my wild mate

chapter 8

Joshs pov

We walk into the ' ballroom'  and the whole pack are there. The walls are filled with balloons and banners which say happy birthday. The dj is set up in the corner and tables covered the wall with drinks and food, now she's 18 she can legally drink alcohol, when we walk in everyone shouts "happy birthday Shannon!!!"

I lead mum over to a table in the corner and watch everyone as they say happy birthday to Shannon and giver her hugs before walking over to another table and putting cards and presents on it but chloe hasn't moved. She stands just behind Shannon with her hand on her lower back and watching everyone who touches her, after 5 minutes after one has spoken to Shannon and chloe whispers something in her ear and she smiles shyly.

They walk over to our table, the lights go out, disco lights come on and the music booms across the room, people start getting up to dance. I get up and get us all a drink before getting back to the table, I pass everyone a glass of wine before raising mine " happy birthday sis!"

We all click glasses and mum and chloe say happy birthday. Shannon smiles at me and takes a sip before coughing "that tastes like shit!!!" Me and my mum laugh but chloe gives us an evil look before patting Shannon's back.

3 hours later and everyone is still dancing, I go to the dj and ask him to turn the music down and grab a microphone

"Can I have everyone's attention please!"

I wait a moment while everyone looks at me "thank you all for coming tonight to celebrate Shannon's 18th birthday. Me and my family are very greatful to see you all here so all I ask is can everyone take a moment to sing happy birthday to Shannon!"

Everyone cheers and as we start singing my mum walks over with a huge chocolate cake with the candles lit. We finish singing and Shannon takes a deep breathe before blowing out the candles and everyone cheers.

"Mum is going to cut the cake now, if everyone can make their way over to the tables you can get a bit of cake and don't forget to help yourself to food and drinks"

I make my way over to mum and help her with the cake before taking a slice for myself, half hour later the lights go off again and music starts back up. Everyone is up dancing but Shannon isn't even socialising, she's just danced with chloe the whole night. Her friends have tried to pull her away to dance but look at chloe and she's shaking her head. I can see her friends are disappointed by her actions and the more they try the sadder Shannon looks.

I know I need to do something but goddess knows I've tried! Every time I talk to her she shuts me down and tells me to mind my own business as I'm 22 and haven't found my mate so I have no right to comment on her relationship.

It's midnight and we finally announce its time to start leaving, everyone clears out until it's just me, mum, shannon and chloe left. Shannon looks to me and mum "thank you for tonight, it's been fun but do you mind if I head home now? Me and chloe haven't spent any time together"

We nod at them and watch them leave, the DJ has finished packing away so me and mum make a start on tidying up, an hour later it's all tidy and I walk mum home "take the left over food to the pack house, leave a note for anyone to help themselves saves wasting it"

I watch mum go in and then head to the pack house, I unlock the door and put the food in the fridge before locking the door and going upstairs. I walk the corridor before standing at a soild wooden door. I haven't been in here for such a long time, I open the door and look around. This was my parents room when dad was alive, we don't come in very often but today I needed to feel close to him.

I walk over to the huge wardrobe and open it, all dad's clothes are still in there. I touch a black jacket that he always wore, I take it off the hanger and sit on the big bed. I sink into it as soon as I sit down, I hug his jacket close and I break. I can't stop the tears from falling, I will never let anyone see me this valuable but here with all the doors and windows locked I know I can let it out.

"Fuck!" I stand up and hang the jacket back up before throwing myself face first into the bed and cry more. I finally wipe the tears and pick up the photo from my dad's bedside table. It's a picture of us all when I was around 8 and Shannon was around 4. Were all happily smiling at the camera while standing next to a tall snow man we had built. It's one of my happiest memories as a kid.

"I wish you was here dad, you was the best father, husband and alpha. I don't know what to do dad! I'm failing Shannon, she needs me and I can't help her"

I sit for 10 minutes like he was going to just show up and tell me its okay. I finally give up and make my way to my house so I can try and get some sleep if the nightmares don't keep me awake again....