All Mine

Chapter 22

Dylan's POV




I was warming up to Jack. He treats my sister like a queen and he's a nice guy. That's good enough for me.

I was starting to become a little jealous, I haven't found my mate yet. She'd be the Beta Female. She'll be a great one too.

Today I was off from training, and so was Vanessa. I decided it's been a long time since we've had twin time together.

Derek and Jack will train and take over with the pups for us.

I really do miss my sister, I don't see her as much as I did. Last time I had an actual conversation with her was when I questioned her about Jack that day.

That was weeks ago.













Vanessa's POV



Today I get some down time with Dylan. Usually when a she wolf is marked, they get more horny than usual with their mate.

But Jack and I aren't normal wolves, the mark put our wolves at ease, but only temporarily.

I know Dylan might be appalled at the mark, but he should expect more to come than just that.

I dressed casually, with a red lace skirt that reached my mid thigh, and a floral bustier top. I put on my favorite leather jacket and had my hair flow in its natural waves.

He wouldn't tell me where he was taking me. I found it cute that he organized a little twin date. He just told me to dress comfortable.

When we were younger, he'd take me into the woods, while giving me piggy back rides. We'd breathe in the scents of leaves and grass. My favorite season to go out in was autumn. When we learned how to shift, we'd go for runs. Using senses and hearing the crackles of twigs and dry, colored leaves.

Then, I wasn't worried about my coat, I didn't know the difference in power just because of my wolf.

Suddenly, Dylan poked his head in. "You look nice."

I smiled. "You don't look bad yourself."

He wore a leather jacket like me, he probably knew I was going to wear it; with a short sleeved navy blue shirt underneath. He also out on simple dark jeans and some comfy looking sneakers.

"Are you telling me where we're going yet?"

He smirked,"Nope. I'm gonna make you suffer and wait until we get there."


I dramatically gasped."Not to your own sister!"

"Especially my own sister."


We both laughed and headed outside to Dylan's motorcycle. I love the fact that he let me get on it. Some guys would be overprotective of their vehicles, but he didn't seem to mind.



Riding on the road behind my big brother seemed like a perfect little sister moment. He gave me my own helmet and we made our way to the surprise.