It was a cold night but Stephen was warmed by the memory of seeing Helena in the morning at college. He tried his best to play it cool but he wanted to be with her from the onset. For now, he would have to lay low.
Which was saying a lot as he was living in his family mansion. It was unoccupied by a family member for decades but the house servant Alfred kept it clean and liveable.
"How was the first day of college, Master Stephen?" Alfred asked.
"It was good, Alfred." Stephen said. "Thanks for asking."
Stephen was about to enter his bedroom when Alfred told him that a visitor was awaiting him.
Perplexed, Stephen entered the room wondering who even had heard of him moving back to the family mansion. It was none of than-
"Damien!" Stephen exclaimed.
"Surprised to see me, little brother?" Damien asked with a devilish grin.
Both brothers had almost the same height with Stephen being an inch taller. While Stephen had auburn hair, Damien's hair was jet black.
"What do you want?" Stephen crossed his arms. "And how did you find out I was here?"
In a flash, Damien was in front of Stephen and held his shoulders. "I am here for the little wolf, you know I saw her first, don't ya?"
Stephen shoved Damien, the latter then shoved his younger brother. The older sibling then threw Stephen against the back wall and bricks crumbled. Stephen was lying on his back, in the cold, outside.
"W-what do you want, Damien?" Stephen tried getting up but he had just been through a wall, literally.
"I want Jenna."
"That's not even her name."
"Whatever."
And with that, Damien disappeared into thin air.
***
Dear Diary,
Is Stephen my fated mate?
Helena was on a park bench writing in her diary. She was seemingly alone until Damien showed up seated next to her.
"Hey, stranger." Damien called.
"Hi." Helena was taken aback but she remembered the jet-black-haired guy. "I remember you. From a few weeks ago. You were drunk."
"Maybe I still am." Damien said with a wink.
They started chatting like old buddies with Stephen watching with a frown from afar.
***
It was recess. Helena was putting her books back in her locker, when Sally shut it loudly.
"Stay away from my man, Helena." Sally said with a raised finger.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Helena tried to move away from Sally but the latter interrupted her. "I'm talking about Stephen."
"He's not your man."
"Yet." Sally said with her arms crossed against her chest. "You want a piece of this?"
Everyone in the hallway stopped to look at the scene unfold. As much as her human side wanted to ignore Sally, her wolf demanded the opposite. So, she shoved Sally and the latter went skidding backwards across the floor.
Gasps and shouts were heard everywhere.
Sally was sitting up, expecting an apology, but Helena ignored and then walked past her rival.