't have taken him to the jungle. I wish he had been locked up in the basement." Theo said which surprised me. They brought me to the jungle?

"I will do that later,"

We started walking again. Until I didn't realize that we were in front of their house. What time is it now? Maybe it's near morning. Theo still had me in his arms as we entered the house.

When he got to the living room, he slowly lowered me to the big sofa and made me sit there.

"Oh my goodness! What happened to this boy?!" The old man was shocked to see me bloody and dirty. I thought it was still sleeping.

"Please get a first aid kit, manang." Theo said. Norman left the living room and probably went to the kitchen. The old man left and Theo took a t-shirt that was ready on the living room table.

When the manang came back, I saw that he was carrying a white box and my... notebook and ballpoint pen! Thank you.

"Where did you go?! You're such a bad boy!" He handed me my notebook. I immediately opened it and started writing there.

'Just went out for a while and had an accident' I lied. I don't want to tell what happened because I know you won't believe me.

"And you even sympathized with our bosses! Shameful, Ethan!"

I wrote again in the notebook. I'm sorry. It won't happen again." It took me a little longer to write because my fingers were shaking. I showed it to him and he just stared.

I turned to Theo who was near the door and was standing there with a shocked face. While Norman was also looking at me seriously.

To Be Continued...

Chapter 3

I fell asleep while the old man treated me. I didn't see the bandaged thigh I expected the morning I woke up. I wondered why my thigh was not bandaged and...

I don't feel any pain in my thigh where I was injured because of what happened last night. I removed the blanket that was on my body and was surprised to see that there was no sign of a wound there. What happened there? Why did it suddenly disappear? What kind of medicine did they use to cause this to happen to my wound?

My mind was full of questions that were immediately stopped because of a man who spoke.

Norman...

For some unknown reason, my heart beat faster when I witnessed this.

"You're not someone special here, you go and cook for breakfast." He said coldly making me gulp. He was scary unlike Theo who's kinda... I don't know. Are they two brothers?

Even though I was still wondering how the wound on my thigh disappeared, I just ignored it and followed his order to cook breakfast for the two of them.

I don't know what I'm going to cook, so I'll do whatever I can with the ingredients in the fridge.

I got some chicken meat and started working.

"I shouldn't have bought that girl, Norman. She mòans like a freaking goat. I hate it so much." I heard Theo's voice approaching the kitchen. The two of them are Norman.

"Yeah, whatever. Next time, choose wisely." Norman gave Theo a bored answer.

They entered the kitchen where I was working. They fell silent when they saw me. I watched the two sit down and realized that they both looked alike. Siblings or twins? They are twins because their faces are similar. Only expression and hair are different between the two of them. The rest is the same for both.

The two of them talked again and it was as if there was no point if someone else could hear the two of them.

"We already have our mate, Theo. There's no way-"

"Maybe a second chance mate? I've heard of that before. It's possible for the goddess to give another mate to a werewolf."

Werewolves?

"It's not because Shantal is gone that we're going to replace her, Theo! I won't accept anyone as my mate because I already have one and that's Shantal!" He slammed his hand down on the table which made a loud noise in the house.

"Then how?"

"How what?"

"How can we prove that he's not our mate?" Theo. I just worked quietly.

"I told you I'm gonna talk to Wecca and... I also plotted another plan."

The two were silent for a moment before Theo spoke.

"Oh no, you won't do it Norman! Remember what happened to Shantal when we did that!"

"I don't give a single fûck on what's going to happen to him. I don't and won't care."

Who are the two him referring to? Who are these two talking about? I couldn't help but be curious.

"Fûck, I'm hungry! Make that fast!" Norman yelled at me which surprised me. I nodded again and again and was confused by what I was doing.

When I finished what I was doing, I immediately prepared it on the table for them to eat.

"Now go away, your face really irritates me."

Norman gave me an evil look that I swallowed. I slowly nodded and immediately left there. I felt Theo's gaze from behind me.

"Don't be so rude, Norman. You're scaring the cute boy in the house." I turned around and he gave me a wink that embarrassed me.

I immediately avoided looking at him and completely left because I felt like I was going to have a heart attack because of the two of them.

"Next time, don't wander around at night so we don't both get hurt and lose our jobs. Do you know that Sir Norman scolded me because you wandered around at night!"

I bowed while listening to the sermons of the old housekeeper. He has been talking to me for a while now and I think he never runs out of things to say to me. I don't have the ability to answer him right away.

If I write it irritates me even more.

"The only good thing about you is that you are quiet and good at cooking! You really have a headache even though you haven't been here for a week!"

But I was not affected by what he was telling me. Because it just doesn't seem to me. I've heard worse than that.

"Later in the evening, you will only cook a little, just for the two of us. The twins will not come home because they will be attending a friend's birthday party. And go to bed right after you eat! And wander around in the middle of the night. Is that clear? ?!"

I nodded slowly.

"Hmph!" Ismid before abandoning me forever. I held my breath. I also breathed a sigh of relief because it was finally over with me.

That day I did nothing but lock myself in my room. I only went out when it was lunch time.

I heated the food earlier. It can still be eaten. The old man didn't complain that I only heated up our dish.

After eating, I volunteered to wash the plates. She immediately said yes and ran towards the TV to watch another show.

From time to time I could hear her laughing and clapping while she was watching and I was washing. I just ignored his noise and continued with my work.

After I finished what I was doing, I immediately returned to my room. Took the bag and checked if I had any notebooks left. There are many more. It may not be used up right away, but it still depends on how much I can write in a day.

I don't think I can live properly if I don't have my notebooks and ballpoint pens with me. This is my way of communication. I can't survive without them in my bag or pocket. These things had been a huge help to me since I lost my ability to speak when I was just a kid...

When the night came I cooked a little dish because as the old man replied to me the brothers would not come home early because they were supposed to be attending a party.

I cooked vegetables but before that I asked the old man if he ate vegetables and what vegetables we were going to eat. He said nothing so I just followed what he wanted and maybe he will scold me again.

While I was cooking, I would occasionally get a headache that made me cry. Why is my head hurting now when I'm not doing anything else today? Or maybe I overslept so my head hurts.

I just felt a little pain. After a while it also disappeared.

While we were eating around seven o'clock, my headache returned. I feel so dizzy and nauseous that I can't think properly. Because of the feeling I lost my appetite.

"What! That boy, when he left food!"

I just ignored him and went straight to my room to calm myself down because of the attraction I felt in my head. I quickly laid down on the bed and covered myself with my blanket while massaging my head softly and gently.

I tried to sleep and I'm glad I did. But then I woke up again because of the pain again. I searched for my phone and saw that the time was already 11:41 pm.

As time went on, my chest began to tighten. I pressed my hands on it and tried to calm myself down. But it wasn't helping me. The pain is getting worse every second I'm trying to breathe.

I'm losing air! The pain in my head and chest came together making me release a loud scream.

What's happening to me? I'm not stupid to think that I'm getting sick or what! I'm pretty sure this is something else. The pain is new to me, I haven't felt this in my entire life of living.

It's like my head is splitting in so much pain. And it feels like my chest is being crushed by the pain. The two illnesses came together that almost killed me that night.

Then all of a sudden, blood came out of my mouth.

"This is a bad idea, Norman."

"No it's not,"

I rolled my eyes at him.

"We're here to prove if he's really our new mate."

I scoffed and glared at him.

"You're just being in denial, Norman. It's so obvious that he's our-"

"Do you not love Shantal anymore to seek another one?" He asked me an angry question that silenced me for a while. Every time he mentions her name, I stop for a few seconds.

I loved Shantal so much. She's the only woman who stayed with us when we had nothing, when the pack abandoned us years ago. I'm so grateful when we found out that she's our mate. She's kind and very beautiful. She's our everything before.

But her life ended immediately. She was killed by humans... Without us knowing. We just felt how our bond was cut off.

Those times were the worst time of our lives. Because of her death, we almost followed her too. The pain was too much before I couldn't handle it. The pain that almost killed me. I can't accept her death before. It's hard for me and Norman.

I recovered immediately, "It's not me who has another woman days after Shantal's death. I respected her passing while you didn't." I strongly promised him. Anger grew more and more on his face.

I understand him though. He did find different women after Shantal's death to avoid the pain. He witnessed how messed up I am when that happened and he didn't want to suffer too much. So he had fun while I suffered in the corner.

"I loved her, Theo!"

"I didn't say you didn't love her! We both did!"

"And I want to forget the pain, Theo." He looked away after you said that.

"Then just accept the fact that the little boy is our second chance mate. I know you can feel it, Norman. Don't deny it." He looked at me while breathing heavily.

"Shantal is long gone and I already accepted it, Norman. The goddess gave us another chance to be happy. To be with someone else."

His face was wrinkled.

"How can I be happy if I will have a boy mate, Theo?! I'm not even into guys, fûck!"

He tweaked himself as if his problem was really big. I sighed.

"Then let's find out together how this works-"

"If I'm going to fall for a man for the rest of my life, might as well enjoy this night, huh?" My twin's face is now mischievous. I groaned.

"Norman-"

"I will enjoy my last night with a woman, Theo and you can't stop me. You can join me if you want."

"That would be cheating already-"

"We still haven't bonded with him so it's not."

"But it will hurt him, Norman!" I yelled at him. He stopped walking away from me and looked at me.

"Then we will comfort the mute boy in the morning,"

Mute. He's really using it to our mate, huh? The boy is indeed mute. I can't believe it. It would be hard for us to communicate. Should we learn sign language? Or buy dozens of notebooks and ballpens. This is insane.

I groaned loudly and followed him.

He smirked at me while I glared at him. Asshole.

"I thought you wouldn't join me?" He crossed his arms and mocked me even more.

"Just make sure I won't regret this night, Norman. Find a decent woman this time to fûck."

"You wanna fuck, huh?"

"I want to release my stress to someone right now."

"We have to take this then,"

He handed me the white medicine. Yeah, if we drink this, we can't feel our mates feeling but I'm afraid to say that... he can feel us. We are the only ones who will never know how he feels.

"Don't you dare back off, Theo."

I smirked at him.

"Oh I won't, Norman. Wanna have a bet?" We are both smiling now.

"Whoever exits first, will have a punishment." I smirked even more.

He frowned. "And what would that be?"

"He will be the one to do the replay to our mate," he paled because of what he heard.

"That's not a punishment,"

Trying to escape, Norman?

"Oh it is, we both don't know how to do it with a boy so both of us will suffer this one."

"Fuck you, Theo!"

"Thank you, Norman." I smirked at him and started walking down the grand staircase of a friend's mansion. Many women are out there because this is a birthday party. Everyone is invited.

I don't know why but that night made me forget about the mute boy in the house. All I can think about right now is pleasure.

To Be Continued...