The curse Mated by alpha twins

The Scars She Hid From The World

REGINA MCBRIDE

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

Modern Revenge Scheming

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Keyla's POV

"What happened to her?"

"There was an accident. The car she was in was found at the bottom of a hill."

"Okay. What's her condition?"

"Just some cuts outside, but she seems to be having internal bleeding."

"Okay. Tell them to prepare for surgery. We'll have to operate on her before it gets worse."

"Was she alone?"

"No, she was with two other people."

"Where are they?"

The conversations were disturbing. I could hear noise everywhere. Blaring, crackling, creaking and thudding. I opened my eyes but blinked them back closed as the bright white lights from the ceiling penetrated.

I seemed to be moving on something. I struggled to open my eyes once more.

"Ouch," I winced as I tried to move my head. It hurt. Every single part of me hurts.

Finally, my eyes adjusted to the brightness. Slowly, I tilted my head and took in the surroundings. Everywhere was painted white-the ceiling and the walls. The people standing beside me, moving at the same pace as me, were also dressed in white.

"She's awake," Someone said. All eyes turned to me.

"Where am I?" I muttered. My voice sounded sore and weak.

"You're at the hospital," Someone answered.

At the hospital? No wonder they were in white. They were doctors.

"What... What the hell... Am I doing here?" I struggled to say the words.

The man next to me pulled out an injection from somewhere, analyzing the tip of the needle. "You were in an accident. But you don't have to worry because everything will be fine soon."

In an accident? The words kept playing in my head.

"How was that even possi..." Just then, something came to my mind. "Mom. Dad. Where are they?"

I looked from one person to the other, expecting an answer. But no one was ready to give it to me. I was about to ask again when a needle pierced into me without warning.

I winced.

"Don't worry Miss, you'll be fine."

I felt dizziness creeping in, tugging at me slowly. "But... But I want... To know... Where they..." Before I could complete the words, everything went black.

***

"Mom, come on. I'm sure Curtin is going to be happy when he sees us!"

Mom and Dad laughed. Dad was driving, while Mom was next to him. We were on our way to the White Moon Pack to meet Curtin, my big brother.

Mom tilted her head, looking at me. "Oh, Keyla! You might not know this, but your brother isn't the very open type. He would rather stay as far away from us as possible than even have breakfast with us."

I was confused. I knew Curtin wasn't always the smiling and affectionate type, but there was no way he wouldn't like being around his family. I mean, who wouldn't?

I smiled. "Well I'm sure when he sees us he is going to-Aw"

Mom turned to me. "What's up, baby? What's going on?"

"I don't Mom, I just feel a little bit..." All of a sudden I screamed.

"Baby what's going on?!"

"Is everything okay?!"

Mom and Dad yelled. They sounded frightened.

I couldn't explain the pain I was feeling inside. I opened my mouth and touched my teeth. There was blood on my gum. I felt something pricking it. Each tooth started falling off, getting replaced by longer canines and fangs. The pain was insane.

"Skies!" Mom yelled. "It's happening, Darling. She's shifting. You have to stop the car."

My eyes widened as I heard those words. But it wasn't possible. I was turning eighteen in two days. That was why we were going to see Curtin, so we would all be together. Why was it happening now?

I winced again. This time it was my fingers. My nails were falling off. I screamed as longer claws forced themselves out.

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