Let me explain. 


It was Sunday. We were at the packhouse eating dinner that Darling and I had made, when my father, Bennett, told us he had gotten some serious news and wanted to talk to us after dinner, me included. He had eyed me especially, with a worried expression. Which wasn’t normal for him, I had to wonder what was up.
 Normally I kept my butt out of pack business if I could and it never directly involved me. Unless I had caused a bit of chaos which i hadn't done anything in awhile since the bonfire incident.         
I was just a pack warrior, not really ranked or anything. Even with me being one of the Alpha’s daughters, it didn't put me in the rank. I was a good warrior, not the best, but the fastest. So normally, the meetings were for my brothers, being the next Alpha, Beta and Delta. Of course others are usually involved but you get my point. I didn't hear anything unless it was with the rest of the pack’s warriors. Or one of my brothers leaked. Cough, cough, Kelvin.
I looked to my brothers for clues but they looked just as confused as I was. I had turned to Darling but she just kept her head down, pushing her food around her plate. I looked at my father once more. He just continued to eat, eyes casted down at his plate. They both avoided my glaze. Way to drop a ticking time bomb on us during dinner, but then we did have a habit of running off after dinner, me and my brothers. Me especially since I started seeing someone on the off and on again. I’ll talk about that guy later. So don't freak out just yet, save the squeals. Okay maybe squeal or something but wait.
Back to the story, Dara, feeling the tension rising, started talking about how she missed school, and hated that she still had three months of summer to deal with. It had been only one week since school ended, and she was already bored. She had claimed at the time. Kelvin just groaned. For him, he would rather never go back to school, ever again. Darling told him he only had one more year. They sat and argued about why he needed to go and finish. 
I smiled, listened to my family bricking each other, and ate my food slowly. I would casually look at my father from time to time. He kept his eyes away from me, it meant it was really bad news. I wondered if my old pack found out I was here. I felt my palms start to sweat, my stomach rolled and I was unable to eat. 
What could we do? My father assured me that he would never give me back to them. That they would war over me if they had to. I don't doubt that if it had come to that, my father would, but it would destroy their long standing alliance. All because of me. I wound up stuck in my thoughts for the rest of dinner. I don't want to go back but I also didn't want a war to start over me. There had to be another way.
Afterwards, we all minus Dara who was still 10 and Darling, who already knew what was gonna be discussed, headed up stairs, while they went outside. Darling had given me a sad smile before walking out. Apparently she and my father had a meeting with the Elders and the other ranked wolves earlier the day about said topic. There was an urgent letter that came that morning, and three more were sent out before we even woken up that day.
I stood there on the stairs, looking at the door then up to the office where we were to meet up. I thought about just bolting and ignoring this as long as possible. Very cowards of me, but if it involves me, it isn't gonna be good. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and looked to see my father. He gave me a quick hug before pulling me with him up the stairs. 
“Come now.. You need to know what is happening...” he told me. I sighed and walked up with him. 
We went to his office. Darren stood at the back of the room with his arms crossed over his wide chest, face expression blank. Walsh sat down on a stool by the book shelf, he had already picked out a heavy book and was browsing through its pages. Me and Kelvin took the plush chairs in front of my father’s desk, he sat with one leg dangled over the armrest. He tried his best to kick my arm, asking what trouble I did this time. I grabbed his foot and pushed it hard enough to make him swing into his seat the right way.
 My father of course took his chair behind his desk. We waited for him to speak first, no one wanting to distract him from the reason why we were there. We were a cut to the point kind of family when we spoke, only it took us forever to get to the speaking part.
He finally took a deep breath and slowly released it.
“War is on the horizon... We received a letter from the Blue Stone pack, they’ve already attacked the smaller surrounding packs, taken one major pack, the Gray Storm pack, and are wanting our lands now. He wants a meeting in two months to discuss us either joining him willfully... or pushing on with the war.. We of course already know where we stand.... ” He let that news sink in. It wasn’t shocking news, we knew the Blue Stone pack was on a rampage, claiming lands and packs for the last year and half.
 Blue Stone pack, had just gotten a new Alpha through teeth and blood. Which meant, he killed the previous Alpha. There wasn’t much known yet about the new Alpha, only that he was making a lot of trouble.  The other packs were worried about him. Thinking that he wants to control the whole North American continent. They were talking about stopping him somehow but not everyone wanted to war with him. Something about the Alpha doesn't sit well with the other packs.  As it was, he must be drunk on the new found powers of the Alpha’s, he decided he wanted the largest pack in North America. And our lands are the biggest in North America.
So we knew this was coming, that we would be either asked or dragged into a war, but not this soon. We thought we had just a bit more time, but with a letter officially giving very little choice, the time had shortened. Two month for a meeting we knew was the starting date for war. We needed to start thinking about strategy, more training sessions, and talks about border protection. But this wasn't the only news my father had for us that day. This was why I was in that room that day.
“So, we were to have a meeting with some packs that were our allies in the past and see if they would lend us their help again.” he said after some time. I felt my blood pressure rise from the sudden anger, but my stomach dropped out of fear. Hope you guys remember something I had mentioned before. I felt the anger burn through me again, so intense as if it had been waiting to spring again. I clutched at the arm of the chair I was in, and clawed the arms of it. 
My father pressed his lips together, unsure what to tell me to calm me. Not that anything would have calmed me. All my brothers also looked furious too. They all knew what it meant, they knew that the Mountain pack was coming in a few days. The Mountain pack was one of our allies, the Mountain pack was also my old pack.
It meant I'd had to see Emmett again. And he was the Alpha.
Please be outraged, I know I was.
         They waited for me to calm down but I was having a hard time with it. So many emotions played through me at once. Anger, fear, guilt, shame, indignation, and despair. Anger at the world, the Goddess for forcing this one on me and my family, so angry that that pack was still around, angry for not being strong enough to just do something about it. Fear that I would be the cause of my pack’s downfall, or being taken away somehow. Guilt that I brought this to my new family and pack, guilt for putting my father in this postion. Shame that I wasn't stronger, that I couldn't change it and how I wanted to just run away. Indignation because I'm a child and thought the world should be fair, when I know full well that it isn’t. Despair knowing I'd have to face what I had ran from so many years ago.
To calm myself before turning halfway, and tearing the room apart and everyone in it, I had tired to think about it in a good way. This was a chance to see how he and his pack was fairing considering he is still unmated. If the Alpha was unmated, then it meant he was unstable. They generally they had higher sex drive, so unless he took a slut, he must be unstable. Usually meant that the pack was unstable as well. Not that I kept tabs on him, but I heard things through the grapevine. Cough cough, Darling. I wanted to hear that their pack didn't exist anymore, but the news never came. Nope, not at all, especially I'm guessing since we're asking his pack for help in a war. So much for calming down.
I looked at my father and he sighed, looking very tired just then. I felt tears stinging my eyes. I knew I was acting like a child, and it wasn't fair to my father, or our pack, but it didn't stop my feeling getting the better of me. I don't want him to choose between me or the pack. I also didn't want to be put in this position either. I didn't want to cause a problem. He wouldn't be putting me in this position if we didn't need their help... but our pack does, and my father was asking me to allow it or damn the alliance... Damning our whole pack..
Damn it.
So my father told us about what he knew of the Mountain pack, so we could understand why we needed them. What he knew was a lot, but never shared any of this because I didn’t want to hear good news for them. So he had kept it to himself. I’m such a child. I needed to stop running.
So the Mountain pack were having a hard time, and it had been happening even when I was there. The former Alpha, Judo, had made a mess of everything. He had let his drinking out of hand. He allowed his army to get sloppy and lazy. There was hardly any money, and a lot of the pack were starving. There weren't regular hunts, and if there were any, it all went to Alpha Judo and his new ranked wolves, who happened to be rogues that he took a liking to when they had crossed into his lands. They didn't share. And the pack mambers weren't allowed to leave, or else be punished like my mother or killed on the spot. Apparently my mother wasn't the only one to suffer and die in that pack. 
Then Alpha Emmet took over the pack, it had changed for the better. He made a lot of changes, starting with getting rid of the rogues. Then he became stricter on training sessions, and beefing up their pack. Their warriors were to be feared again, which was impressive given the short time. Their financial situation was steady once more, he had rebuilt the businesses they used to have. Opened the hunting rights, and fishing was getting big in his pack. Even established ways for individuals to run their own small businesses via the internet. He personally helped rebuild homes, schools and such that were trashed during his father’s reign.
They were being returned to their former glory. And not once Alpha Emmett asked his allies for help, even though he could have. He did in fact reach out to my father and his other allies, stating who he was and if there was anything they needed, he was willing to stand at their sides, for whatever they needed. The Mountain pack was a pack to be respected again. Alpha Emmett had turned the whole pack around. He was known as kind and generous Alpha, better than what his father was. He reached out to his pack and lifted families up from that ruin that his father had done. He was on the steady rise to becoming one of the most respected Alpha in the North American continent.
 It didn't make me feel better. Damn them. 
        Though I was surprised, this was the first I was hearing about all this. I didn’t know the pack was already in a state of ruin, that it was ready to topple over with a little push. That Alpha Judo was ruining it, would have made it seem more likely, yet I never would've guessed it. Then again I was rarely allowed to attend events, or pack meetings. I was kept in that little cabin behind the packhouse. I was also forced to drop out of school. Again though, there was never talk about pack business at school either.
        I was so caught up in my own problems, I never thought to stop and think of anyone else. Of the pack. Would I have seen the same pain on my former pack members that I felt? How many had suffered like I did? How many lost their parents did like I did? How many were abused like I was? How many had to take the abuse like I had to?
 Why hadn't my mother ever said anything? Or was she in the dark like I was? I doubt that's what it was... but why didn't she say anything?
I looked at my father, he at me. He might have guessed the thought in my head, he slowly shook his head. He didn't know if my mother knew. I was still so angry. I was shaking. And I felt burning inside me, I wanted to let it out somehow.
 He looked torn. I know this was a difficult situation to put him in. I just couldn't control my emotions. As Alpha he had to think about the pack first, but as a father, he thought of me first. I knew that. 
"Eve... I know.. I know but we need allies, we have three, but only two have responded to my letters... Alpha Emmett told me he would do anything to help our pack... I asked long ago if you wanted me to take care of it... I still can take care of it sweetie if you really want me to... Though now isn't a great time honey. Not with the Blue Stone pack coming after us. The Elder said we would need the Mountain pack’s help in this war with the Blue Stone pack...” If we didn’t need them, he wouldn't have bothered with the Mountain pack. That we needed them told me a lot of the situation that our pack was facing with the coming war. “Let’s go to the meeting.. if he makes a scene or tries to harm you in any way, then we will drop our alliance with them and deal with them at another time."
I took a deep breath, held it and slowly released it. It only calmed me down a little bit. I am not used to talking still but suddenly feeling uneasy and nervous made it so much harder to speak, not to mention the rage that was burning inside me. I wasn’t sure what I wanted. Yes he did offer to deal with them when I first came into the pack. At the time I just wanted to be rid of them entirely. Leave them to their own ruin, as I had hoped would happen. Not that it did in the end. I wanted to forget them.. Not that I could, they still haunted my dreams.
 Plus I hadn't wanted to make my father wage a war for my sake, the pack was important to him and now to me. I just thought there wasn’t gonna be a need to ever have to deal with my former pack. The Northern American wolf packs had been peaceful for over a 100 years. How were we to know that the new Alpha of the Blue Stone pack was gonna try and claim all our lands for his own? What is his end game...
I got up and started to pace, thinking. My father was right to call on his allies, we would need them. Where we were bigger physically in size, and our territory was the biggest but the Blue Stones outnumbered us, 10 to 1. And they weren’t pushovers, they were a foe to fear. They’ve now taken over some of the smaller packs around their territory in no time flat. And one major pack, the Gray Storm pack that were known to be skilled warriors, had an army of gifted fighters which was rare. Meaning they could control a bit of magic. Some even pledge themselves to the Blue Stone pack now. So it meant he had an even bigger pack we had to worry about. It was all bad. Not much of a choice.
I couldn't let my own personal feelings cloud my judgement. It was for the safety of our pack. And after everything they have given me, I couldn't let them be in danger, just because of my feelings towards my former pack. Let go and live right?  I was just thankful my father gave me a say in it, and was still willing to drop kick Emmett to the curb if he acts up. Even if this has meant the pack’s safety is at risk.
Plus, for all I knew, we were over reacting. Maybe they didn't care anymore. Maybe they had forgotten about me by then. Maybe me leaving wouldn't matter anymore to Emmett. Maybe he really has changed, and he’ll leave me be. Maybe he won't even look twice at me. A girl could hope, as small as it was. 
“Okay dad.... Let's see how the meeting goes then...” I finally said. He smiles, gets up, around the desk, and walks over to me, giving me a tight hug.
“Don't worry honey, you're not alone anymore, and you're so much stronger now....,” he tells me gently, petting my head, I smile and hug him back. How I wished he was always there in my life. 
It was okay, I had everything I could want. I could deal with seeing my old pack. Hopefully they wouldn't recognize me . It has been three years and my hair is longer with dye streaks of red. I was cuvry then but cuvier now that I've gotten to eat and put on good weight. I filled out in all the right places, my face filled out as well, I no longer looked like the walking dead with boobs with an ass. And like i mentioned, they might not even care, it had been three years since I had left. There wasn’t an APB on my whereabouts. And being allies that would have been a message asking if they saw me. Maybe it would be alright. Yea right...
I pulled away from my father and said to him “I’ma gonna go for a run. Kinda need to prepare myself i think..” he nodded and let go.
“Want us to join you sis?” Darren spoke up. Walsh stood up, closing his book.
“I could come too...” he said, placing the book back on the shelf.
“Count me out.. She's gonna go supernova and out run us again...” Kelvin smirked at me. I lightly bonked him on the head with a closed fist. He in turn smacked my arm away. He got a smile out of me, which I knew was his goal.
“I kinda wanna be alone for a bit. And the shrimp is right, I’ma try to outrun the wind today... How about you guys come find me in an hour and we’ll take a light run from where I am back home, we can also talk then, uh?” They nodded at me, knowing they wouldn't be able to keep up with me.
“Well let us know if you need us sooner, we might not be faster than the wind, but we’ll reach you as fast as possible.” Walsh hugged me the tightest. I smiled, happy to have my family. 
I headed downstairs, deciding that I would take the back door though the kitchen, as it was closer to the woods anyhow. As I passed the kitchen on my way out, Darling handed me a small bag of cookies. Orange chocolate, my favorite. 
“Thanks for the cookies. I really appreciate it.” I tell her, taking a bite out of one.
“I figured you might need something in your stomach then what little you ate during dinner for your run.” she smiled, washing dishes, as an omega dried. I bared my neck to her, and headed out. She knew me so well.
I munched on the treats until I was deep enough in the woods. I stripped out of my shorts and tank top I had worn that day. I put the bag of cookies in between them, hoping nothing would get into it. I stretched, reaching over my head, stretching out my legs, before shifting. It felt like tingles, then live wires, a little bit of pain as my bones moved and popped, melted and formed and then grew and found new places. Thick fur grew over my skin, I felt my face elongated, my ear grew upwards and longer it seemed. My tail bone grew out as well, wagging behind me. I was covered in a mixture of black and rusty brown fur, a little bit of red streaks here and there.
My wolf was happy, ready to run. She had been quiet through the meeting and wondered if she decided to sleep through it. Probably had, damn bitch. I would have to inform her of what is to come. I had no idea what she was gonna think about it. She’ll probably be upset.
We trotted at first, warmup before we really started. We trotted until we were on a well used trail I had made. Then I began to pick up speed. Soon we were going full blast through the woods. This first part of the trail was just a straight shot before turning into more of an obstacle course before turning into a shot again and so on. I loved this part, for a few seconds it felt like I really could shift into the wind and fly off. How I wished to be able to shift into air and fly away. Be nothing more.
 I entered the next part of the trail. I jumped over fallen logs, climbed over boulders, and hopped from rock to rock over the streams, loving the feeling of almost soaring over them.  Really letting myself really feel the world around me. The wet ground under my paws as I dug in deeper with every stroke, pushing me faster. Kicking up the dead leaves, and some small pebbles. The smell of the pines and vegetation all around me, a few wild flowers that were in bloom, the smell of the heavy river nearby. 
Forgetting about the coming days. Ignoring the past days of an old me that never was allowed this much freedom. The old me that tries to pull me down a dark hole and never let me out. I just wanted to forget I was human for a while. Forget being me for a while. I pushed myself harder further, soon I was running alongside the Grand River. I heard the rushing waters, roaring and crashing into rocks, as I sped past. Felt the spray of the water on my body, cooling it. The smell of the freshness it brought. I ran past a family of deer that stopped by to try and drink in the calmer parts of the river. They jumped and moved out of my way, scaring them. Their movements were almost graceful, as if they were dancing. Until one ran into a tree.
I ran, I could have ran forever, my mind on just running, forgetting the world for a second. Then I was tackled from the side. So lost in my freedom that I failed to realize I was being followed, stalked. A large grey and white wolf pinned me down, he growled over me, his blue eyes blazing with lust. I rolled my eyes and quickly used my hind legs and threw him over me, where he landed on his head. I rolled shifting apart way into my human form smoothly, leaving fur on my lower half, but leaving my breasts exposed.
“Brandon!” I yelled at him. Brandon shifted all the way, laughing as he got up. He rubbed the top of his head.  
“Hey for once I got you... man you must’ve really been in the zone this time. That's dangerous...  took everything to catch up to you, ended up taking a shorter route..” he was panting heavily. “What's up? I thought we were going to go to the human town and I don't know.. Actually hang out? Maybe mess around in my favorite way.... I came by the packhouse and the Luna told me you went to the woods. I gotta say I’m a little hurt, my dearie.” with a goofy smile, he walked over to me, leaning down he kissed me. I kissed him back. My wolf growled at that, unhappy of my affections for a guy that wasn’t my mate of any kind. 
I did say I was gonna talk about the guy I was kinda, sort of, seeing right? Well Brandon, was a tall lean jerk that was my first friend outside my family. He had shaggy dirty blond hair, copper eyes, and a face filled with freckles that made him seem boyish rather than manish. He was light skinned, not exactly pale though. Sweet with a bit of a dramatic jerk in him. Probably why I liked him. We had met after I was accepted into the pack, before the ranked wolves and the elders. I started roaming around the territory around the packhouse on my own.
I had gone to the training grounds to see how they were. He saw me first during his training and right afterwards, he came right up to me. By passing everyone that had wanted to talk to him. He said he was bored with them, needed to bother someone new. I looked like the perfect person to bother. I had laughed at that and the rest was history. We had an on and off again romance. We didn't mind, we knew any day, we’d met our mates. So it wasn't any hard feeling if it happened. So long as we stayed friends. And he was my best friend.
My wolf hated him. Couldn't stand him or his wolf, whenever it peeked out. She didn't understand how I could love someone that wasn’t my mate. She scolded me a few times, telling me to leave him, and wait for our true mate. I swear she lives in la la land somewhere in the back of my head. She wasn’t the only one that thought I could do better than Brandon. It was a shared feeling my father had. He disapproved of Brandon, before we started dating and hated him even more since I was dating him. 
“You just gonna smile at me and not tell me anything? Fine... but I'd rather be doing something else..”he says looking me up and down. 
Before I could protest, he had me pinned to the ground, his naked body rubbing up against mine. The fur only protected me so much. He pulled my legs open, warped them around his waist, and peered down at me with that continued lust in his eyes. I moaned, liking where this was going but I hated that I had to stop it. Mainy I needed to tell him what was happening and explain why I needed time to myself. Not to mention Darren and Walsh were probably coming after me soon. No need to traumatize them. Again. 
“Get off of me you crazed wolf... My brothers will be looking for me soon... I don't think they need to see us doing it again... Last time they wouldn't speak to me for a week, and even then they wouldn't look me in the eye for a month.. And I’ma need them this coming week.” he groaned and just laid on top of me hugging me. I wrap my arms around him and play with a lock of his hair. It was soft, like a feather. I used it to tickle the back of his neck, he growled playfully at me.
“Eve... just mindlink them and tell them not to come... besides.. What makes this next week any special?” he turns his head into my ear and nibbles on it. I moaned and pulled my head away only for him to nibble on my exposed neck. I bit my lower lip, it felt good. 
“Bad Brandon... if you don't listen to me, I'm afraid I'll have to break up with you for the next week... then I don't have to tell you what is happening until it is over...” I smirk and he faces me. He growls and sits up, pulling us into a seated position.
“Alright you have my attention... What is going on that makes this next week so special? Your family is finally marrying you off or something? Or you found your mate and are planning to reject him in favor of me.” He leans back on his arms and watches me. His eyes traveled all over the good spots on my body. His dick waved proudly at me, tempting me. 
“Har har... they would never do that... and nope again, I don’t think I would reject my mate for you, cause he's gonna be so much more yummy than you, and super rich, actually good in bed too.... I just know it,” I wasn’t wrong.  “.. nope it's... much worse” I lay back on the grass and looked up at the sky to avoid looking at him and his very distracting dick. It looked like rain. I loved running in the rain.
“...What could be worse?” he crawls himself over to my side and flops onto his back and looks up to the sky as well.
“... The pack is going to war.. Blue stone practically declared it, and they unfortunately outnumbered us... So my father is forced to call on their old allies from the past...” I don't look at him. He knows what it means. I’ve told him my past, of the Mountain pack and how they had treated me. He was quiet for a long time, I could feel him looking at me from the corner of my eyes. I kept looking up. It started sprinkling. Suddenly he got up and held his hand to me.
“Come on... let go finish your run...” I smiled at him and took his hand. We shifted into our wolves and ran.
        We ran for a long time, at a slower pace then the one I had and soon we were joined by my brothers. Kelvin was with them, having decided that I was gonna be too tired to out run them. Darren let me lead, staying right of me, and very close. Walsh stayed to my left, Kelvin next to him. Brandon was right behind me. We ran until the storm got so bad that we couldn't see anymore, so we went straight to the pack house. I would have to retrieve my items and ruined cookies the next day. We didn't get a chance to talk about anything. 
Led by a light that my Father left out for us, it pierced through the storm. Once there Darling was waiting for us with warm towels and mugs of coffee and tea and more cookies. Dara had tried to stay up for us but fell asleep on the couch by the door. My father was off talking to his ranked wolves and the Elders about the coming days. Brandon took a handful of cookies and left, excusing himself with it being late. We shared a knowing glance before he left. Darren and Kelvin set themselves in the kitchen stating they were starving from the run. Walsh took his coffee and treats to the library. Darling took a sleeping Dara to her room. It was well past her bedtime. I gently kissed her forehead before they left.
I took my treats up the stairs with me, to shower and get changed. It was already late into the evening. The packhouse and pretty quiet. It was just us living there.
When I entered my room, Brandon was already there, having climbed up the tree outside and through my window, which I had kept unlocked just for him. He was naked as I was still, only a towel hugged my torso. I went to him, and we kissed hard and rough. His hand clasped me under my butt cheeks and lifted me up and against him, he pulled away the towel and let it fall onto the floor. He walked to the bathroom. Never ending our kiss. I bit him and he pulled away. 
“Damn girl, why do you always draw blood?” he grumbled, I just smiled and licked my lips of his blood. He shook his head and continued to kiss me. I fumbled with the shower and turned it on as hot as it would go. He hissed when it hit him and he turned it so it wasn’t so hot. I giggled like a schoolgirl and pulled him back to me. I kissed him deeply, his tongue gently  intertwined with mine. He pulled away and began to kiss my cheek, and then nibble my ear.
He slowly rubbed and grinded me on him. He was so hard, I moaned, holding him with my arms crossed over his back, my head pressed to his chest. I felt his heart hammering in his chest. Yet mine wasn’t pounding quiet as fast as his. I wanted him to move faster, to take me. 
Brandon always took his time, which was at odds with how he usually was. Said he wanted to savor his time with me. He slowly slipped into me, he let out a moan. He hilted and held this position. I groaned, biting my lips, when I rather been biting him. He didn't really like being bitten as much as I do. Some wolf he was. He began to move. 
So slowly, I felt every inch of him. The downward glide, the outward glide. His tip popped out of my tight slit, and rubbed my clit on the way back in. It sent little shivers through my body, but I wanted more. Finally pushed him against the shower wall, I began to bounce myself on his dick, going faster.
 He growled at me to slow down, that I was gonna make him cum too fast. I bared my teeth and stilled, giving him a bit of time to compose himself.  He panted hard, I was still in control of my breathing. Finally he looked at me and nodded, he gripped harder onto my ass, I smiled and started bouncing on him again. I growled, and moaned, enjoying myself, he enjoyed, and seemed lost in the sensation he was in. His head was between my breasts, and he would nibble on and lick at them, taking one perky nipple into his mouth and sucked and licked it. It sent me over, I came, but continued to bounce on him, wanting him to come too. 
It wasn't too long after that he pulled out and sprayed his load all over my belly, and chest. We smiled at each other, pressing our heads together. We made out for a while, before we quickly untangled ourselves from each other and showered. His hand roamed over my body, lingering over my sensitive tits, and between my legs. I teased him, by bending over to pick the soap we had knocked over, slowly, letting see all. Or grind back into him when I stood up. It wasn’t long until we were at it again.
It was much later when we finally got out of the shower, and played around in bed as well. He was exhausted, so he passed out first. I guessed I was too much for him, not that it mattered to me. I didn’t mind that I exhausted him, rather I felt proud that I did. I simply curled up behind him, spooning him and held him to me. My Brandon, he wasn’t gonna be happy to find out I out lasted him again, he needed to get over that. Or get better at it, and I knew of a way for him to practice. I smiled, closing my eyes, listening to his breath until I was asleep.  
 Thankfully I wasn't too worried about Dara, was old enough not to come bursting into my room unannounced anymore. Plus she had gotten over her fear of the dark.
 I slept content that night. I thought again about this coming year, I’ll be 22 next year, most wolves found their mates the first year after turning 18, I haven't yet. If my mate doesn't show up this year and Brandon is still unmated, I think I'll choose him as my choice mate. I fell asleep with a grin on my face.
        The next day came, I woke up to Brandon kissing my cheek, before sneaking out my window. I smiled and stretched before getting up, I took another shower and applied a heavy coat of body spray to make sure my father and brothers wouldn’t be able to smell Brandon on me. I dressed in heavy boots, cargo shorts, and a black tank top. As I was coming out of my room Dara was just leaving her room.
        “Hey sissy! Did you like the cookies I made you last night? I tried really hard to stay up and wait for you, but I guess I fell asleep.” She smiled, dimples on either side of her face, cute little ten year old, she was wearing  a skirt that hung down to her knees, sleeveless thin hoodie and her new boots, all white. She was gonna be a stunner when she grew out of her baby fat. My father and Darling better be ready to be beating the boys back with more than a stick.
        “My favorite, thank you, I loved them.” I threw an arm around her shoulders, and we walked downstairs together. “And don't worry, we didn't stay up too long after we got home, we all basically grabbed and headed to bed.”
        “Well good thing I didn't miss anything.... Hey sis... how are you? Ma kinda told me what was going on but... I don't know... I guess I don't understand..'' She looked at me with concern. I pressed my lips together, we hadn’t told her about my past. Of course it would confuse her when she didn't know the whole story. I deemed her too young to know, even then I thought she was too young to know about my past.
        “Well kiddo... they... you know I was a rogue when father found me right?” she nodded. “Well I ran away from my old pack because.... They hurt me, bullied me alot...” I saw sadness well up in her bright eyes, ready to spill over, making her eyes look way bigger. I smiled down at her. “Hey.. I was able to escape and in my roaming around, I found my real family... if they hadn’t pushed me into running, I would've never met you. And you're my favorite person in the whole wide world.”
        She smiled and wiped her eyes with the back of her hands. “So... one of the allied packs that are coming... is one of them your old pack?” I saw a fear in her eyes. She was scared for me. My heart welled up with love for my younger sister. I had to do whatever I can to make sure nothing harms this little girl, and our pack.
        “Yes.. but don't worry, Da, Darren, Walsh and even Kelvin will protect me, and not to mention I’m the most powerful she wolf that has ever walked the planet earth... even the moon trembles in my wake.” That earned a giggle from her. She always thought I was the best at everything, even though I was just a little more than average.
We made it to the bottom of the stairs and saw the omegas were hurried about, preparing rooms in the pack house and helping with a few chores, carrying clean sheets and fresh towels for the rooms. The Alphas and their ranked wolves were coming with their families, and the packhouse was big enough to handle that and maybe ten other families.
I went with Dara to the kitchen. Darling was already there talking to Darren and some omegas. She had just been going over the menu for the first couple days when the packs arrived. She was preparing a grocery list for some of the omegas to go to town and pick up for us. She saw me and waved me over to look over at what she had picked out.
Omegas are supposed to be the lowest of the wolves ranks, but they take care of a lot of the pack's needs. Without them the pack wouldn't run as smoothly as it does. So they are still respected by everyone. Which I am glad about. There was only ever one time that I caught someone disrespecting an omega, name calling and finally slapping the omega’s face. I was so furious, I ended up breaking the offender's arm.
 That omega had pledged to my personal assistant. I declined her offer and just asked to be her friend. She nearly burst into tears at that. Riley was her name, and one of my closest female friends. She is only 17, her 18th birthday coming up soon. And I was planning a surprise party for her. She happened to be there that morning. She was helping me make breakfast for my family.        
Darren was there teasing her by putting her utensils up on the top shelves and refusing to get them for her. He’d then pick her up by the waist and help her that way. Ever since she started hanging out with me, she and Darren seem to have gotten closer. Me and Darling exchanged knowing glances. It wasn't usual for an Omega to be mated to an Alpha. It was rare but we were happy for them. Darren was still waiting for his mate. We are crossing our fingers that he and Riley were fated to be together. She just had to turn 18 for us to find out. Squeal!
I chuckled watching when suddenly I felt Brandon wrap his arms around my waist and he nuzzles into my neck.
“Morning my beauty queen...” he mumbles, still waking up. He was never a morning person. He looked over to Darren and Riley flirting together. “Ew.. just make it official already, the sooner you have a Luna the better for the pack.”
“Shut up brady! And mind your own business... “Riley growled at him going back to cooking. For being my closest friends, they hated each other. They could never get along and were constantly arguing. Oftentimes we had to drag them apart from each other. 
“Ooo.. I would love to but you two are so obvious, I can't stomach it, especially this early in the morning..'' Brandon drones out, Darren shoots him a warning growl at him. Brandon simply raises his palms up. “Alright whatever you say sir... hey... honey, wanna have breakfast outside?”
I raise an eyebrow at him. He simply smiles and wags his eyebrows at me. I let out a laugh and nod. Darling had packed us breakfast to go in a little wicker basket.
“Now you two don’t stay out all day, Eve your father wants to discuss other matters with you and your brothers, so be back at noon.” She handed us the basket. Dear Goddess, what more did he have to tell me? Was it more bad news? What could be worse, I thought. 
 Once outside, he takes my hand and pulls me to the woods, we pass by a few of the pack members, they seem excited. 
“It's the biggest excitement we’re had in awhile... well since when you and Kelvin built that huge bonfire.... And nearly burned down the packhouse,” he chuckled, I smiled at the memory.
“Actually, what had happened was he thought that putting the leftover fireworks from New Years inside the bonfire before we lit it up. Thought it would be a wonderful surprise for everyone...”
“Oh? Shouldn't you have known it was gonna explode and the fireworks were gonna shoot all over the place?”
“Nope that's why I let him do it.'' I laughed, and my father scolded me about being the older sister and needing to think before doing anything.
“You're so unbelievable you know that? Between Kelvin and Dara looking up to you and wanting to be like you, then actually having you here, the pack is surely gonna suffer...” I growled at him, and he laughed.
“It's all part of the charm now....” we walked deeper into the woods, until we reached the Grand River and we settled down in our spot, where it wasn't so noisy. He lays out an old beat up blanket and pulls me down onto it.
“So I'll be heading out to the eastern border starting tomorrow before the other packs arrive...” he says as he pulls out a bottle of apple juice, a container of bacon. I looked at him sadly. I sigh as he continues to pull food out of the basket. He was part of the warriors that helped along the borders, so it shouldn't be a surprise to me. That and probably my father purposefully sending him away from me, “We’ll be busy while the packs are here.. They are bringing some of their warriors here to train with us, there’s talk about sending our warriors to their pack lands to train.”
This was news to me. Maybe what my father wants to talk about with me and my brothers. I don't want to go train at the Mountain pack, I don't want to ever go back, but... I could visit my mother’s grave. 
“Damn it girl...” Brandon sighs. I looked at him confused. I wasn’t sure what was wrong. He had been talking about how he was drafted to go to the Mountain pack to train there first. Chances were my father was trying to keep us apart. Father never approved of Brandon and less so since we started dating. 
“What?” I asked, mouth full with an egg sandwich.
“Honey... I love you, you know that but... why can’t you talk to me more? Do I bore you or something? I do all the talking and you barely say a word... I love it when you talk to me, even if we are bricking like an old couple... I mean I just told you I'll be leaving for two weeks to the borders, and right after that, I'll be in the Mountain pack’s territory to train... and you don't even.. Seems to care...” he sighs again and looks away. 
Oh. Great. This again.... I don't see what the big deal is.. So I don't talk as much as others. Yea I’m emotional as hell, but something as not seeing Brandon for a month or more wasn’t that big of a deal since it happened so often. Was that so bad? I roll my eyes and stood up.
 “Leaving without saying anything?.. Wow geez that's different....” I heard Brandon complain. 
I shake my head and stop. I hate having this argument. Lately it's all we fight about now. My lack of speaking. It's just... I'm so used to saying nothing. I enjoy being with him because he talks so much. And the flip side of that coin, I also hated how I could never have a moment of peace with him around. I like the silence.. It's calming. I enjoy my morning in quiet peace. Just listening to the sounds of the worlds around us. He doesn't seem to appreciate it. He rather watch movies and plays video games, I rather be outside, and enjoy whatever is out there. It wasn't until recently he started taking me for picnics, but I knew he never enjoyed them.
I just sigh and continue to walk away. I heard him let out a frustrated sigh this time and a thump, I imagine that he dropped himself onto his back. He probably was hoping I'd turn around and yell at him. I just didn't have it in me. Maybe I should rethink our relationship. Again. However, I knew I would always take him back, and he would take me back. We loved each other too much. 
I wander about the woods for the rest of the day. I was mindlinked by my father, Darling, and Darren asking where I was and when I was coming home, since noon had come and passed. I simply told them I was out thinking in the woods and would like it if I was left alone.
About half an hour later, Darling came to give me lunch. I had been laying in a meadow, tossing rocks into the air and catching them. My feet are resting on an old stump. Darling came and sat down there with another picnic basket. I wondered how many she had? I wouldn't have been surprised if she made them herself. It was very her.
“Want to talk about it?” she asked softly. I looked at her and smiled and nodded. If I could talk to anyone, I could talk to her.  “What's wrong Evelyn? Is it because the Mountain pack is coming? Or is it because something happened between you and Brandon?”
        “Both... how'd you know me and Brandon had a fight?” I asked, sitting up, crossing my legs. She pulled out a sandwich from the basket and handed it to me.
        “I saw him walk by the pack house, complaining rather loudly to himself... was it the same thing you two fought about last time?” She looked at me. I took a bite of the sandwich and nodded. “Sweetie, it's gonna take time for you to get used to talking out loud... you spent.. Your whole life not speaking... he needs to understand that.. Also, if you're anything like your father and brothers, maybe you are just who you are..” I nod slowly at that. “You told him this right?” I nodded again. “... maybe...you two need to spend some time apart... he is... your first relationship... maybe if you both stepped back for a bit, it’ll help you see clearer...”  
        I looked at her, then wrinkled my nose at her. Kinda of a cheesy line. We both smiled and laughed.
        “I’m just trying to tell you that maybe you two aren’t meant to be.... Who knows... maybe you’ll find someone at the moon ball, and yes you are going this year no matter the war or not...” I groan and fall backwards, laying on the ground again. The moon ball... an old ways tradition, where all unmated wolves go to a neutral location and mingle. I’ve avoided it for the past three years, simply stating that I was ‘afraid’ of my old pack finding me again. It's an excuse that I won't be able to use once Mountain pack sees me tomorrow. I’m not looking forward to that.
        Darling simple chuckles. “Come now how bad will it be?”
        I looked at her and she simply smiled.
        “Come on, we can go shopping for a dress for you.. I know all pink with frills and ribbons, we’ll make you look like a really bad princess look, and I’ll strap huge high heels onto your feet, it’ll be just awful and yet amazing at the same time” she laughed, and I shook my head with a huge smile on my face.
        “No you see, I'll be in an all black gothic dress with what looks like blood dripping from my neck like I cut it. Then wear those thick metal toe boots of mine you know with the spikes on theme? The ones you hate? Yea then I’ll paint my face really white, dye my hair jet black... maybe some fake colored contacts, like all white i think or red... yea I think that's a good look for me.”
        She sat there and pretended to think about it, tapping her lower lip, “We’ll compromise, all white, pale, with just frills, keep the boots but we’ll have to find ones that are white as well... ruby necklace that hangs down her neck, with the added fake blood dripping of off it, we’ll also dye your hair white and red contacts. What do you think about a spiked belt?”
        “Heh, I like it... white with a touch of blood.... Okay” we shook hands as if we made a deal and started laughing.
She took a deep breath and looked up to the sky, before saying, “So many changes and things happening... You have to enjoy your life while you can, and stop being afraid of the past. They can’t hurt you my dear... so don't let them bring you down...”
        She was right, I nod smiling. I looked up to the clear sky.
What's the worst that could happen?
Yea... 
Let me explain.....