Many Hours Later
Brazil. It really is a beautiful country. And the people are so kind. Good food.
But I wasn't thinking about any of that. No. I was to nervous about Cassidy. Nothing like keeping a sister secret from well everyone, family included, to kind of make you tense.
I think Marcus was happier than I was when the plane finally landed. Me being stressed and tense was making him stressed and tense.
"Everything will be fine Ally," Marcus said for the hundredth time.
"You say that but-"
My eyes widened as he cut me off by pressing his lips over mine. I hate when he does that! It's cheating! He pulled away, "Relax."
I scowled at him, "Don't do that!"
He grinned, "Why not?"
"That's- it's- you're cheating!"
He smirked down at me, "Too bad for you that it works."
I was about to reply when the bus stopped. "We're here."
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"I thought it's be more of a cabin in the woods. Not well..."
"Not an apartment in a crowded city?"
"Yeah," he replied rubbing the back of his neck.
"Sometimes the best way to stay hidden is in plain sight. With all of the people here, it's esay to go unnoticed. But it also means she can't shift as often." If I were one for rambling I probably would have at that point. But I'm not.
So I ended up knocking on the door.
I felt like hours when it was probably a minute or so before it was opened by Cole. Cole is average height for a male wolf. About 6 feet maybe an inch taller at most. He had dark brown hair and eyes. "Alicia! What happened? I thought that we weren't to move for another month."
"Ci-Ci?" I heard Cassie's voice from behind Cole. Being my sister she shoved Cole out of her way and threw her arms around my neck.
I hugged her back tightly, "Case."
She pulled way and glared at something behind me. "Alpha!"
I pressed my lips together. "Yeah, not my fault."
Her eyes widened and she hissed, "Your mate is an Alpha?" My sister, to perceptive for her own good.
I nodded grimly, "Case, Marcus. Marcus, you could have tried to not be so disgustingly, glaringly, obviously Alpha?"
He scowled.
"Case, pack up."
"We're moving again?" she asked.
"Last one. I... as much as I hate to admit this. you'd be safe in the pack. And you'd get to meet our cousins. Our family."
"I'll be with you?"
I nodded.
"Okay." She left to go pack her stuff and Cole led me into the kitchen.
"Alicia, are you sure you trust this man. He is an Alpha."
"I know," I said, looking at Marcus in the living room. "And yes, I trust Marcus with my life."
Cole nodded, "I'm gonna miss the little squirt."
"You could come with us, Cole."
He shook his head, "No. I'm sorry kid, but..."
I nodded in understanding. The life of a Rouge, that freedom, it's hard to give up. I hugged him, "Thank you for watching after her, Cole."
He hugged me back, "You're a good kid, Ci-Ci. You take care of her."
I nodded, "I will."
"Ci-Ci!" I turned to see my sister with one large suitcase.
"You got everything?"
She nodded and looked at Marcus, "He's so big."
"Don't tell him that," I muttered, "the last thing he needs is an ego boost."
Cassie smiled and Marcus let out a low playful growl, "I can hear you, Ally."
I smirked, "I know."
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"You look tense," Cassie noted once the plane had taken off.
"She doesn't seem to like flying apparently," Marcus told her and grabbed my hand.
"They have drugs that help."
"No," I said through my teeth.
"Relax, Alicia."
"Don't you tell me to relax, Marcus."
He sighed and Cassie grimaced at him in sympathy. It concerns me that she's more trusting of him than I am.
Or is it just me? Does she see something in this man that I can't? Her vision unfiltered whereas mine is filtered by the things I've seen. The things I've spent the past 12 years trying to make sure she never has to see. I wish I could be that way. I wish I could really and fully trust him. I wish that I could love him.
I want to. I really do. It's just... sometimes things happen and there's no way for you to recover. And love, well how can anything good come out of love like that between mates? It makes you irrational. It makes no sense.
And yet I crave it. But then it's in human history to crave what you can't have.
THE END
Ha ha, nah, I'm kidding. I know it's short but I haven't updated in a while and it's midnight so screw that. I'll write a long chapter next time.
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Teen FictionYou see there are two types of people: the weak and the strong. Humans are in a constant struggle to understand their position on the power chain. It's different for people like me, a werewolf. We already know where we stand, there is no struggle or...