Secrets of the Unity (Available on Inkitt)

Trevor

The air was tense as June stared Tyler down with her signature death glare. It was no secret to anyone who knew her that his question angered her. And the deep breath that she took confirmed it. Kyson and I knew she was about to go off.

Although Liv's never voiced her disdain for Todd, she always has for Tyler and Sage. Every time we spoke on the phone while we were away, she'd say something like; "I don't know why you're friends with those jackasses! They don't deserve your friendship after everything they did! They don't deserve your kindness!" Kyson and I would just brush her aside, telling her that we knew what we were doing and that we trusted them, and to let it go. As you can see, she never did. But honestly, who could blame her?

Whenever we'd come home with a split lip or a black eye in high school because of Sage and Tyler, OJ was there to patch us up. There was even a time when she tried to tell Conner about the abuse, but we stopped her before she could. Don't get me wrong, we would have said something, but we knew the consequences that we'd face if we did, so we kept our mouths shut.

Deciding to keep our abuse on the hush, hush was one of the hardest decisions that Kyson and I have ever had to make. Not just because we were in pain every week from the beatings, but because our depression had gotten worse.

Our depression got so bad that we started having thoughts about suicide and self-harm, and sometimes we tried to act on them.

The number of times Kyson and I tried to slit our wrists with silver blades or poison ourselves with wolfsbane were endless. Thankfully, OJ was there to stop us every time and bring us back to our senses with words of encouragement and support. She'd given us hope for the future; a future we didn't know if we wanted to live. Liv had been our rock for the three years that we attended Mountain-Hills High, and to this day, she still is. And for that, I will forever be grateful and loyal to her.

I've always admired the fire that burned in her heart at such a young age. I was in awe of it, honestly. My entire life I've aspired to be as strong as Olivia; I envy her.

Truth be told, I had a major crush on her back then; I still do. I'm in love with her. I don't know how to explain it, but I've always had this feeling deep down that I was meant to be with her. I firmly believe that June could be my mate. However, I don't think she feels the pull as much as I do. I wouldn't even be surprised if she thought of me as a brother and nothing more. The only way to be certain would be to wait for her birthday in three months. And once she shifts, I'll know for sure, so until then, I'll watch from a distance.

Ishar, my wolf, yipped in approval of my plan. He thinks Olivia is our mate too. How I hope he's right.

I hope I'm right too, bud. I hope I'm right too. Ishar mumbled.

Bringing me back to the present, OJ cleared her throat and spoke. "Tell me something, Estevez... How many times did you go home with a split lip and a black eye in high school?" She crossed her legs, narrowing her eyes at Tyler. He was confused and shocked by her question.

"Pardon?" Tyler asked. He wasn't expecting that from her.

"You heard me. How many times did you go home with a split lip and a black eye in high school?" June paused for a second to let Tyler think about it.

When he provided no answer, she continued for him. "Since you're a little lost, why don't I answer that for you..." She said sarcastically. "You didn't. Your high school experience was lovely! You were the captain of the basketball team, you had a hot girlfriend, and everyone praised you. The same goes for you too, Sage," Olivia said calmly, sending glares in both their directions as they looked at her in utter confusion.