Moonlighting ~Slow updates~

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Heavy droplets of crystal clear water slid down the windowpanes, they squiggled meeting one another in a small puddle on the freshly white paint. Born into one of the largest packs if not thee largest pack around, I’ve spent my last sixteen years keeping to myself. You see I am the daughter to the Alpha, a mother who was the daughter to a Beta and a brother who will soon be taking over the pack that hates me.

Its not for the reasons you may think. I’m not a low rank, or a orphan. I’m just not as pretty as the rest of the she wolves, I lack the curve appeal the males desire. My mother kept trying to put it off that I was just a late bloomer. That line worked for a few years till girls younger then me were blooming, males didn’t bother listening to me after that. Its not all bad, my brother Seth is soon to be Alpha.

Somehow in all my unattractiveness Seth seemed to become closer to me, I’m guessing he likes that males aren’t trying to bag me at every turn throughout the pack house. Seth is one of the very few males in the pack that is waiting for hi mate before he….well does that. Teenage wolves are very hormonal, its actually sickening to think about how many partners most go threw before they come close to finding their mates. At the age of nineteen a male will find his mate, he’ll be able to smell her and only her.

My mother called is magical a sheer bliss of excitement will course threw your veins when he looks at you, I’ve heard the same lines for the last sixteen years of my life. None even excite me anymore. I wouldn’t call me the smartest girl in school, but I am clever and intelligent enough to know when I’m being bullshited.

As I sat on my windowsill watching the wind whip heavily falling rain, I began to daydream about the life I would have if my mate was here. There were plenty of young males still waiting for their nineteenth birthday to float around. One in particular was tomorrow, Trenton Seegar my brothers soon to be Beta was turning nineteen. If I told you he was the best looking male besides my brother, I wouldn’t be lying. Rich dark hair thick enough to run fingers threw was always gelled just enough to look sexy, eyes so sapphire they seemed to suck the very air from lungs.

He smelled good enough to eat with his high class cologne and after shave, as a child I was always around him and my brother. As we got older I started seeing a little less of him, due to training and such. When he came back from a long training session in the mountains I nearly dropped my hot chocolate. Trenton reminded me of a male model who’d just stepped out of the shower, sweat beads easily cascaded down his ripped torso. Low rise jeans that cased a few rips from tons of usage, the white of his boxers peeked out holding onto a very deep V inset.

It took all my will power not to jump him, I had been so lucky no one noticed my obvious staring. To many other females had lost their self control and were touching his…everything. Giving myself a good scolding was the first thing I did, while a heavy runner up was a cold shower.

I sighed.

The rain slowed when a boom of thunder echoed over head, flashes of lightening crackled. With a few of the whole back yard my room faced the Southside forest, tall evergreens poked into the graying sky. Every so often when a bolt streaked across the sky you could see the bright flash of the wolves on border patrol. They’d be turning over soon.

With a deep sigh I placed my romance novel down, it wasn’t like I had much of a romantic life to begin with. So I lived vicariously threw the woman in my books. Even though I was suppose to do boarder patrols like the rest of the pack members, my brother refused to let me. It didn’t sit well with some of the other females, however Alpha’s word was law.

And I made it a point to argue with Seth at every turn.

Flicking the light to our large kitchen I grabbed for the pots, when the shift would turn over the ones who’d been out in the storm would be annoyed and hungry. I figured the lest I could do was feed them a hot meal. A feed wolf was less likely to snap. Since it was close to morning anyways they were going to get breakfast foods.

Thanks to my mother I was a fairly good cook, I new what almost every male liked and didn’t like. Along with how they wanted steak or burgers cooked, on rare occasions a mated males mate would sneer at me for her mates thank you. I use to take it to heart, nowadays I was letting many things roll off my back.

Two dozen eggs and four packets of bacon later I was half ways done when three of the six patrols walked in with soaked bodies. Two were young while the third was a senior, it was the senior who looked surprised to see me.

    “Sian…what are you doing up? Its one in the morning” The two younger’s finally took notice shaking their hair like puppies.

    “Couldn’t sleep” I shrugged making up three plates, adding the French toast. The senior frowned taking a seat along with the others.

    “Your brother isn’t going to like you up this early” I rolled my eyes.

My brother was over protective, and thought I loved him unconditionally I also wanted to live my own life. I handed them each a folk while grabbing things such as milk, syrup and butter. The younger’s took no time in diving into their plates, while senior eyed me before taking a bite.

    “My brother will get over it.” I never swore, due to my mother being a newly changed Catholic. Though many wolves were not religious, some choose to follow some god. Afraid of ending in a pit of damnation. Personally I had no input on the matter.

Senior had open his mouth to protest when the screen door pulled open letting in the fresh smell of rain, it mixed with the intoxicating smell of one man in particular. Trenton in all his Beta glory walked threw soaked to the bristling muscles, the two behind him weren’t even in my line of sight. Looking like a Greek god that had been plucked right out of the last novel I had read in one night, I swallowed down the urge to moan softly.

Quickly I turned my back to the new group, eyes scattered over the food in front of me. Trenton laughed making my skin shiver. When the thick of an arm reached over my shoulder to snatch a piece of bacon I sucked in a breath, his heat pushed over my skin like razor blades. I froze. Unable to do much of anything with his presents so close.

His body moved away causing mine to beg to differ, they were all talking but I heard nothing. That is till Trenton spoke.

    “Yea well…if I’m lucky Nessy will still be keeping my bed warm.” His voice was husky with a wild undertone that made me want to purr.

    “That hussy warms everyone’s bed” Snorted one of the youngest. Trenton laughed again.

    “Yes… but she’s always coming back to mine” That one sentence had me screaming inside. I wanted to round on him, snap my jaws and growl like some over protective mother bear protecting her cubs. To keep myself inline I quickly made up two more plates, sliding them to the two new comers. They eyed me, but not for long-thankfully.

Like a field mouse I scurried past Trenton not giving him a second look, I thought I heard a throaty growl but never turned around to see for myself. In my room I dead bolted the door, learning long ago that a simple doorknob lock would never keep my brother out. He’d even go as far as learning how to pick locks.

Sighing with a hand on heart I rubbed my face with my other hand, something was wrong with me. I never got jealous or angry about males going after other females. But when it came to Trenton my wolf side seemed to push to the surface. Almost like she knew something I didn’t. Walking the few feet to my bed I crawled back in between the sheets, if I was lucky I could catch a few more hours before my brother started bagging on my door. He loved to take me for runs alone, he called it bonding time.