𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝕽𝖚𝖎𝖓

Chapter 1

The green leaves were dancing to the tunes of the wind, from right to left and back and forth, they formed a rhythm syncing perfectly with the strong breeze. How sometimes i wish we could feel this way. No stress, no secrets, no lies, no promises, nothing. Just free beings roaming this earth with no particular motive or destination. Just like the leaves.

Then you would sometimes think, they are this way because they are so meaningless and yet they are one of the most crucial organisms on this planet. After all they produce what ensures our survival. So in a way, we are the meaningless beings, dependent on them for if they stopped existing, so would we.

My train of thoughts were abruptly disrupted by a loud crash and my eyes followed the sound, landing on Agatha, who was trying to repair an old rusty bike. She has been desperately trying to bring back the latter to life for over 1 year but to no avail. The bike meant the world to her; it belonged to her mate, Raphael, a pack warrior, one of the most valiant and loyal of his kind but he sadly left us about a year ago due to sickness. Ever since, she has made it her personal mission to bring back the bike to life or at least remodel it into a more up to date one.

Agatha is not my real mother. She has adopted me and treated me as her own though and i couldn't be more grateful for the kindness both Raphael and she showered upon me. I've lived here ever since i was 7 years old, lodging in this cozy little cottage house within the Redwood pack borders but still very far from the pack house. We lived here together with the couple's twins, Isla and Isaac, both the same age as me and although not by blood, they are my family and mean the wold to me.

Everyone thought we were triplets considering our similar age and so nobody ever bothered to mention that i was adopted. Looking at us, it would be confusing to decipher whether i was their triplet or not. I could easily pass as their sibling, just not their triplet. I was similar yet somehow different to them, with my waist length smooth chestnut hair, clear blueish-greenish eyes and a medium rose skin color. My siblings were almost identical with blonde brown silky hair and hazel green eyes. Their skin tone was much more tanned than mine, for i had a rather rosy and pale shade. Nonetheless, nobody saw the differences and if they did, they never paid attention so we went along with it.

Life in the Redwood pack has been nothing but a bliss. Life prior to that however, remained a blur. All i remember was a promise i made and so i was going to keep it. To whom i made it and why, i still don't remember but i had to find out.

I made my way downstairs, moving away from the dreaming state i currently was while sitting on the couch below the window sill.

I found Isla and Isaac arguing over who was making a trip to the pack house later to distribute food to the orphan wolves. Although we stayed away from the pack house, Agatha made sure to fulfill her responsibilities as a devoted pack member. It was our joy and pride to prepare food every week to give the little orphan pups and so either one of us would go.

The thing is, although we adored the pups, my siblings had other motives to go to the pack house so eagerly. Isla had a crush on the beta's son, the future beta of the pack, Hades while Isaac has been head over heels for Diandra, the head warrior's daughter. Being a warrior's son himself, they would often see and play with each other as pups but they don't see each other anymore since we moved out here.
Hence, giving orphans food is their main excuse to meet their crushes.

None of us have found our mates despite being 21 years old. Usually, at 18, you could already identify your significant other, your soulmate but neither of us did. This meant that our mates did not belong to this pack, which obviously broke the twins' hearts badly.

I personally was indifferent to that fact. I never bothered about the whole mate thing and i could not care less about finding mine right now. I always thought it to be trap. Most find the bond to be a gift from nature, from the mood goddess but to me it's just like an arranged marriage really. I envied humans, for they could choose who to love, who they married and end up their lives with.