“Sit down bitch or I will make you,” Reika tells him, her claws slipping from her fingers and going through the desk.
“Alpha Jamie sits down” his nose flat against his face and he breaks it back into place. Reika looked a little upset like she wanted him to remain standing just so she could tear him apart, Ryker whispers something to her and she leans back and he kisses her shoulder.
“So can we wrap this shit show up or do you other fools want to start some unnecessary shit” I ask.
They shake their heads and I hop up glad to be out of this meeting. My mother comes over from her place in the corner following Ace and I out of the room.
“You boys excited for your 17th birthday tomorrow, can finally find your mates. I thought you would have last year but better late than never,” she says.
“More excited about spending time with family, it’s been awhile since everyone has been in one place,” Ace says, wrapping his arm across her shoulders.
“Feels like yesterday that you were babies, now look at you all grown up and towering over me just like your brother,” she says just as Lucy comes bounding down the stairs. She had grown so much, her green and amber eyes lighting up when she saw us, she was 12 now.
“Grandma” she squeals, rushing over and hugging her.
“Hey princess, where were you headed”
“Looking for dad, I want to go to the creek with Melena and Josey,” she says.
“Dad’s busy sweetie, you will have to tell them no today, maybe tomorrow after the birthday celebrations” mum tells her and she nods before heading back upstairs.
“I’ll take you, go put on your swimmers,” I tell her and she rushes upstairs. My mother gives me a look.
“What?”
“Reika wants her home, you two always give into her”
“We will have her back before dark,” I tell my mother and she sighs.
“Fine but if Reika rips your head off, I ain’t helping you,” she says, wandering off.
“Huh yeah right Reika will just be glad she isn’t up to mischief,” Ace says heading upstairs to grab our swimmers, Ryker usually went with her swimming because the girl was bottom heavy. No matter how many times we tried teaching her to swim she would just sink to the bottom like a stone.
I followed him up to our room, pushing the door open and grabbing a bag to stuff some clothes in. Lucy didn’t have a wolf, her biological father made sure of that when he forced her to shift when she was 8, killing her wolf and awakening her vampire side when she too died from the shift before coming back a hybrid without a wolf.
“Here chuck these in,” Ace says, tossing me his board shorts. I chuck them in the bag. Just in time for Lucy to bound in with her towel and swimmers.
“Who are you going with Ace or me?” I ask her. “Ace, your wolf is too fast,” she says, and I nod.
“Hold this, I need to pee first,” I tell her and she grabs the backpack and I wander down the hall to pee. Flicking the toilet seat up and unzipping. Argh I think as I let loose, only I didn’t hear it hitting the water, opening my eyes piss was going everywhere. Like a fountain as I try to stop midway. That bloody brat, she cling wrapped it again.
“Lucy!” I scream before hearing her giggle on the other side of the door. I grab a towel mopping up the mess I just made before washing my hands.
Opening the door, she shrieks before rushing off.
“Get back here you little brat” I yell chasing after her. She rushes down the stairs and Ace grabs her before darting off with her laughing.
“Were you in on it?” I ask him through the link while I try to find them.
“No, but it was pretty funny. We are out back,” he says, and I follow her scent toward the back patio. Stepping out, Lucy was giggling, hiding behind Ace and using him as a shield.
I growl at her and she growls back baring her teeth at me.
“Eyes closed Luce, Gotta shift,” Ace tells her and she turns around covering her eyes with her hands while he strips off before dumping his clothes in the bag.
He shifts quickly into his black wolf which seems to be a family trait amongst the men in the family, all our wolves Black. It would be interesting to see if Rayan is black when he is older or will he be snow white like his mother.
I grab the bag. “You can open your eyes now,” I tell her and she turns around Ace’s wolf Atticus nudges her with his nose telling her to climb on and she does pulling on his fur to climb on his back.
“Hang on tight, I will catch up,” I tell her and she nods, gripping his fur. I watch as they dart off into the trees. I strip off before feeling a hand slap my ass making me jump.
“Need some sun on that bum, bro” Damian says coming out the back door and leaning on the railing and watching his daughter Amelia who was on the swings talking to a pack wolf, she was 15 now. I shift, suddenly Damian growls, making me snap my head to Amelia who was walking off toward the forest with the boy she was talking to.
“Over my dead fucking body is she going off with that twerp” Damian snaps before storming down the steps after his daughter. I chuckle before running off across the yard heading for the trees.
Ace
The next day
I was so fucking hungover, my head pounding as I roll on my side. Today was our 17th birthday, and Arial decided to get us shitfaced a day early. Man was I paying for it this morning.
I groan, forcing myself up before running my hands over my face. Tyson also got up in the bed across from me.
“My mouth tastes like a fucking ashtray” he grumbles.
I got up heading for the bathroom, making sure Lucy didn’t cling wrap the toilet bowl last night. No cling wrap and I quickly pee before heading back to the room.
“Want one,” Tyson asks, cracking the window open and sitting on the windowsill. I take the packet lighting one before climbing out the window and sitting on the roof leaning against the wall under the window.
“Fuck my head is pounding,” I tell him.
“I don’t feel too bad, surprisingly,” he says.
I could smell the BBQ going and looked at Tyson.
“What time is it?” I ask him and he pops his head in the window grabbing his phone from beside his bed.
“1 o’clock”
“Fuck I was supposed to meet up with Melana this morning”
“What if she isn’t your mate” he asks and I shrug,
“It doesn’t matter, she will do till I find her,” I tell him.
“You still see that blonde bitch, Tara” I ask him.
“Nah, to much of a cling on, fucking asked me to mark her as my chosen mate. Like I would give up a fated mate for a chosen one,” he says, shaking his head.