HER Young Mate (Completed)

Part Six: All Fire

"That's it!" My dad yelled as he came out of his room. He had told me and Owen to change back and get dressed, go home, and wait for him. We were glaring at each other with pure hatred, in silence, for thirty minutes before he came in.  "Do you know how it looks when you two fight like that? It's disrespectful to me and the pack as a whole! Your friend Sam is changing soon and I was expecting you two to be good examples for him, now I'll have to show him around myself!"

"He isn't my friend anymore thanks to him-"

"Me?! It's not my fault he doesn't want to be friends with a dazed dropout pedophile!" He accused. I huffed.

"I ditched one day to go to the beach, I'm not a drop out!"

"Stop arguing or so help me!" My father yelled between us. We froze and nodded quickly. "Owen we are scouting new land this weak, as the possible future alpha I would like you to join us as the grunt. Coralie I'd like you to continue your normal scouting duties-"

"He gets to scout Danny's land and I have to stay here!" I shouted. I froze again, covering my mouth, not only had I called the Alpha out I also revealed I had listened in on his conversation with the council.

"You ditched school and I had to get a phone call to tell me, even though you know I would have given it a fair chance to consider letting you go if you would have just told me you wanted to make new friends. I am pissed at Owen for what he did, that is why he's going to scout new land, because the other men will beat him silly if he steps out of line. You've listened in on conversations you shouldn't have, if you hadn't you wouldn't know it was Danny's land, if you hadn't you would see I am punishing both of you equally."

"I don't even want to scout his miserable land." Owen grumbled. I glared at him harder.

"Shut the f*ck up Owen!" My dad shouted again. We had never been this family, this dysfunctional chaotic mess, filled with hatred and pushed over the edges due to yelling. I felt miserable. I felt to blame. Had I let that boy die, pretended not to see him, I could have lived a mate less, free life.

I shook my head and looked away from them, tears in my eyes, angry with myself for thinking wrongly about Daniel. I missed him more every day. I just was needing something to blame. I blamed myself.

"You two will start acting like my children again, like young wolves, or... Or you two can stay human tomorrow night..." He warned sternly. "Owen you need to respect her. You have no idea how hard this is on her. Your mother would be ashamed with you, the way you're treating your twin. Coralie you have to realise people will treat you differently now, but some day Danny won't look different. After the change we age at a quarter speed, he'll catch up, and Owen will have to like him, and all this childish crap won't matter. What matters is our family. And both of you need to act like it..." My dad said sternly.

Owen was tense and still wouldn't look at me when I looked towards him.

"Understand?"

"Yes sir." We replied in unison. Owen looked at me quickly, and I looked away.

My head hurt. My mind ached. I needed to be away from Owen and his cruelness and my dad and his loudness.

"May I go to my room?" I asked. I wanted away from all this and I wanted sleep. We had been scouting all night, and unlike the playful roughness of the rest of the pack who were older than us, Owen, the only one close to my age, had played too rough. In fact we were ripping chunks of fur out and my face had a red burning cut across it from one of his nails. It would heal by tomorrow, but would scar for a few years. I cried as I touched it and my hand shook, it went across from one side of my cheek and up my cheekbone. Great.

My dad noticed my dismay over my face, though it was common for active members of the pack to have scars, it still was enough to get me excused with a sympathetic look from my dad as I huffed out of the room.

I went into my room. I looked at the letter on my dresser. I hadn't noticed my dad place it there after dinner like usual, maybe I just forgot. I sat down to read it, smelling the familiar smell of his new mothers homemade paper envelopes and grass after rain.

Dear Coralie

I wanted to tell you I start karate on Monday and will be in a class with kids my age, so it should be cool, I guess. I'm trying to stay focused, but I keep having nightmares and then I fall asleep at school. Sean says I'll get used to it, but it's so hard. I miss you so much. I know I put that in my letter every time, but I really mean it. Dylan keeps making fun of me for it and it's making me so angry. I wish I was a wolf already, so I can run away. I want to live with you, so Dylan can't tease me about you anymore. Why is this happening to me? I hate it. I hate it and I miss you.

-Danny.

I felt all fire. I felt complete anger. Danny was being teased and it was all my fault, and I couldn't stop it. It was a terrible ending to what Owen started. I wanted to rip Owen apart, to get Danny, to go away from here and keep him safe. Like a wildfire my anger spread. I broke my lamp, I broke a bowl on my nightstand and my jewelry went flying.

"Coralie!" My dad yelled, knocking on the door, I hadn't noticed I locked it, not until he tried coming in. "Look Coralie, I understand what's going on-"

"You could never understand, no one can..." I cried as I sat in the corner of my room, tucked between my laundry basket and my desk.

"I do. You just need to sleep this off for the night. You need to start focusing on what you need to do." He said. "If you aren't hurt, than I'll let you calm down, and when you are, you can clean up and go to sleep, okay little cub?" He said from the other side of the door, his voice muffled, but endearing.

"Okay." I said, tears in my eyes. I heard him walk away and when I had calmed down enough I reached up to grab my paper and pen.

Dear Daniel,

I'm sorry this is happening. I'm sorry I did this to you. I wonder why it happened, all day, then I miss you again, and then I get mad at myself. You deserve so much more than what life has given you. Someday I'll make it up to you though. I'll figure a way to make things right. If it makes you feel better my brother is being mean to me too, he is being such a... Well I can't say it to you, I'd get in trouble, but he teases me too. It drives me crazy and I just wish I could figure out a way to get this to end. I want you to try harder in school, no more falling asleep! And stay in Karate and do good, because you'll need to be strong when you grow up. Be good for your new family, even your brother, even if he's a butt like Owen. Be good.

-Coralie

I folded the letter, put it in an envelope, and cleaned up my mess. I have to figure something out. I have to do something about all of this. I feel like dying. I feel miserable and angry all at once. I want to be younger again, that would solve everything, before I turned, before all of this. I thought I was free, but now I was trapped more than ever. I curled up on my bed and covered my head with a pillow. The weight of everything felt like it was smothering me. The more I curled into myself on the edge of my bed the quieter my thoughts became, but the more I felt like crying. I couldn't take it. This. All of it. I wish everything was back to normal.

Everything hurt, so I cried myself to sleep, just to get away from it all.