After several hours of walking aimlessly in the woods, we found a place where we could shift without a problem. But of course Matt had to find one.
"We should spend the night here. You look exhausted."
"Hey don't make this seem like I need the pause. I can go forward and, and,..." I couldn't finish the sentence because i yawned. Yeah, of course when I want to prof my point something like this happens.
Matt giggled and spread a banket out on the ground.
"Well then you can take the first shift and after two hours we'll switch position so you can get your 'beauty sleep'. Is that alright with you?" He grew his typical two-can-play-a-game-smirk which I wanted to smack off of his face so badly.
"Or, the better scenario, YOU take the first shift and watch out and after three hours we switch positions and i'll take the rest of the night, which is about three and a half to four hours?" I smiled my most fake sweet smile i could muster to get to his brotherly side, which took affect because he agreed with me and i got my three hours of desperatly needed sleep.
After Matt woke me up and he dropped off to sleep, everything was still. It was one of the moments were I could think to myself and think about the huge change we were expecting. I knew that if we ever escaped Jacob, that we would have to deal with the 'perks' of being rogue, but what exactly did this mean for us? Well I knew what it means formally. Not being in a pack and not being able to call any help if needed. But that's like before. Nothing changed the fact that we were lost.
Then another thought occured my mind. What if one of us finds his mate? The person they are destined for?
I don't think I would find my mate. Or if I find him that he would want me. Nothing guaranteed it that two mates are together and happy. Everybody can reject their mate, even if it'll cause both immense pain.
But who in their right mind would reject my brother? Let's be honest. He's good looking. He would be the perfect father (I'm proof that he can take care of children). He would never do anything to hurt his mate or pack. He's strong and good at heart. Who wouldn't want something like that to be their soulmate?
And if he does find his mate and joins a pack, would he take me with him? Probably not. Noone would want me in a pack anyways.
Thought after thought came to my mind but it got harder to concentrate. My wolf was stirring inside my head. I couldn't quiet her down, probably because of the lack of sleep.
Suddenly there was a movement before my eyes. At first I was shocked but then adrenaline shot through my system and my protective-mode, I never knew I had, kicked in. I shifted, with my clothes on (yes of course they are ruind now, thanks to those bastards who triggered my shift) and felt how black fur spread out of my pores. It felt so good to be in wolf form again. Jacob only let us shift once or twice a year to prevent that Matt and I were getting bad ideas about leaving the pack.
After a few seconds my shift was completed and I let out the most threatening growl that ever came out of my chest. I stood right in front of my brother, who awoke because of me and my new found confidence, and after he noticed from whom the growl came from, and the situation we're in right now, he shifted as well and now there were two rather big black wolves standing. His wolf ws bigger than mine but we were both bigger then the average male and female werewolf, because of the alpha blood runing through our veins.
He took charge of the situation and stood infront of me. Our opponents, which we hadn't seen yet, came out of the bushes to reveal all kind of diffrent coloured wolves. None of them was an alpha, which meant we had a chance of getting out of here without too much damage. However, a beta was one of the three wolves currently watching our every move. He slowly took one step after the other towards us, caging us between a few trees and them. Neither my brother nor I moved and he was constantly growling whenever the beta would take a step forward.
I, again had trouble concentrating and had the feeling it got worse with every passing second.
The beta took one last step towards us and was about to attack Matt, when suddenly one big black wolf came out of the bushes and struck the beta to the ground. I knew the second I saw him that he was an alpha but something was off about him. My wolf wouldn't shut up and I was too shocked to even try to concentrate on what irritated me.
This must be the alpha of our three opponents because every single one of them submitted to him. BUt why would he struck his own pack down for some rogues? I couldn't put my finger on it.
I was too cought up in my thoughts to even reliese that the three wolves were gone and we were alone with their alpha. I took a few steps backwards until I reached a tree and leaned against it. My head was pounding by now and my wolf constantly trying to tell me something wasn't helping the pain.
Suddenly an all too familiar face was infront of me and tried to calm me down. I didn't reliese I was having a little panick attack. This hasn't happend since I was 14. After a few calming breaths I could focuse on my wolf.
'MATE! MATE! Are you stupid?? There is our mate! Go to him!'
Oh that's what she tried to tell me... Well I've found my mate... WAIT! WHAT?
As I looked up I looked at the face of my smiling brother. I was starting to feel weird again and felt another panic attack starting to creep up. Matts smiled dropped as he saw that I was having a hard time right now. He turned around and said something, which I couldn't quite make out. After that he stood up and walked a few feet away from me.
I felt left alone. Why would he do that? He never left me when I was having one of my panic attacks. I started to hyperventilate when I felt sparks shout through my entire body. It was the most relaxing and the best feeling I ever experienced. I felt someone lightly stroke my fur and myself calming down. I think I nearly purred at some point. What was this strange feeling of being at peace with the world and myself?
After a minute or two I was as calm as I could get. I could've never imagined that when I looked up I would look into the most beautiful brown eyes I had ever seen. When I finally registered to whom those eyes belong I was able to notice these other little things that made my mate perfect. Chocolatey brown hair, defined jaw line and a slight stubble on his high cheekbones and fine looking face. Also to my pleasure, he was shirtless. Oh my god is it even legal to be this handsome?
I couldn't take my eyes off of him. But what struck me most was his voice. The best describtion to describe what his voice sounds like was that you can't describe it.
All in all he was just perfect.
And I was totally checking him out right now.
What is wrong with me? I don't act like this. This is out of character for me.
I took a step back to get a little space between us or else I couldn't trust my senses. All I wanted to do was to be near him and feel his skin on mine. WAIT I'm still in wolf form. Upps.
I told my brother through our mind-link, which we barely used, that I needed some clothes to change into and after a few seconds of rummaging through our bags he got me my remaining clothes. I took off towards the next tree and quickly shifted behind it and changed into my clean clothes.
After that, I got out from behind the safeness of my tree and faced the ineventible. The rejection and humiliation I will receive because my mate won't want me.
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A/N: I'm going to keep this short. As always: Every reader who takes the time to read ELBP, THANK YOU SO MUCH! And please leave a vote or a comment or both if you like to.
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