4: Happy 16th

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Amy Allisons POV

My tongue darted over my teeth as mum stood, going to prepare the cake. Fingers crossed no one in the pack was my mate. I was going to wait, earn love. Settle further in my future - who knows - maybe I could hold a high position in the pack? Hopefully.

"Honey can you go wake Alyssa and Axel." Mum pressed a kiss to my forehead. Smiling, I complied and did as she asked.

Finally the day I had wanted - had hurt people for - was now uninteresting. Which was thankfully a good thing - if I hadn't known what I had been doing was wrong, I would never had seen I was in the wrong.

I cringed at the memory of my past self - and what I had done.

The things I said to Alyssa only recently stopped haunting me twenty-four seven.

And the thought her happy - I skipped up the stairs. I went to throw the door open - stopping. From the last few months I've realized barging in on them without warning was scarring.

So I knocked - no reply came so I reluctantly opened the door. Letting out a relaxing sigh, the two were fast asleep. Well - Alyssa had woken up and was blinking up at me with a smile. "Axel babe." She stretched, nudging Axel a few times, causing him to wake up. "It's nearly time handsome." She smiled down at him - I felt like I was intruding - or I was uncomfortable with Alyssa making lovey eyes with my brother.

So shuffling out, I closed the door, padding back downstairs. "They're on their way."

"The two never seem to be able to stay awake on sixteenths." Dad joked, setting up the stack of plates.

It seemed to be true - although Alyssa and Axel had been doing many things today and deserved a little rest.

Alyssa came downstairs holding Axel hands, Axel pressing a quick kiss to the back of her head before dragging her to stand beside me. I smiled. Ture and genuine.

I was happy.

There were no problems - my brother and best friend were in love. I had great friends. And I was happy with myself.

No problems.

There better not be.

Turning sixteen kind of made me nervous - I might find my mate - and no offense - I don't want one.

I don't deserve one.

And plus, he won't be patients and probably force me to give up my dreams and become some person who was supposed to only focus on him.

That might have been me in the past - but not anymore.

I, Amy Allison, am an independent soon to be sixteen year old. And I don't plan on letting anyone change that.

Especially for a misinterpretation of love. A conceded thought that obeying and pooring everything into how the other feels and nothing else and having someone control your life. That wasn't love. That was imprisonment.

And I had enough of living my life with my mind in a cage that I thought were the expectations of a female wolf.

And as I stared at the cake in front of her - her mother starting to light the candles - I smiled.

I was happy here. With my family.

Mum, Dad, Axel and Alyssa - my family.

Alyssa would probably legally be my family, sister-in-law. My face paled - oh my. My best friend could possibly end up as my sister-in-law. That made me instantly want to smack my head on the counter in embarrassment.

It was cute but - really? That is so awkward.

"Happy birthday to you." It started. The Allisons family ceremony - tradition - in our family. Smiling, this was something to be a part of.

Happily, I smiled, sending a look in Alyssas direction - her hand in her mates, my brothers.

And I blew out the candles - wishing for nothing I had everything - but wishing for something I didn't have. To keep it that way.

I wished to not meet my mate.

Not just yet.

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