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Evangeline woke up from that hellish nightmare; she absolutely hated reliving the day her whole life changed. She was just sixteen years old, her seventeenth was only a week away; her father, Christian, promised her that they could go to Florida to celebrate. That day she already packed her suitcase since they will be there for a week. She was feeling a little nervous, her father hinted to her that they may not be able to go, and she hoped that he wouldn't change his mind.

The day was like every day, her father went to work at nine, and she sat around the house and clean, went food shopping, and took a short nap. At four she started to cook dinner, five-forty her father came in, took a quick shower and would sit at the dining table and eat dinner. They would then go into the living room and discuss how their day went, watch a few shows, and retire to bed at nine. That night it was different; it was eleven at night when there came a session of loud bangs on their front door.

Evangeline jumped up from her bed, wrapped her robe tightly around her thin frame, stuffed her feet into her slippers, and exited her room. The hall was dark, and she bumped her right hip into the nightstand, she let a few curses while she rubbed her hip. The banging stopped and Evangeline wondered if the stranger had left, she waited for a few seconds to see if he or she would knock again, and the person did, this time more loudly and they were yelling this time.

As she walked to the end of the hall and made a right, before she got to the door her father raced right past her and yanked the front door open. She saw that it was three men, all in suits; two of them looked to be of a muscular build while the other looked lanky. They pushed her father aside and made their way into the house, with her father shutting the door behind the thin one.

"Evie, go back to your room," her father turned to her; she could see a flicker of fear in his eyes.

Evangeline nodded her head okay, before she could say goodnight, one of the muscular men said in his thick Italian accent. "No, stay," he turned to her father. "I think you know why we are here. The boss gave you five chances to repay him back; you get no more chances Papillion."

Evangeline didn't even notice the other muscular man approaching her until she felt his large callused hand on her upper left arm. He dragged her only two feet so that she was facing her father, the man that was talking was now behind her father, pinning his hands behind his back; the man that had her now pinned her arms behind her back.

"Please don't do this," her father begs the short man as he pulled a baseball bat out of his jacket. "Please don't harm my daughter, she's innocent, just let her go, she won't say anything."

The thin man didn't say anything, he only had a slight smirk in her face; he walked over to Evangeline, her heart was racing and her breathe was quickened. He father screamed no, and she didn't understand why because the baseball bat was still at his side. A second later she now understood why he yelled, she felt a piercing pain in her abdomen; she looked down and saw a dagger protruding from where she felt the pain at.

Her mouth drop and she began to shake, she looked up at her father and saw that he was crying, before she could fully register the fact that she been stabbed, she felt a sharp pain on her left side, the thin man was now hitting her with the baseball bat. The muscular man let her go and she dropped down to the ground; the thin man kept hitting over and over again with the bat, all over her body. He finally stopped, she heard a groan, and right before she blacked out she watch as they drag her father out the house.

Evangeline knew she was going die, there was no way she was going to be found alive; she had accepted her death, so it was pretty much a shock when she woke up. A man with bronze color hair was smiling down at her, he caressed her cheek and she flinched away from her. The man told her that his name was Jean-Marie, and that he was her four times great grandfather. She instantly believed him, he had no reason to lie to her, plus how would he know her great grandfather name. He explained, where she was at, the basics of being a lycan, and he told her that she been asleep for the past four days.

Evangeline groaned, grabbing a pillow from the left of her and placed it over her dace, enjoying the coolness. After two minutes she removed, she rolled in her bed until she reached the edge to check the time; it was five minutes before six. She turned it off before it had the chance to go off; she swung her legs over the edge of her bed, she ran her fingers through her curls before she made her way to the bathroom.

It was ten minutes before seven and Evangeline was seated at the transportation station, waiting for the others to come. Dressed in jeans, a navy hoodie and sneakers, Evangeline didn't care what she looked like; she was going to be on the bus for who knows how long and she wanted to be comfortable not cute.

Her eyes were close, but she was on alert; she heard footsteps coming near her, her eyes snapped open and she swiveled her head to the right and saw Percy approaching. She bit back a whimper that was forming in her throat, gods knows how bad she wanted him, but there was no way she would be with him, even though she was pretty sure he was her mate, she just have to fight back those feelings.

Percy sat down next to her, his cinnamon scent made Evangeline shivered; she wanted to be in his arms so bad right now. She bit on her bottom lip hard and faced forward, trying her hardest to ignore him and his scent. "Good morning Evangeline," Percy spoke after a minute of silence.

"Good morning," Evangeline balled her fist up in her pockets.

"Did you sleep well?" Evangeline looked at Percy, he was smiling.

"Yes, and you?"

"I slept great."

Evangeline didn't reply back, she just sat in silence; at the corner of her eye she saw him fidgeting with his fingers. "Evangeline, why do you hate me so much?" She didn't know how to respond to that; it wasn't that she hated him, she just don't like men getting so close to her, besides her grandfather.

"Why do you care if I hate you or not son of Poseidon?"

Percy looked at Evangeline like she was crazy, did she really just say that. "Come on Evangeline, I know you know that we are mates; just yesterday when I pinned you on the mat you offered me your neck, you wanted me to mark you."

"That was a moment of weakness," she told him, not even looking at him.

"Evangeline we are mates for gods sake, you can't keep pushing me away."

"Are you telling me what to do?"

"What? No, of course not. Why won't you let me in?"

Before Evangeline could respond the others finally showed up, Percy sighed, right when he was having a somewhat of a normal conversation with her they have to show up. Percy stood up from his seat, Evangeline looked at him in the eyes, and this time they were soft, not hard. Evangeline walked ahead of him, a low growl escaped his lips, she turned around to look at him, and an amused smile was her lips. Percy couldn't believe that actually happen, he need to control himself when he's around her, especially on this mission.

The drive to Drekeal was a long; they pulled off from the station at fifteen minutes after seven and didn't arrive until five minutes after noon. As they pulled up to their hotel Percy got up from his seat and woke his partner up, before he exited the bus. Percy looked around, the hotel was more like a motel; it reminded him of the ones he seen in movies. The sign was messing a letter and he saw that it was leaning against the right side of building; some of the windows were busted open, doors were messing.

"Oh you got to be kidding me," Percy heard Chase groaned behind him. "I thought it would be somewhat nice, but I guess with the name 'The Hotel' I should of expected this."

"Quit your whining Pierce," Evangeline walked in front of them. "Look at it this way, the quicker we are there searching for those sick bastards, the faster we can get back to the bus and be on our way back to Arturo."

Chase sighed but followed after her; Percy nearly threw up in his mouth from the smell of the female behind the desk. Her pale skin looked dirty, like she haven't washed in months; her mousy brown hair was all over the place; Percy could of sworn he saw a rat run across her shoulder then down to the ground. She smelled like year old seafood that tried to mask her order with overdoing it with the perfume.

After they checked in they were relieved that the rooms they reserved smelled clean and were mostly clean. They had to share three rooms; Evangeline always had a room of her own since she is the only girl, the captain and the head of the unit share one room, while the other five shared a room.

Captain Smith, only giving them three hours to rest, banged on both doors and told them to be dressed accordingly and go to his room to discuss their tactics.

As usual Evangeline was the first one in the room; she was sitting in a mud brown chair next to the window. Percy stood behind the chair she was sitting in, with his back pressed against the wall; he heard her sigh, he didn't need to look down and know that she rolled her eyes at him.

"Now that we all are here," the captain began, as Joshua Brone closed the door behind him. "The site that the Laurney are at is only three miles from this location; if you noticed when we pulled up that to the left of the building are woods, we will be going through there. Alright, let's move out, I can't take staying in this place any longer." A few people snorted.

Percy was in the middle of the group; up front was Captain Smith, Frank, and Evangeline; she was up there because of how great her hearing was and also because of her mother being a nature goddess. They were only a half a mile away from the site when Evangeline stopped and held up her hand. Her head cocked ever so slightly to the right then the left, she turned around so that she was facing everyone; she made a circle with her finger. Percy recognized the signal; they are surrounded.

A/N: Just want to thank everyone that followed/favorite this story; it means a lot. Thank you again.

Robloxian121- I took your suggestion and edited the first chapter by shortening the paragraphs. Thanks for that.

Allen r- It's not a Annabeth betrays Percy, you'll see in coming chapters.