Identical Alpha Twins and Silver Shackles

Chapter 3

I guess in a weird way I am lucky. My parents, while completely insane, are intelligent people. They knew eventually someone would notice that I wasn't growing or developing at the rate I should be and they knew they would have to do something about it. Not long after the silver shackles incident I began hearing whispers in school that I was ill, no-one seemed
sure what the illness was but it was causing kids and teachers to avoid me even more than normal. About 2 weeks after the rumours started I came home to find a camping cot in the cell I was normally imprisoned in and a lockable cat flap had been attached. My mum had walked me down there with my arms secured behind my back while explaining that I was
going to spend a couple of months in the prison while I 'recovered' from my 'illness'. I was barely fed during the time I was down there but at least I wasn't physically assaulted. I did attempt to track time but it became a haze. It transpired that what my parents had decided to do was lock me away for long enough that people's memories of me started to waver, they'd already held me back in school so even at 5 I was still only in nursery and being so small and malnourished it wasn't hard for everyone to believe I was much younger than I actually
was. I was released just after I turned 6 but I only knew that because my sisters were still opening birthday presents and their birthday was a couple of weeks before mine. Oddly the day after I was released and allowed back to my normal bedroom my mum came in with a party dress and brushed my hair. She told me it was my birthday and that they had invited
lots of people. I had wandered confused into the garden to see banners, balloons and a birthday cake all bearing large number 3's. I realised quickly what their plan was and none of the guests seemed to question it either so I went with it. What I later figured out however was that while my parents were carefully tracking my actual age they had miscounted how
long I had been locked away for. Their maths showed me as 5 when I was locked away but still 5 when I was released. They then broadcast the idea that I was 3. When in actual fact I was 6 when they released me, not 5 which meant that now while the pack believed me to be 15 and my parents thought I was 17, I was really now 18, an age my parents had never intended to allow me to be. At 18 a wolf can find their Mate and that wasn't a risk my parents would ever be willing to take. If my Mate found me they would be allowed by wolf law to kill my parents and imprison my sisters for the torture I was subjected to.