Yes Your Highness 18+

01

I was trying to sleep. But at night, I feel the most active. I felt as if I could not get my brain to stop ticking when I really needed it to. Tossing and turning was a normal thing for me. I really wanted to just close my eyes. Yet when I did. All I could think about was how amazing it would be to go far, far away from here. I wanted to take an adventure. My one dream was to be free. Life hasn't been so kind to me. Considering I had been the one and only daughter of Noah and Stacie Myrtle. I had an older brother by the name of Rajah. He had an interesting name. I turned over onto my side and glanced out the window. Watching the snowflakes blow in the wind. I wished so much to leave this place. A place where I often felt trapped. Like a bird in a cage wanting to take flight for the very first time.

Enjoy the little things. I said in my head, mockingly. It'll be easier. I said again. I often mock my parents in silence because they always say they have faith in me. I mentally rolled my eyes at the thought. I want to close my eyes. But my thoughts kept on ticking in the back of my brain. When I do finally fall asleep. It had to be at least two in the morning. I wasn't worried about school since my parents decided to do homeschooling for me. I had the ability to get my education at home, in the exact place where I didn't feel safe. My dad would threaten to kick me out if I didn't obey his orders. But he wasn't the alpha of our pack. He was just a normal he-wolf who was the beta of the alpha. I suddenly begin to hear noises from the next room over. My friend Sasha had been staying the night in the guest room with her so-called mate. She was three years or so older than me. Life was just full of surprises. Because the next thing I know, it's now three in the morning. Sasha and her mate were going at it. And all I could do was try to cover my ears with my pillow while trying to ignore my imagination. It was hard trying to ignore what I was imaging on what they were doing over in the next room.

I then heard her voice, hearing my name from her mouth. I gave a sudden sigh and was thankful for her doing so. Because the next thing I know, everything goes quiet. The sound was still there. It is quieter now. I managed to fall into a deep sleep. No longer thinking. My brain finally calmed down as I drifted into the world of Dreamland.

The next morning came only a few hours later. The whole household was silent. All but the ringing of my alarm clock that was signaling me to get up and ready for the day. It had to be at least seven in the morning now. I only got a couple hours of sleep through the night. I was feeling like today was going to be a good day. Stretching my arms above my head. Hearing my brother's voice from the hall. "Yo. You up?" He knocked his knuckle on the door, like an insane person would. Why couldn't he just knock normally? If that was even a thing. "Yeah. I'm up." I answer immediately after he asks. He opened the door slowly to see my tired figure standing up from my bed. "Good morning. Did you sleep well?" Rajah questioned and I happened to ignore him. I didn't like my older brother all that much. Only because sibling rivalry will do that to you if you have a sibling who thinks he is all great and stuck up his own ass. "Suck a pineapple, Raj." I say through a yawn. He smirked and locked his arm around my neck. Ruffling my hair to look more like a bedhead mess. More than it already has been. "Quit it, Raj! I wanna wake up in peace! Not deal with your-"

"Rajah. Quit messin' with my girl." I hear a voice cut in. Knowing all too well. It was his girlfriend, Sasha. Or as I should say, his mate. I cringe at the thought of having an arranged mate. I suddenly get out of Rajah's grasp and slink past Sasha. I went down the hall just to use the bathroom. I normally wash up before the day even starts. My parents know this all too well. "What? She's my sister. I'm not allowed to pick fun?" I hear Rajah in the distance. I knew that Sasha was shaking her head, because the next thing I hear is the words; "no. You can't pick on her." and they make me feel warm inside. She sticks up for me whenever my elder brother does his little whatever you want to call it. Games. Yeah. I'll just call it that. Looking at myself in the mirror and sighing. Today was the day where I would finally ask my parents if I could go with the pack up into the mountains to hunt. The hunt was a special kind of thing for our group as the season had gotten colder. Lately it has been snowing. More so now. So it is likely that they will say no. Like always. Brushing through my hair and getting out all the snarls. One of the maids came up to see if I was ready yet. She hated me with a passion. "Yer up and ready, child?" She asks me with an annoyed tone. When I said we were an old fashioned family. I meant it as a joke. Amelia was one for having an accent. When I didn't respond to her, she came in and began to help me get ready. "Do I really have to do homeschooling, Amelia?" I asked her and she agreed. "Yes, child. You really have to. If you don't then you'll be dumber than a bat."

"You mean blind as a bat?" I questioned again and she huffed. "Blind. Dumb. Your parents just want you to get an education." She responded. Finishing up. "There. Now get dressed. Class starts in twenty minutes." Amelia says, turning to walk out of the bathroom. "And if yer any later than those minutes I've given you. You'll be given home school detention. Am I clear, child?" She asked without turning her head. When there was silence. She then sighed and left. "Don't be late." Her voice spoke down the hall. She was farther away now. I mock her a bit and nag myself for not saying anything or answering her question when she came in. Life has always been like this for me. I was homeschooled for only one reason. I was sheltered. My parents didn't want me making friends outside of our village or the pack. They only wanted me to stay right where they could see me. I wanted something more than being a part of a wolf pack. I wanted to know what it felt like to be normal. What it felt like to be a kid. I was put under training and labor when I learned how to walk and talk. That is so young to begin all of that. Wouldn't you think?

After twenty or so minutes later. Our home school class started and I was only a minute or so late. Amelia had the patience to wait one more minute before the class had started. Tapping her wrist and staring at it like she was wearing a watch. When I finally made my way over. I was a panting mess. The mess hall was our classroom for our schooling sessions. "You were almost three minutes late. Stephanie. Come. Class is about to begin." She took my hand and led me into the building. "Why do we have to have our classes in the dining hall again?" I simply ask, which to her was an obvious answer. "Because. We do not have time yet to make ourselves another shelter school for you and among the other children. Considering it is winter, we have to wait for spring to come. You know this, child." Amelia said, with that annoying voice of hers. I rolled my eyes at her, and she sat me down. I was obviously the stubborn child of the group of children. Considering I was only seventeen. I was put in her home schooling classes for as long as I could remember. After the class had started, I continued to hear people talk about me behind my back.

"Ey, psst, ey. It's the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Myrtle." Spoke, a boy with light brown hair and hazel eyes. Another boy with white hair happened to shush him, "don't be so loud 'bout it. She can hear us." In the end, I did hear everything. But I was also paying attention to the lesson that Amelia was teaching. Something math related. Ugh. Math. Anything with math was not my strongest. Although I pay attention. It doesn't exactly mean I like doing it. We do math every day in life as we get older. I know this by hating the fact it's even a thing. Ignoring the gossiping and the whispers behind my back. I know I am the daughter of the Myrtle family. I know that I am weird and freakish. They don't need to rub it in. I had the audacity to look behind me and scowl at the two boys who were starting shit. I then turned back to face where I was seated and began writing for math. About two hours of torture later. I managed to pass the class and ended up going to another class. Amanda and Sasha's class. One of the hunting classes. Smiling when I realized that today was the day I would ask my parents to go up the mountain. Hunting was something I was good at. So I don't think they will say no.

When I did ask after our classes had ended for the day. My father disagreed with letting me join the hunt. "But dad-" I went to complain, just to hear him snarl out; "you are to stay out of the hunt, Stephanie." and this angered me. "But why? I have every right to go. I have been training for years just to prove my worth of joining this event!" I complained only more and this made him angrier. "When I say no. It means NO. Stephanie. I know you have been working hard, but I do not wish to risk losing you up in those mountains." I looked over to my mother and she held a glazed and sad look. "I'm sorry, honey.. it's your father's orders. He is the beta captain of the hunt."

When the evening came. All I could do was only watch as the hunt continued on without me. This wasn't fair. I wanted to be a part of the group. I wanted to hunt. I felt rage boil up inside of me to the point it made me want to disobey orders and just do it anyway. But I was caught before I could act on my anger. Feeling a pair of arms wrap around me from behind. Was Riley. "Come. You're going to catch a cold." His voice was soft in my ear, and I swore I wanted to fuss. But I was too angry to even think about what would happen next. "Come, come." He tugged me along and we entered back into the main house. This was my life. One of the many lives that I have ever lived. What would it be like if I ever joined the hunt? Or anything at all? Perhaps one day I shall know.

Surely, as my parents say. Learn to love the little things.