Mated consort

Chapter 1

"Taylor," my brother said with a sigh as he plopped in the empty spot on the bench next to me. He was wearing a black hoodie with jeans and sneakers like always; he looked like a juvenile. His bags, sitting on the ground next to our bench, eroding from all the traveling we did. "When are we going to stay in just one place?"

A grimacing look appeared on my face when he asked this question; the same question he asked every time we were leaving to go somewhere new. "I told you dude," I said. Sighing loudly. "We are rogues, we don't fit in anywhere." He breathed in loudly, slumping his shoulders when breathing out.

The bus made its way to a stop at our bench. "232." Was the number boldly painted in red near the door.

When we got to our seats I looked out the window and watched all the people going about their business, actually having a destination in life unlike my brother Sam and I. I pulled out the compact MP3 player I had stolen when we had resided in San Francisco, turning the music up as loud as it could, and closed my eyes as the bus slipped away.

It hadn't always been like this. In my first real memories, at ten, I am wearing basketball shorts and a tshirt training outside in the backyard of the pack house with the rest of the children my age. It is really, really hot, and my father is walking towards me with a look of gratification as I fought my training partner.

When I had pinned my partner to the ground and she had willingly fell into my dominance I stood in front of my father overjoyed with my fulfillment. "Did you see that, sir?" I asked placing my body in a stiff manor as he walked around us. "I sure did, you need to watch yourself more Taylor" he stated. I sighed. Slumping down. "She could have easily taken you down and you would have been killed." My father was always one for finding a fault, even when we had been victorious.

The rest of my early memories had all been similar, my father faulted every citizen in our pack when they did not accomplish his goals. Though things had drastically changed for us when my mother had been murdered. My father turned into a bitter psychotic alpha when the bond shattered, my brother and I were beaten daily, and I took sam to flee the horrible monstrosity that was our father.

He had tried chasing us to bring us back of course, we were the only living heirs to his pack, but even the slightest glimpse of our presence made him livid. Sam had been the most affected by our fathers turn. They had been way closer than my father and I had been, he never had faulted sam for anything, and he had shown love and compassion towards him.

At night after my fathers long days he would pulverize us almost like we were a throw rug that needed to be taken out, Sam would come lay in my bed the nights my father tortured him, crying himself to sleep in my arms begging to the moon goddess that this would end.

When the bus pulled into the station 18 hours later, people had been scattered everywhere some getting on a bus, like me others getting off busses.

"Excuse me?" I said to the lady. She looked up from her newspaper at Sam and I. "Can you direct us towards a motel?" I smiled at her.

Putting her newspaper down onto her bench she stood next to me. "You want to find the road on the other side of the station" she said. "when you hit the road outside take that for about 2 miles than take a right" she said.

"Thank you so much!" I exclaimed. Picking up my bags and pulling sam through the station we reached the road. It was bare outside, nothing stood except for the trees around the station building, we headed for the woods and once we had been hidden within the trees I set my stuff down. "Okay dude time to shift." I told him. I hid behind a tree stripping from my clothes, I heard the satisfactory of my bones cracking and reforming. Now in my presence was my dark chocolate brown wolf Nina (Nina meaning; fire) and in sam's was his chocolate brown wolf akecheta (akecheta meaning; fighter)

In my mouth, I picked up my bags that had been at my feet, looking at sam I nudged my head motioning for him to follow me. We jogged through the woods enjoying the tranquil feeling morning brought to us, playing with one another as we headed to the motel.

The 2 miles ended rather quickly, we hid behind trees once more changing into our clothes. In my bag I pulled out a stack of money, the night we fled from my fathers pack I had opened his bank account taking stacks to help Sam and I stay afloat while we ran.

Once inside our our room I dropped my bags onto the ground heading face first onto the bed Sam yawned yearning his way towards his bed "Get some sleep dude it's been a long couple days." I said. Walking over to his bed I pulled the covers over him kissing him on the forehead. "Goodnight tay." He yawned.

I walked over to my bed pulling the covers down and up over my body, as I gently laid down, and slipped into a heavenly sleep.

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