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CHAPTER FOUR

ALEXIS POV
I checked my reflection.
Hair tied back...check.
Black outfit....check.
Barefoot...check.
Gloves...check.
Let's bounce!!
I peered round my bedroom door and
checked to make sure the coast was clear.
When I was suitably convinced I stepped
outside and pushed myself up against the
wall. I stayed frozen and silent for a second
then moved quickly to the banister. I gazed
through the bars at the living room
doorway making sure no one was leaving. I
gave it a full minute before swinging myself
over the banister. I landed with only a
slight thud...I is well ninja like...eh the
graceful landing comes from being part cat.
The TV muted and I paused mid crouch.
"Did you hear that?" Damian inquired.
DAMMIT! So much for being a stealthy
ninja.
"Hear what?" Douglas asked.
"Probably nothing," Damian sighed.
The TV came back on and I relaxed again. I
stuck to the wall keeping low and silent so
no one would know I was down here. The
only problem was when I arrived at the
open living room doorway. Time for stealthy
manoeuvre part deux! I dropped to the
floor and rolled past the doorway. Grinning
victoriously I sprung up and held my hands
in a gun shape as I leant against the wall.
Double checking the coast was clear I
waited another second before slipping
quietly down the hallway towards the office.
"I need a drink," Nathaniel announced.
I winced and ducked into the kitchen as it
was the only place to go. Nathaniel walked in
and I stayed crouched down low behind the
island with my breath held. He walked
around the island and I crawled silently to
the other side. Peeping over the island I
found him immersed in the fridge and so I
pushed myself backwards away from the
island and crept out the room. Moving
quicker now I got to the office and tried
the handle. Luckily it was open and I easily
slipped inside. Still being silent I leapt over
the desk and rummaged through the
drawers. My hands closed around my
motorbike keys and I smirked. The scores
are as follows:
Damian: 0
Alexis: 1
*** I stood in front of the mirror and tied my
tie. Sighing I dragged a brush through my
messy hair and pulled it back into a tight
ponytail. I pulled on my jumper and slip on
shoes, grabbed my blazer and bag, then
headed downstairs. Damian was lurking in
the shadows at the bottom and I narrowed
my black lined purple eyes at him before
making them blue. When I reached the
bottom he stepped out and stood looking at
me. He huffed when he obviously came to
the conclusion that I wasn't dressed
inappropriately. I had on black trousers,
baggy white blouse, black and gold tie, black
with gold lining jumper and black with gold
lining blazer. Apart from the black eyeliner
I was wearing no makeup. I smirked at him
then left the house. Once outside I peered
through the letter box and made the lights
explode above Damian's head. What can I
say, I'm mean and him shrieking like a little
girl made my day.

"What are you eating?" Damian demanded.
"A polo?" I leaned back from his glare,
confused yet amused.
"Where did you get them?" he asked
angrily.
"Zane," I said slowly.
He snatched them out my hand and threw
them at Zane. I blinked.
ZANE POV
"Don't ever accept things from him,"
Damian snapped and I quirked an eyebrow,
I'm hardly the devil am I?
"It's a bloody polo Damian not an invitation
for sex," she snapped back.
I watched the confrontation with
undisguised amusement. I was beginning to
like Alexis; she was certainly putting Damian
in his place. God knows he needed it.
"He could be grooming you," Damian
bellowed and I nearly choked on the
cigarette.
"Paedophiles groom people, I'm pretty sure
Zane isn't a paedophile and I'm over the
legal age to have sex," Alexis smirked, "so
basically I could have sex with Zane if I
wanted."
"Over my dead body," Damian snarled.
"That could be arranged," Alexis folded her
arms.
Damian was shaking now obviously trying to
stop his shift. I couldn't help but grin as my
eyes swivelled from that domineering
asshole to his sexy, fiery sister. Speaking
of which, the cigarette's ends tasted of
vanilla lip gloss which was surprisingly
good...maybe I could sample more of this
lipgloss from the source...her seductive
looking lips.
"I might have sex with Zane actually, he's
REALLY hot. I'd do all the dirty things he
wanted me to. Just think your little sister
Alexis Matthews would be Zane's little
LovePeddler," Alexis circled him slowly as she
threw the taunts at him with a dirty smirk
and glinting eyes.
I stared at her open mouthed and Damian
grabbed her by her throat. She grabbed
his wrists and John pulled him off her.
"Don't you DARE," Damian roared.
"Try and stop me, I kind of like the
name...Zane's little LovePeddler," she grinned
darkly.
He shifted and took off into the woods.
The others followed quickly leaving only us,
Alexis and John.
"Seriously Alexis?" John sighed.
"What? He deserves it, he needs to learn
he can't control me and speak to me like
that," Alexis said mischievously.
"Where did all the Zane's little LovePeddler come
from?" John growled glancing at me.
Alexis shrugged, "I have a very dirty mind
and it was a guaranteed yes to getting under
Damian's skin."
"I'll see you at home," he rubbed his eyes
then tossed her the bike keys.
John climbed into his car and drove off.
She climbed onto her bike and pulled her
helmet on then zoomed out the driveway.
Why does she hate them so much?
How come I'd never heard of Alexis until
yesterday?

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[b]Chapter Three[/b]ZANE POV
The girl took off her helmet and I swear
the guys drooled. I just scowled; I had
enough problems with the Matthews as it
was without adding another to the mix. She
was hot yes but more than likely some
goody-goody ass kissing bitch. Although I
like her ride.
"No more motorcycles," Damian growled.
He took her keys, shoving them roughly in
his jeans pocket, before turning to us. Her
eyes narrowed and she turned to her
father in disbelief.
"Is he kidding? He better be kidding. He
better not lay a finger on my baby," she
mouthed angrily.
John shrugged then turned away nervously.
"Now listen," John whispered, "Alexis
doesn't know anything about the
supernatural world so please don't say
anything. She's entirely human like her
mother."
"I'll show you around," Dad nodded.
Everyone followed him except us and Alexis.
Damian stopped suddenly and twirled
around.
"It's probably best you stay here Alexis.
Zane don't touch her and don't give her
cigarettes," he turned his glare on me with
the last sentence and I arched an eyebrow.
ALEXIS POV
I stared at him with a raised eyebrow and
he growled.
"I know you smoke Alexis, it's in your
school files," he spat.
I just smirked at him.
"What's that in your pocket?" he hissed.
"My IPod," I nodded taking it out, "it's
strange how you went from nice to dick in a
few days."
Damian snarled quietly and stormed off. I
slid my IPod out my pocket and grinned. It
was big and bulky but that was the idea. I
slid the sides up and they came loose. The
front of the IPod touch came off and I
tucked it into my pocket. Inside were a few
cigarettes and a lighter.
"Cigarette?" I grinned holding out the IPod
to Zane.
His lips curled up into a grin and he took
one. I gave the other four boys one then lit
one for myself. I don't smoke much, only
when I'm stressed. I slid the cover back on
and clicked it into place before tucking it
back into my pocket.
I blinked back to the present to the sound
of everyone coming back round the corner.
I had been thinking about my Mother. I was
nearly through the cigarette while the
others had just finished moments ago. I
held the cigarette limply and looked for
somewhere to shove it. Zane stepped closer
to me and slid the cigarette out my hand
then put it between his lips as he returned
to his earlier position. I raised an eyebrow
and he just shrugged before tossing me a
packet of polo's. I nodded in thanks and
stuck one in my mouth.

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Opening the door I peered out and clicked
to make my eyes blue. When I was content
that no one was there I wandered slowly
down the hall. It took me ten minutes to find
my way to the kitchen. I walked in and
froze. Everyone looked up at me and smiles
lit up their faces. I stared at them blankly.
Darren pulled out the seat beside him and I
sunk down into it. They stared at me for a
while then turned away. As soon as no one
was looking I used my genie powers to blow
gently. All their plates and bowls slid down
the table so when they turned back to eat
there was nothing there. They all blinked
then began arguing with each other over
them suspecting someone else for moving
their food. My lips quirked up at the side
smugly and I dug into the plate of pancakes
in front of me.
Finishing my breakfast I got up and walked
outside the house.
"Honey we're going to Nathaniel's house
later so we can talk with his brother," John
nodded.
"Don't call me honey," I said coldly.
He sighed and trudged back inside.
"We're going to talk to Nathaniel's brother
Alpha Zane," John informed the others.
Hmm, Alpha Zane.
The sun came out and I was sweating so I
changed. Instead I pulled on some shorts
and tank top tying a check shirt round my
waist for if it got cold. I put some sandals
on then wandered downstairs. Damian's
eyes bugged and he growled softly when he
saw my outfit.
"Get changed," he ordered.
"Make me," I smirked.
Walking past him I grinned as I saw my
baby on the driveway. Grabbing my helmet I
straddled it and started it up.
"You are not riding a motorbike," Damian
yelled.
"Try and stop me," I laughed.
I spun the bike and rocketed out the
driveway. Stopping I waited for their car
then followed it to Alpha Zane's house.
There was a group of boys and an older man
stood in the driveway. It was obvious which
was Alpha Zane. He was stood in the middle
looking cocky and self assured not to
mention the aura of power surrounding him.
He had messy blond hair, sparkling green
eyes and a very muscular build.
"Alexis get off the bike," Damian hissed.
I climbed off slowly and took off my
helmet.

Chapter Two

ALEXIS POV
I watched their reactions carefully.
"So mum is dead?" one boy questioned
sadly, his mouth turning down at the
corners and his face crumpling.
"Don't act like you care. When you lot was
home you ignored her and you never called
or visited in the last five years," I muttered
spitefully under my breath.
They chose to ignore my comment.
"I'm sure you don't recognise me but I'm
Damian, your nineteen year old brother,"
black spiked hair and blue eyes said calmly.
"I'm Darren, your eighteen year old
brother," brown spiked hair and blue eyes
said.
"I'm Douglas, Darren's twin," black spiked
hair and blue eyes.
"Not relation but I'm Kieran," dark red hair
and green eyes.
"Samuel," blond hair and green eyes.
"Nathaniel," brown hair and green eyes.
I nodded at them and John motioned for me
to sit down. Sighing I sat back down.
"What would you do if I told you we are
werewolves?" John inquired.
Ignorance is always the best option here.
"I would laugh, then laugh, then maybe laugh
a bit more and ask if you considered a
mental institute," I nodded.
They all looked at each other and bit their
lips.
"I'm going to go now," I jumped up.
My eyes were burning and I could feel
purple showing through the blue. I turned
and left the room. Once outside I clicked
my fingers and let my eyes return to their
normal colour. Then I fled up the stairs to
my bedroom.
I hung in my bedroom all day, I felt sad and
drained. My mum was gone and I had been
thrown into a foreign world. I choked on my
tears and threw myself face first on my
bed. The pain hasn't lessened in the two
months my mother has been dead. I
breathed in raggedly and blew out shakily.
There was a knock at the door but I
ignored it and rolled over.
It's been a month and I haven't left my
room once. John leaves food by my room
door and I have my own en suite and my
lamp so I'm good. Flashing into my lamp
after eating I walked to the bathroom. Time
to try move on.
I scrubbed my body down and found I
actually couldn't cry anymore. Rubbing
shampoo in my hair I decided it was
probably for the best seeing as I've been
doing it non-stop for a month.
I dragged on some lacy underwear and
admired myself in the mirror. I have a nice
body. Slightly tanned skin, toned stomach,
long legs, great breasts and a nice ass. I
tugged on an old gig vest and some
distressed jeans. I picked up some white
sandals and spun my hair onto my head. For
accessories I chose a long silver necklace
with strange beads and a silver bracelet. I
sprayed myself with perfume then flashed
out my lamp.

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"Mum...why did you have to leave me? Why
did you have to go? I need you," I sobbed.
I woke up feeling groggy to the sound of
knocking on my door. Listening with my
enhanced hearing I could hear a bunch of
boys and John muttering.
"So who is she?" one asked.
"You'll see," John chuckled.
"So why is she here?" another inquired.
"I thought you all heard last night?" John
said seriously.
"Her mum is dead?" a different boy
questioned.
"Yeah, committed suicide," John mumbled.
Sighing I swung my legs out of bed and
walked over to the door. The talking hushed
up as they obviously heard me. Placing my
hand on the door handle....I locked the door.
Rude? Eh. I turned and crawled back
beneath the covers and went to sleep again.
It had been a day and I was starting to get
hungry. Unzipping my duffel bag I reached
in and pulled out my genie lamp. I placed it
under the bed then transported inside it.
Inside was a bathroom, a living room, a
bedroom and a kitchen. Shows what a little
magic can do. Also, magic had secured
everything down so if the lamp was shaken
nothing happened. I made myself a chicken
wrap, ate it then hopped in the shower.
Once out I blow dried my hair and got
changed. Most of my stuff was in here
which was why I didn't have much luggage.
I put on some black skinny jeans, a black
tank top and a black hoodie. I tugged on
some black doc martens to top off the look.
"I miss you mummy," I whispered trailing a
finger down a picture of me and my mum.
Sighing I came out of my genie lamp and
walked to the window. I need to go for a
walk and get some fresh air. Opening the
window I sprung out and used my genie
powers to hover then slowly descend to the
ground. Once there I walked from around
the side of the house. Seven boys were
stood in the front yard and they looked up.
"Who are you?" one growled.
Gulping I turned and ran not knowing what
else to do. They gave chase and I raced into
the back garden. I zigzagged through the
trees and bushes then hurdled the gate. I
was at the edge of the woods when
someone tackled me. They spun me around
and i quickly used my powers to mask my
eyes. Normally my eyes are purple which
kind of gives away my genie so I changed
them to blue, after a while though it starts
to hurt so I had to be careful. I was
dragged up and kicked in the chest winding
me. As I choked on air I was dragged into
the house and into an office.
"Dad, we found a trespasser," one of the
boys frowned.
Hmm, I guess he's one of my long lost
brothers.
"Well done," John congratulated
sarcastically coming behind me, "you
caught," he yanked my hood down, "your
sister."
They all gasped as my long curly black hair
came to rest in front of my face. John
pulled my hair to the side so they could see
me. I wasn't ashamed of my looks; I had a
cute button nose, full pink lips and a slim
curvy body. My breast were slightly bigger
than average and I had a nice butt, although
I was on the small side. A side effect of
being part fairy my mum had said.
"Our sister?" one of the boys inquired.
"Boys...this is your little sister Alexis
Matthews. The last time you saw her was
five years ago when we left her and your
mother behind," John introduced.

Chapter 1 - Alexis returns
I got off the plane in California.
"Hombre estupido me hace cambiar de
pais," i mumbled annoyed.
Stupid man making me move country is what
i just said. Grabbing my two cases and two
duffel bags i put them on a cart and
wheeled them to the entrance. A man
appeared and I knew who he was
immediately, it was my dad. He was holding
a sign that said Alexis Matthews on it. I
stood and stared at him for a while. Feeling
nervous I slowly started to walk over.
"Alexis?" he greeted me with a hesitant
smile.
"John," I said with a slight grimace.
He forced a smile, probably hurt by my lack
of acknowledgment of him being my Father.
"The car is outside," he gestured behind
him looking nervous and uncomfortable.
I walked past him and heard him quickly
stride to catch up with me. We walked in a
cold silence, past crowds of people
clutching their luggage tightly in case
random terrorists planted bombs in their
luggage without them noticing. I rolled my
eyes at their idiocy.
Once outside, John led me to a sleek black
car and I quirked an eyebrow. Mercedes-
Benz CL-class. Didn't think that was the
type of car he was interested in.
After throwing my stuff in the boot, I
climbed into the passenger seat and buckled
myself in. John shut the driver's door and
clipped his own seatbelt around him. I took
the time to get a good look at him. Dark
blond hair that was turning grey at the top
and tired lines around his eyes. Aside from
that he looked well for his age. Removing
my phone from my pocket, I plugged my
earphones in and then popped an earbud in
each ear.
The car pulled to a stop and I opened my
eyes, ditching the pretence of being asleep.
Wordlessly, seeing the huge house before
us, I climbed out the car and recovered my
stuff.
"Welcome home Lex," John greeted me with
a broad smile.
"Alexis," I corrected him, "and this isn't
home."
With that said, I strode past him and up to
the house. My sandals made a dull thud
when they hit the wide wooden steps of the
porch. There were double doors in front of
me, a very pristine white colour with fancy
gold letterbox, knocker and doorknobs.
John appeared beside me and opened the
left door, gesturing for me to enter first.
"Would you like to meet-"
"I'd like to go to my room. Long journey," I
said, Spanish accent strong.
John nodded understandingly and headed
right to big, marble stairs at the side of
the wide entryway. Again, my sandals were
quite loud as they hit the marble, the sound
echoing around the silent room. We didn't
stop at the first floor but carried on to the
second. John led me silently down a long
hallway to a door around three quarters of
the way down.
"Here you go. Dinner will be in three hours
if you want to rest before coming down,"
John informed me.
I cautiously opened the oak door and
stepped inside, dropping my bag to the side.
The room was stunning. It was huge, a
Queen size bed against the left wall and on
the wall across from me was a large window
with a window seat. To my right was a wall
of mirrors and my eyes noticed that the
middle two appears to open so I guess
there was a closet behind them. In the
room was a big desk with a laptop on and a
few bookcases. A big TV was on a small
bookcase at the bottom of my bed and
beside the bed was another door. En suite?
"I didn't think you were a girly girl so we
went for red, black and silver," John
explained.
I nodded, overwhelmed by the room. John
walked out, leaving me to it I guess, and I
shuffled to the door. I shut the door after
John and sat down on the bed. I won't call
him dad, ever. Sighing I laid back on my
bed and knitted my hands together. Without
any warning tears began to flow down my
face.

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Prologue
I chucked my bag down by the door then raced into the kitchen.
"Mum..." I trailed off.
She wasn’t there; she was always cooking dinner when i came home. Frowning I searched the whole bottom floor then headed upstairs slowly.
As I passed her bedroom I heard raised
voices. I peered through a crack in the door and was shocked. My mum was laid on her bed and four men were surrounding her. Another man had a gun and was pointing it at her head. Why wasn’t she doing anything? True she had been
depressed ever since dad left
five years ago but still, what about me? I tried to go in to help but she used her
powers to keep me out the door, to remove my powers and silence me. More importantly though she masked my presence so the men couldn’t tell
I was there.
"Your husband told us where you were so now we’ve come to kill you," the leader grinned.
My genie senses kicked in and i knew they were telling the truth. He told them where we were?
I know he hated us but that’s a bit far right?
Sniffing I knew instantly that they were
werewolves.
"Where’s your daughter?" the leader asked.
"She died," my mum choked out.
The man growled and stepped forward. He forced my mum’s mouth open and rammed pills down her throat.
"Swallow," he snarled.
Obediently she swallowed and he chucked a bunch of pills around her. Then he pulled out a knife. Bending down he dragged it across her wrists and slit them wide open.
Blood poured out onto the bed and my
breath caught. The men smirked and
jumped out the window. I was stuck where I was for a few minutes till mum’s powers faded away. Overpowering her powers now they were weak enough I rushed into the bedroom. I bent down by her side and held onto her. Immediately i knew it, my mum’s dead. The men killed my mother. Tears poured down my face and I held onto her getting blood all over me.
"Mum," I choked out shaking her.
It was no use, she’s dead. I got up and
walked out the house. Crying I started to walk and walk. I didn’t know where I was going or when I was coming back. All I knew was to walk until I could walk no more.

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He moved away from the book in fear.He winched in pain as the pain on his palm grew.
What had he indulged himself in?What evil had he brought upon himself?
What was the way out?The way to prevent the greater trouble that may result from it?Destroy it.

Yes,that was it.He should destroy it.

He advanced to the spot where he had placed the book,the light that once illuminated the book making it possible for him to read it in darkness wasn't there anymore.He searched the floor blindly with his left hand but it was no more.

"Where?",he said aloud.A pang of fresh fear blew across him.
"What more evil would he be expecting?"
He stooped down and sat on the floor,thinking,shrieving.He thought of a million and one things that could happen if he slept.He couldn't,wouldn't.He stayed awake for hours until he unconciously drifted into sleep.

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The sound of a cock crowing from a distant woke him up.He staggered up.
"What had been thinking about before he slept?"
The answers didn't take long to come out of his brain.He quickly checked his palm to see the scar but gone it was.
"Was all that a dream?"
No,it couldn't be for he had felt the raw pain,the burning sensation.
"So where had it gone?"

He walked out of his,room,no prison.That's what he saw it out.But he couldn't understand.Why did his master Manterror hate him so much as to let him sleep in a room as deleterious as that.What had he done to deserve such a life not even meant for pigs?
He had heard from one of the cooks the situation surrounding his early days.He had been taken from an orphanage where his no-good LovePeddler of a mother had abadoned him.The Lord Manterror had seen him in one of his philanthropic visit to the orphanage.He had been lucky to have been spotted,or unlucky he thought.He would give everything to go back to that orphanage.
He walked towards the east end of the mansion and was about climbing the stairs that led to his master,Manterror's room when he heard a screeching sound.He spinned around at once but didn't see anything,or anyone.
His heart skipped a beat.He was sure that it wasn't a fragment of his wild immagination.He had heard it.

"Who's there?"

He got no reply.He took a second glance at the direction where he thought the sound had come from,still he saw nothing.He shrugged and moved on.He had hardly moved two steps when he heard the same sound.He swirled around at once to see the object glide out of sight.He paused and them decided to walk towards it.The end where the object had disappeared into was dark.He strained his eyes trying to make out the object in the dark.
"Move no closer!"

He paused.
"Who are you?"
"Just an informant.I've come to warn you of the impending danger lurking around this place.You life is in great danger.You have been marked for death.Save yourself,run away!"
"Bu...but to where...how.?why...who are you even?"

No reply.

He advanced forward.He swinged his hand as he went so he could maybe catch a piece of his cloth.But alas,he was gone.
He walked back and made towards his master's room.When he got there,he met a very angry Sir Manterror.
"Why are you late?"
"I was...em...I didn't..."
"....didn't wake up in time.Isn't it?Well well well,my charm,Gofrin has been complaining of your unruly behavior.He said he refused to make his bed yesterday and that you even make heat of him...."
"....but I never..."
"Oh shurup!You don't know the sacrifice I've had to pay for bringing you up.I give you my food,give you a place to lay your thick skull and a place to call home.One of these days,I'll have you thrown out.Maybe then you'll see how much of a help I have been."

Oh,how he wished he would just give that order.He'd the happiest person.Not having to work all day,eat once a day,endure Gofrin's naggings and Bullshits.He'd love that to his last breath.
But where would he go really?who'd be willing to take him in..who did he have in this place,or anywhere else.Twas the bitter truth;his master had really done a lot for him.

"For today,you will wash all the linens in the courtyard,scrub all the floors,polish the tables and chairs in the sitting room,and then fill the tanks with water."

He didn't know whether to cry or sob.It was way more work than was meant for someone his age.Filling the tanks alone would take more than half the day.He felt like killing himself.But what good would that do?It wouldn't stop the injustice.None cared.His death wouldn't cause so much as a blinking of Gofrin or Manterror's eyes.They would find a replacement for him the very next day.He had to be courageous.He braced himself and began moving towards the courtyard.


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11.45pm
He had just finished filing the tanks with water and still he hadn't tasted anything.He was so very tired.He dragged his now heavy body to the kitchen.The place had been cleared and he couldn't see any food.Then looked at the corner of a sink and saw something wrapped in tissue.He quickly took it.He opened it to find some piece of fried meat and bread.This hasn't been left there by mistake.Twas the chief cook,Mr Mutton.He had been everly so kind.

"Maybe he could let me in his home should I be thrown out",he thoughted.

He bit hard into the meat and hate very greedily.He had to gather enough strength for tomorrow.

Ten minutes later...

He was okay now and he walked tiredly to his sleeping zone where he would have to battle the cockroaches and mices with which he shared the place.

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