My Wolf

CHAPTER 18

A few months later: late May

Betty

My birthday, my least favourite day of the year. I don't know the exact day I was born so I just go by the day I was dropped off at the orphanage, they said I couldn't have been more than a day old anyway, comforting. Until now I have spent every single birthday alone, the last seven consisted of me trying to find enough food to have a proper meal. I never got any presents, nobody cared enough to get me any. It just reminds me that my parents didn't want me. Of course Jughead could tell I was upset and kept trying to figure out what was wrong, he has been super clingy the last few months. I mean it's cute and I hate being away from him so I don't really mind, it's just weird.

I was currently sitting on Jug's lap in the student lounge at school and all the humans were talking about what they were going to do when they turn 18 and don't have to listen to their parents anymore. "I'm getting the hell out of here, that football scholarship is going to carry me right out of this town," Chuck exclaimed, he seems to have a need to make sure everyone knows he got the scholarship. Good riddance I say. "Jones you're already an adult, why the hell are you still here?" Jug turned 18 last month, we had a huge party at the pack house for him. "We still need to graduate Chuck," Jug replied, clearly not wanting to talk to him. I sat in boredom as people discussed upcoming parties and events. The school year was almost done and I am so excited to get out of this hell hole.

"So Betty, when do you turn 18?" Kevin asked. I stiffened, I had become good friends with the witches but I was never going to tell them about my past, Jug is the only one who knows. I feel the pang of sadness wash over me as I scramble to come up with an acceptable answer. "Soon," I answer, hoping that they would be appeased, they weren't. "Ooooo, when's the special day?!" Veronica asked excitedly, I've learned that she loves a good bash and will throw one for just about anything. Well now I'm screwed, I wish I had said November. "Sunday," I whispered, "TWO DAYS!!" she screeched. I winced at the sudden outburst. "GIRL, you have left me no time to plan anything! Well I have so much to do, we should have a large party in the woods so everyone can come. Oh and then we can ... ," I tried to drown out what she was saying, all I want to do is spend the day with Jug and go for a run to try and take my mind off of it.

Jug tightened his grip on me and I nuzzled my head into his neck, his face went blank and then I saw Toni trying to pull Veronica out of her party planning haze, saying that they were already planning a small get together at the pack house.

J - Are you ok Baby?

B - I don't like my birthday Jug, I don't want to celebrate.

J - Why don't you like your birthday?

B - Bad memories, all I want to do is get some pops with you and go for a run.

J - Well if that is what you want then I'm sure it can be arranged. The pack will have a small get together because the future Luna is turning 18 but we don't have to stay for long.

I nodded and leaned into him, not listening to the argument Ronnie was putting up about not being invited to the party at the pack house.

Sunday

I was woken up by kisses all over my face, I giggled as I opened my eyes to the sight of my lovely boyfriend peppering my face with slobbery pecks. "Good morning sweetheart," he whispered as he hauled my body into his, enveloping me in a loving hug. "Good morning love," I whispered back. We lay in our own little world simply enjoying each other's company. That lasted all of 5 minutes before Cheryl burst through the door with Toni trailing behind her. "Up and at 'em love birds," she sang as Toni gave me an 'I'm sorry' look. I sighed and smirked, I knew Cheryl wouldn't let my birthday go completely unnoticed, I just hoped she wouldn't get more extravagant than this. "So Betty," she began, "I know you don't want to do much so Jug has your day planned and the pack is going to have a small bonfire at the end of the night where we can do presents, is that acceptable?" She was looking more at Jughead when asking that.

"That sounds perfect Cheryl," I said before I dragged myself out of bed and to the bathroom. I don't like the attention but I truly love the pack and if this was a part of their traditions I wasn't going to say no. I did my business and put some makeup on my face, tying my hair into a messy bun. "Ready for Pop's?" Jug asked, peeking in the door. "Ya, lets go." We hopped on his motorcycle and made it to Pop's for breakfast. Ronnie, Kevin, and Josie were waiting for us with some presents for me. Jug looked rather frustrated and I could tell he didn't plan this. Thankfully they left us alone to eat breakfast after I thanked them. From there we returned to the pack house and went for a run around Riverdale. Jug stuck to me like glue, never letting me out of his sight. Anytime I would take a sharp turn away from him I could feel him panic and he would desperately search for me. I know something is going on but to be honest I have enough emotional baggage to deal with today, this was a problem for tomorrow.

We spent several hours in the woods, running and enjoying the views. It was dark by the time we made it back and I could see the flames from the bonfire. We shifted and I fixed my appearance before we made our way over to the pack. The celebrations were wild, people were dancing around the fire to beautiful music played by some of the elders. I laughed and talked with people but after an hour or so I had had enough.

B - Jug, can we go back to our room please?

J - Of course sweetheart.

We said our goodbyes and headed upstairs. As soon as the door closed I found myself pinned against it. "I love you," Jug whispered before he attacked my lips, making his way down to my mark. I let out a loud moan as we fell into a night of passion.