I wished sometimes my parents would look at me the way they did Lana, that they would think I would achieve something other than being someone’s mate, while Lana she wanted the simple things, she wanted to be loved but loved for being her and not the image that everyone painted her to be, there was so much more to her then being my shadow, because of her quiet nature my parents often forgot her, expected more of her so she always felt she was lacking and to perform to a certain standard.
So, when she rang and told me what happened, the dramas that bitch had caused and the feeling her own mates put in my sweet sisters head, my blood boiled and I knew I had to get to her, I worried she would go to the extremes she went to last time, I feared I would lose her, my other half, because that is what she is, my other half, we are two halves of a whole. I knew if she couldn’t find happiness then there was no way I could. How could the troubled one find happiness when the good one couldn’t, both of us overshadowed each other for different reasons, that’s what made us so close, only each other truly knew who the other was.
Grabbing my backpack, I chucked in a change of clothes, I would just borrow Lana’s when I got there, we were identical not just in looks but size to, walking downstairs. I find my brother in the kitchen his hands clutching his hair in frustration as he stared at his paperwork.
“Why don’t you just leave it and come back to it later if it’s causing this much stress?” I ask him. He looks up, a glare on his face before looking back at the document that had his attention.
“Why don’t you just mind your own fucking business,” he snaps, and I roll my eyes at his temper.
“I was just trying to help Ryker, geez. You know how about you get your head out of your own ass for once” I snap back at him.
“Go suck a dick Arial apparently that’s all you’re good at” Ryker yells, getting up from his seat.
“You can be real ass, you know that”
“Yeah, and you can be a real fucking whore, don’t think I don’t know what you get up to, you’re lucky I don’t tell mum” He says shoving past me and stalking back off to his office. His words stung, and they wonder why I rather not be at home. I gave up trying to please them when they only assumed the worst, so if everyone thinks I am a whore I might as well be one, half the reason I didn’t wait for my mate. Everyone just assumed I was a whore because of who I hung out with at school and the fact I had boys’ attention constantly but that didn’t mean I was screwing them; sure, I wasn’t a virgin by any stretch of the imagination. But even when I was a virgin, I had still been labelled one thanks to Keila. So I thought fuck it, if I am going to be called one I might as well make the most of it, can’t beat em, join em.
Walking to the garage, I grab a few frozen bags of blood, I can’t believe she was having to get blood from rabbits the thought disgusted me, when she rang me, she cried on the phone for a good hour over the fact she killed something, I know it’s just a rabbit, but she was always close to nature, loved creatures and hated the thought of hurting one. She hated that she was a predator, hated they were prey so killing never would come easy to her.
Tossing some freezer blocks in to keep them frozen, I zip up the bag, by car it would take a few hours to get there so instead, I was running it would take half the time.
Walking down the hall, I go to tell my brother; everything has to be put past him and I hate that I needed to ask his permission. Opening his office door, I slam it shut just as his stapler comes flying toward me. Opening the door, he glares at me.
“What Arial?” He booms at me.
“I just need permission”-
“I don’t give a fuck what you do, just get out of my face” He snaps. I nod closing the door, before walking out. He has been an even worse jerk, this whole not finding his mate bullshit was driving me nuts, if he didn’t find her soon, I may just cut his throat in his sleep, so I don’t have to deal with his serious attitude problem. All he and Dad do now is fight, then mum fights with dad, everyone in a permanent mood around here, while I am left looking after Tyson and Ace while they all fight it out. Well not for a few days, I won’t be doing shit but spending time with my sister. Once I know she is okay, I will come home and come back to this asshole.
It took me two hours to run the entire way, I picked up the Forest Packs scent just as I hit the border, following my nose all the way to gate. I was anxious to see her, excited but also worried. What if she wasn’t, okay? I may just need to kill her mates for her. I chuckle at the thought, when I am pulled from it by the voice of a man.
“Luna?” He asks and I was going to correct him when I realised what better way to find out what was really going on than doing the old switcheroo, twin swap. I am evil sometimes.
“Luna what are you doing on this side of the fence, does Alpha Tate know you’re out here?” He asks, he looked around our age, maybe a little older with blonde hair that fell in his eyes and blue dazzling eyes and by god did he smell good, I wanted to take a bite of him.
“No, I don’t need his permission to go anywhere” I tell him walking forward, the man looks down at my clothes before averting his eyes.
“What you never seen tits before?” I ask placing my hands on my hips, his face flushed red.
“Yes of course I have Luna, but Alpha Tate and Alpha Drake might be upset over your choice of wardrobe, I will get you something to cover up” He says turning his back on me and walking toward the outpost. I roll my eyes Alpha’s and their possessive ways. I reach in and grab a shirt to put over my sports bra, apparently, they like their woman covered from ankle to neck. I wouldn’t be surprised if I walk in and find her in a burka at this rate, especially if the guards are even worried about her wardrobe choices. I also grab a blood bag a little parched. I poke a hole in it, just as he comes back taking a mouthful.