The "Side-Effects" of a Rejection

Chapter One: Birthday

Kayah's point of view

Two Years Later

Present Day

Today I finally turned eighteen, in the werewolf world, this really doesn't mean anything. My last important birthday was two years ago. I was supposed to find my mate and go through my first shift. Only one of these two things happened. I had shifted that night, without the help of my mate. I was lying in bed thinking about that night when i hear my mother call my name.

"What?!" I yell back hoping that it is not important enough for me to get out of bed. She doesnt respond and im annoyed instantly. "WHAT?!" I repeat even louder. . . No response. " I know you hear me!!!" I scream.

Sighing, I get out of bed. As I reach the door I can faintly start to hear voices, voices that I do not recognized. I pause for a moment.

" . . . . tonight. They come here at twilight." The alpha of my pack says.

I wonder what he is doing here, but don't make a noise. I dont want to see him right now, right after waking up.

"We'll be there, sir" I hear my dad say in his loud demanding voice. I swear sometimes he should be alpha, but hes the beta instead.

After that I let out the breath i was holding and walk down the stairs. Imediately I am bombarded in hugs and kisses. I am alarmed at first but then I see my family's familiar faces.

My mother is squeezing me tightly in her arms. "My little girl is growing up so fast!!" She sobs as she squeezes the life out of me. "Can't breath!!!" I gasp, trying to push her off me gently.

My brother, Charlie, and my father pries my mother off me. I gasp for air, but my relief is cut short by my dear brother attacking me in a bear hug. "Sis!! i remeber when you were a little girl and i used to eat all of your cookies!!" He smiles.

I push him away and give him the dirtiest look I can muster."That was yesterday, dumbass!" I screech smacking him on the back of his head.

"Ouch, well we should that again sometime, sis" He chuckles as he walks away from me and into the kitchen.

"Oh no! I swear, if you touch my cookies, I will chop your balls off while you are sleeping and then put them in your break--" I am cut off by my parents giving me the 'look'. I sigh loudly as my dad picks me up and spins me around.

" I remember when you were running around this house with pigtails on your head in a princess costume" My father says as he looks down at me proudly, still spinning me.

"That was twelve years ago, daddy" I retort, feeling a bit lightheaded and overwhelmed.

"It feels like it was just yesterday, darlin'." My dad whispers as a few tears escape his eyes. "Oh Albert!" My mother coos coming up to my dad.

I escape as soon as possible before they start going all lovey dovey on eachother. I tip toe into our kitchin like a ninja as i keep my eyes on the pantry. Just as i suspected, my dear brother is eating MY cookies.

"Tsk Tsk. Someone is going to learn their lesson the hard way it seems" I say as i dangerously smirk at him.

Charlie whirls around as quick as lightning with a frightened look etched upon his face. I am furious to see that all my cookies are gone.

"Really Charlie?! It is my fudging birthday!!" I pretend sob knowing that he will feel guilty and buy me more cookies. My idiot brother instantly drops the now empty bag of cookies and runs out the back door. I smirk knowing that he is for sure going to the market to get me some more Oreos.

fifteen minutes later . . . . . . . .

As suspected, Charlie did get me my cookies. He is walking through the door holding three bags of my favorite cookies in his hands. He chucks them all at me and then struts away like a supermodel.

"Darling, as i was saying before your idiot of a brother interrupted me, the Lighstone Pack is going to be staying with us for a while." My dad says in his professional voice.

I try to stifle a laugh because he never does that voice with me. "Ok, I have some questions. Why are they staying with us? When will they arrive?" I ask, genuinely wanting to know.

My dad doesnt speak for a few moments and this makes me anxious. " Packs all over the country are being attacked by more and more rouges everyday. So the council decided to double team packs together, and the closest pack to us is the Lightstone Pack." he explains to me."We dont know exactly how long they will be staying, but they will be arriving tonight"

I am taken by surprise. I didn't keep up with pack business because that was my brother's job, but dad usually told us about this stuff before it happens. I keep my face blank from any emotion, not wanting to stress out my father further. "Okay, daddy" I reply getting up from my sitting position on the couch. Before i can walk away, my father grabs my arm gently.

"Upon the pack's arrival we will be having a little party. Your birthday will also be celebrated tonight" My father tells me, smiling brightly.

"Dad, you really don't have to do that, its fine" I grimace. I really dont like parties, especially parties that are centered around me. I guess you could say im really shy.

My father knows this and he scolds me."Kayah, I dont care how much you dislike parties, you are going. Go get read, it is already three."He demands in his beta voice.

"Bu-" I try to say, but my father gives me a challenging look and i know hes won. I frown and walk back up to my room. Upon arriving I throw myself on my bed and groan loudly into the pillow not looking forward to tonight.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . 5 hours later

My long dark hair is curled in tight ringlets, I am wearing a knee length black dress that sticks to my body like second skin. I try to pull the dress a bit loose, but it doesnt budge. My face is clear of make up, except a bit of mascara.

"You look damn fine, Ky!"My best friend Wendy says checking me out. I unwilling blush and quietly thank her. She arrived about two hours ago with two dresses, the one I am wearing, and her shorter, sluttier one. Wendy doesn't look slutty at all though, she makes the dress look classy, unlike me.

"Girls!!"My mother calls from downstairs letting us know that the Lightstone Pack has arrived.

Me and Wen turn towards each other and check ourselves. We breath close to eachother to see if we have bad breath, smile at eachother widely to check if we have anything on our teeth, and lastly just check each other out. This is silly, but very necessary.

"Perfect" We say in sync.

We head out of my room and strut down the stairs. Everyone is outside in the back, so we take a deep breath before stepping out. Immediately the most alluring scent hits my nostrils. The smell of pinewood and . . . lemon? I look up to see the most strinking green eyes I have ever gazed upon staring right back into my own eyes. I gasp.

Mate!mate!mate!

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Hey guys, sorry for the boring chapter. I promise you the next on will be very interesting. I plan to post another chapter in a few days. Id love to hear feedback, so comment and vote please!! :)