I just stared at him with my eyes bulging out of my head. What the hell did I just do?Mouthing off to an Alpha or future Alpha can lead to serious consequences, but how the hell did I know he was one. I wasn't even a full were, my brother is though.
The thing is when my brother and I were conceived only one of the fetuses would receive the were gene, passed down from my father. Since we were a faternal set of twins the male received the were gene, being a more dominant gender. I, on the other hand could never become a full were. My mother was a human, and not my dad's mate. I think in the end she couldn't stand my dad, knowing my dad would never fully love her like a mate would love its mate. She was of course was the mother of his children and he would always love her for that but its hard to be considered second best to someone.
So with being the daughter of a human and a Werewolf granted me more abilities than a normal human, my senses were amped up more and I had more strength. The only downfalls were I could never be able to shift into a wolf and I could have more than one possible mate, were or human. I've heard of stories where a hybrid like myself ended up with two weres as her mates, she ended up killing herself in the end cause she couldn't deal with decision of choosing one over the other. I don't know how I would react in that kind of situation.
"Shit, I'm so sorry, I didn't kn-" I was cut off halfway through my apology.
"Don't worry about it, how could you know? I mean your only a half were, its bound to happen." he finished, completly degrading me with the last few words. Yeah, sure I know I'm only a half were but you don't have to rub it in my face.
"Oh thanks, that's so considerate of you." I reply with a sarcastic tone. "You know I would love to stay and chat here but I'm going to be late." I say as I turn around and walk back over to my makeup counter. I grab my favorite perfume (Burberry London) and spritz it on my left wrist and rub my right wrist over top. I then spritz the sides of my neck and place the bottle back down on the counter. I face the boys again, Pen has a look of exhaustion while James just stares at me with an intruigied serious look. I couldn't take the awkwardness anymore.
"Oh-ma-gawd! You guys are making me feel uncomfortable." I groan accusing the two of them. Thats when I came up with the idea.
"If it makes you feel any better how about the two of you join along, that way you know I won't be getting into much trouble, not like I do that anyways." I suggest. I swear I made both of the guys piss their pants.
"Wait..what?" Pen asked with a surprise tone. "Are you being serious?"
"Yes I am,why is there a problem with me asking you guys to tag along with me to a house party?" I replied a little bit taken a back.
"I mean I don't go out a whole heck of the lot but tha-"
"Nate, You never I mean NEVER g-." Pen cut me off. That was true. I didn't really go out to the house parties that were had or attend the ones my brother threw.
"Go out. I know, I know but...I've changed. I actually want to be a little reckless for once.I want to experience being a teenager one night of my life." I told him truthfully.
I glanced over towards James and he had his arms crossed and leaning against the doorway of my room, completely amused by our interactions with one another. I couldn't blame him, we had the twin telepathy sometimes. I guess having were-blood in your genes enhanced our connections with one another. Somedays when we were really in sync with one another we could finish sentences of each one of our sentences. My dad would get really annoyed by that cause we were always cutting each other off. He thought we were being rude, interupting each other but we have never really had a problem with it. It was just a part of us we would always share.
"So what is the verdict?" I asked glancing between the both of them. James looked at Pen and just nodded at him. I was jealous I could never have that. Another damn were sense you inheritated. When you were a part of a pack you could use telepathy between other pack members and communicate with out even speaking a word out loud...ever.
"Okay, we are coming with you then." Pen answered finally. I just looked at him. I started thinking about the telephathy thing again and being a part of pack. The last time I remembered we were granted a free pass on the Midnight Water land, since being considered rouges still. We left our old pack in Red Deer so we had no authority technically, but if Pen had that communication with James then that meant he belonged to their pack.
I walked over to Spencer and grabed his arm and pulled it up from his side and faced his hand palm up and thats when I saw it. A freshly inked cresent moon with a pawprint shaded behind it. To be accepted into a pack for the rest of your life could be the greatest thing or a curse. Pen finally pulled his hand back and shoved it into his jean pocket and stared at me with such anger.
"What did you do?"I asked in such a whispered tone. I looked at him in the eyes, so many emotions overwhelming me. I was happy for him to be accepted but it also meant he could never depart from the pack, if that happened he would be killed for his betrayl. It also meant if I left, he could never visit with me. Contact outside of the pack was only permitted by the Alpha, and his future one is staring straight at me, not speaking a word. All of the sudden anger filled my body. James was the one who allowed this, and in the state that I was in, he suddenly appeared as a threat to me. I belined it over to him and slapped him across the face, my blood just boiling.
"Just so you know, I hate every living part of your body and I will never, I mean never forgive what you had done." I told him everyword dripping with venom of my threat. It was offical, I hated James and I despised the Midnight Water pack.
A/N:
Ello lovelys! I know its not great yet but I'mma gettin there, in time it shall be amazing. I am so so so so so so sorry for the late upload you guys. Work got a little cray-cray this week and shiznit. I will try and upload before Jshore next week on Thursday, but don't hold your breath if I forget lol. Comment, Like, Vote, Subscribe. You know you wanna ;)
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