Cataleya

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Cancun, Mexico. Morning.

I felt the sun hitting my eyes. I groaned and rolled around in my bed

Then there was a knock on my room door.

I yelled "no!"

The door opened.

Mateo walked in "rise and whined, Leya"

I groaned into my pillow " fuck off "

Mateo "You gotta wake up"

I yawned and sat up "¿qué haces aquí, Mateo?"

(what are you doing here, Mateo?)

Mateo's mine and my brother's best friend and our step-cousin. He's the son of my uncle's wife. My uncle raised him as his own.

My father had sent my brother on a mission to look for god knows what.

Mateo leaned against the door frame "Tu padre me mando"

(Your father sent me)

I raised an eyebrow, confused"¿ y Porque?"

(and why?)

He shrugged "He wants you ready and downstairs in 5"

I groaned annoyed.

He scoffed annoyed " Tu padre me llamó a las 4 de la mañana y me dijo que viniera aquí. A las 4 de la mañana, Cataleya! Which gives you no right to complain right now"

( your dad called me at four in the morning and told me to get here. Four in the morning, Cataleya.)

I stood up and walked to him, shrugging  "No es mi culpa si tu vas de fiesta toda la noche, Mateo"

( it's not my fault you go out partying all night long, Mateo)

Mateo shook his head " cállate, Leya "

(shut up, Leya)

I raised an eyebrow, amused "You do realize that you are talking to your alpha's daughter, right?"

Mateo shrugged "Your father is my uncle, I'm family"

I sighed dramatically "Sadly yes"

Mateo rolled his eyes "Love you, too"

Suddenly we heard someone yell "Cataleya, Mateo, por qué demonios llevan tanto tiempo?"

( Cataleya, Mateo, why the hell are you taking so long?)

I yelled back "Five minutes, Papa !"

Papa yelled back "3 minutos!"

I looked at Mateo "Gonna stay here ?"

He smirked "Maybe you need help with changing"

I growled and shoved him out of the door.

Then i shut it in front of his face.
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I walked down the stairs and could heard voices arguing.

I walked into the foyer and saw Papa.

Then I asked confused "What is going on here?"

Papa turned around to me and breathed out relieved "por fin, mi vida"

(finally)

I rolled my eyes and looked around.

Suddenly I heard someone walk in "There's my favorite nice"

I smiled and yelled "Tio!"

Then i ran to him and hugged him.

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