New Life by Cookie Chihuahua (ebook reader for pc .TXT) 📕

'What's wront honey?' my mother asked, turning around to look at me, concerned.

'Oh nothing' I replied 'Where does she live anyway?'

'In the middle of Liverpool.'

Now I know the females are supposed to be poor and live in run down places until the males are ready to find them, but this is just ridiculous. A tiny bungalow with peeling walls and a sagging fornt door. I couldn't imagine anyone liveing here. We all walked up to the door and knocked. A small woman in her late 40's peeked around the door.

'Ms Ellwood?' My father asked. She opened the door further and let us in.

'Come in, I've been expecting you.'

Lana's P.O.V.

I threw open the front door expecting people removing what little furniture we have left. Instead I found my mother and three other people sitting around the coffee table drinking tea. There was an older man and woman and a bou who looked arounf my age with sun - kissed skin, ash blonde hair that flopped down over his forehead and the greenest eyes she had ever seen, they were the colour of leaves. He was gorgeous. They all looked up as I came in.

'Lana -' My mother began.

'Who are they?' I demanded. I could feel the boy looking at my eyes; probably judging me. My mother sighed.

'This is Shane Caulton' she said pointing to the boy. 'He is to be your husband.'

Shane's P.O.V.

'he is to be your husband' her mother told her. I watched as her eyes widened. From this angle I could only see her right eye. It was a beautiful sea blue. She turned tp face be and I felt my own eyes widen. Here I was expecting a blue eyed goddess and yet here she stood, one eye a gorgeous blue and the other a lovely chocolate brown. I watched as she observed me observing her, then she spun back around to her mother.

'No' was all she said.

'Lana...' Her mother began.

'NO! I know them types of guys mum and I will not be forced to marry one!' And with that she ran out of the house. I got up and ran after her.

Lana's P.O.V.

He is to be your husband was all I could hear as I ran out of the house. After what happened with my father, I thought my mother would have been a bit more understanding, but apparently not. I could hear someone running after me but I didn't stop.

'Lana... Please.... Stop!' I heard someone yell. I ignored them. I didn't realise where I was running until I got there. The park. I hadn't  been here since my father left. I stopped so suddenly, that whoever was chasing me came barreling into me. I ended up face first in the grass with a very large, very heavy man on top. I didn't like the tingles I was feeling with him there.

'Get off!' I screamed. The body left and I sat up panting.

'Why... did... you... follow... me?' I asked

'Because... we need... to leave... and you still... haven't packed' Shane replied.

'Well too bad... because I am not leaving... with you.'

'You think I want this! He asked, anger written all over his face. 'You think I want to get married?'

'Well you're not doing anything to stop them.' I told him.

'I've tried, I've tried for almost a year now. That's why I came after you; there is no way to change their minds.' I looked up at him with tears in my eyes. His face instantly softened.

'Come on, lets get back.' He got up and offered me his hand. I looked at him, he arched his eyebrow. I grabbed his hand and let him pull me up. As we came nearer my house, I thought about before I ran off.

'Hey' I said softly, He turned around with a questioning look on his face.

'I'm sorry about the way I reacted before.'

'It's fine, I reacted way worse when I found out.' 

I smiled ' what did you do?'

'I may or may not have trashed my parents room in an act of revenge.' He replied laughing. We reached my front door. He pushed it open and held it as I went inside. My mother and Mr and Mrs Caulton all looked up and smiled.

'I'll go pack.' I mumbled as I began shuffling towards my bedroom door. I stopped as I reached the door.

'Hey, mum.' I asked

'Yes, Lana?'

'I don't have a suitcase.'

'I put my old one in your room.'

'Oh, thanks.' I replied as I went inside my room.

Going towards my wardrobe, I took everything out and put it inside the case. With all my clothes and shoes, It only filled half of it. Next I went over to my desk. I picked up the few books that I actually owned and stacked them in the case aswell. It still wasn't full. Looking around my room, I came to a stop. I don't know how I could have allmost forgotten my drawing equipment. Walking over to my desk, I grabbed the boxes of equipment and my sketchbooks. There I thought to myself. A full bag. I zipped up the case, keeping one of my sketchbooks and a pencil out. There was a knock on the door.

'Can I come in?' I heard Shane ask quietly.

'Yeah, I'm done now anyway'

He opened the door and looked at the small suitcase with a confused look on his face.

'Is that all you neeed, I could get a bigger case if you need one.'

'You're joking aren't you?' I said laughing 'I could bearly fill that!' He looked at me surprised.

'Well if you say so...?' He came over and grabbed the bag and began carrying it out of my bedroom. I followed him out and ran over to my mother.

'I'm going to miss you mum' I cried

'I'm going to miss you too baby, be a good girl for the Caulton's'

'I will.' I replied hugging her.

'I'll see you again at the wedding, I love you.'

I love you too mum.' I sniffled letting her go and went towards the car. Shane was there at the door holding it open for me. I slipped inside hugging my sketchbook and pencil to my chest. I suddenly remembered something.

'Mum?' I called from the car 'Remember to tell Zoey where I've gone and that I said goodbye.'

'I will Lana, don't worry.'

'Love you!'

Love you too!'

And with that we drove away.

Shane's P.O.V.

We started to pull away from her house. I looked over to Lana. She had her back to me, gazing out of the window. To her chest she was hugging a sketchbook and pencil. I was doing good. I've only known her for an hour and I already knew she liked to draw. My mother shifted around in her seat to look back at us.

'Hello, Lana, I'm Amy Caulton, but you can just call me Amy and this lazy oaf here is my husband Paul.'

'Hey!' My dad smiled. This is what I loved about my parents. They would constantly insult eachother mockingly but always knew the other was joking. I looked over to Lana. She was smiling at my mother. God, I loved that smile. It made me want to pull her over here and... wait NO! I hated this. I didn't want a wife or mate. I think i've had a bit too much excitement for one day. I leant my head against the window and tryed to sleep.

Lana's P.O.V.

I had been in the car for a couple of hours now. I looked over at Shane who was still asleep. I don't know how he does it. I can never sleep in any kind of vehicle. His mother was also asleep. I looked out of the window to see if we were still on a flat road. Yep we were. I lent over towards Paul and asked

'Are we going to be on flat road for a while?'

'Yes, Lana, we are... why?' He looked at my puzzeled though the car mirror.

'I just wanted to know if it was safe for me to draw.' I replied smiling

'You draw?'

'Yes, I've always loved it.'

'My wife loves art. Never good at producing it but loves to look at it.' He said laughing.

'Okay, thanks.' I smiled as a I lent back and picked up my sketchbook.

I had been drawing for over an hour when I felt Shane lean over me.

'What are you doing?' he asked, his voice cracking from just waking up.

'Drawing.' I reply, not bothering to look up. I can feel his father smiling.

'You draw?'

'Hmmhm'

'What are you drawing?' He and his father both ask. I laugh.

'My mother.' I felt Shane leaning over for a better look.

'Wow.' He sounded genually surpriesd 'That's really good.'

'Thanks' I reply smiling

'Lana, we are coming up to a bumpy road in a few minutes; Just a warning.' Paul calls back to us. I put my sketchbook away. About 10 minutes later we pull up to a house. No. Not a house. A manison.

'Welcome to your new home Lana.'

Shane's P.O.V.

'Welcome to your new home Lana.' I whispered to her smiling. Her eyes were as round as saucers. I laughed quietly to myself. She was cute when she was shocked.

And she's all ours  My wolf growled. I stopped abruptedly.

No I told my wolf She's not

Yes she is, she is ours

NO

MATE  My wold growled to me

She may be our mate I told him But it doesn't mean she's ours, She isn't ours until I mark her and I won't be doing that anytime soon.

My wolf snarled

She still thinks she's human, do you think she would react well if  I just went up to her and bit her? I asked him dumbfounded.

There was silence.

Exactly

I went to get out of the car when I looked back and saw Lana still looking shocked. I reached back and shook her.

'Hey Lana, you gonna sit there all