Waiting To Exhale (Werewolf Love Story) (Book 2) (Completed) *EDITED*

Waiting To Exhale (Werewolf Love Story) (Book 2)

Hi guys, this is book 2 in the mated souls series, please read Unorthodox before you read this one, it's short, should only take you about a half hour to read that one, if that. Thx for reading guys, you may actually get this book if you don't read the other one. But, it's not recommended to skip that one. __________________________

Elsey's P. O. V. (on right, Kelsey is on the left, in the picture)

"Elsey, come eat baby." Kiki, my adopted mother called to me. My real mother died a month after I was born, her mate, my father following shortly after. Even if I never met them, I miss them. My sister, Kelsey thinks differently. Kelsey's my twin. I love her, but she's so annoying.

"Coming, Mummy." I called to her. Racing down the steps, then jumping when I only had a few steps left to go. Landing perfectly on the balls of my feet I took off in the direction of the kitchen where everyone was already sitting. Daddy at the head, momma on his right, next to her was Brandon, then Carla (the little girl Kiki was pregnant with), then on the other side at the back was Kelsey, then me, then the next alpha, Emily.

Brandon and Emily's eighteenth birthday was today, I was nine, so was Kelsey, and Carla. Carla was eight months younger than Kelsey and I. "Happy birthday, Emily." I said smiling at her, I was Emily's favorite because I was kind, smart, gentle, eager to learn, sweet, but I had a dark side that very few knew about, and one was Emily.

"Why thank you sweetie, come here!" Emily said and patted her lap for me to sit on. I nodded eagerly and ran over to jump on Emily's lap. Emily made a small groaning sound under my small amount of weight. She leaned down to whisper in my ear, "Where getting our twins back today." she and I grinned evilly at our twins. They gave us the 'What are you two up to now?' looks and continued eating. This was our normal day, I ate sitting on Emily's lap, she and I would share a plate, we would plot revenge on our siblings then after dinner, we would go up stairs and play board games, video games, barbies, anything you could imagine together, or she would let me sit and listen to her talk on the phone as long as I didn't interrupt more than to ask who it was. We would talk about boys, and make up, first kisses and slow dances. I loved having Emily around.

"Emily, you're eighteen now. You're not going to leave me right?" I asked sadly.

She gasped as we raced up the stairs to get to my pink bed room, "I would never, if anything, I would take you with me." she said and I giggled at her failed attempt to trip me to get to the bed room first. She hated loosing, but did so often to me.  My life with Emily around was perfect, and it always will be as long as she's here. I'll miss Emily when she leaves to be with her mate. I really will.

When we arrived in the hot pink bed room there was a knock at my window, I stared at it as Emily walked over to see who it was, a boy, about Emily's age stood there on the small balcony that I had. "Oh, hi, Danielle!" Emily smiled and let the boy in.

"Is he your mate Emily?" I asked, part of me was excited and the other part was sad that Emily could leave me for him.

"No, Danielle isn't my mate, just a good friend." she smiled at Danielle.

"Besides I'm gay anyway." Danielle smiled at me.

"Emily? What does that mean?" I asked her and she giggled slightly, "That means he likes boys, not girls." Emily explained.

"Oh... that makes sense, well, since you aren't trying to take Emily away from me. Hi, my names, Elsey!" I said excited to have a new friend.

"Nice to meet you Elsey, I'm Danielle, and this-" he pointed to the boy next to him, "-is my brother Kane."

"Hi!" I said just as excitedly.

"Hello!" Kane said and sat down next to me, he seemed just a little bit younger than Emily.

"How old are you?" I asked.

"Fifteen, you?" he asked.

"Nine..." I mumbled. Weeks passed and every day Danielle and Kane would come over to play with us, but it wasn't until my ninth birthday that something weird happened. I fell, a cut on my leg with a rock wedged in it, I screamed for Emily, but she was at work, the only place she never took me. My knee hurt with a passion, and the first person to my side was Kane, he was our neighbor. That's how Emily knew him. He cursed knowing that using his own lightly bleeding finger he was going to have to get the rock out. When he touched my knee and our blood mingled, something strange in the pit of my stomach happened. I didn't hurt anymore, the wound healed before my eyes then disappeared.

"Oh no... Emily's going to kill me..." he said as he watched both of our wounds disappeared, mine was replaced by a small tattoo like thing where our blood had touched, and a tattoo covered his finger. I reached down and pocked the small tattoo like thing, a zap of electricity passed through my body and I felt whole again. I felt my body glow like it had glow in the dark stickers all over it. It felt different, weird, nice.

"What happened?" Emily yelled running towards me. She suddenly stopped. Looked at us both. "What?" she asked in a very confused voice.

"Em... let me explain. You see, she was playing, and she fell, she got a rock in her leg, it could have damaged her knee if I didn't get it out, I had to. I didn't get a choice in having her as a mate, my finger was bleeding from the paper cut I got a minuet ago. I'm sorry." he explained.

"It's fine with me. But, you get to tell my father. Come on Elsey, let's get you home." she said and tried to pick me up, I had an overwhelming urge not to leave Kane though. I thrashed in Emily's arms, trying to get out, wanting to be with Kane and not Emily.

"I'll take her in, Em." Kane said holding his arms out to my tiny frame, they could easily pick up a ninety pound girl. Emily could hold me for days with out it even wearing her out the slightest bit. Kane could pick me up with ease, and he did so, laying me gently on his hip, I wrapped my arms around his neck so I was in a comfortable position. He placed his hands on my lower back so I was held up better. He then started carrying me into the house. Really whatever he had to tell Daddy, Brandon would be ten times madder, he was like the way to protective older brother. But, it was just over me. Occasionally Emily when she didn't tell him to shut up or mind his own business, or rarely smack him, or have me do it, yes, she has me do it most of the time.

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Please read Unorthodox or you will be confused, that was Kiki and Laydon's story (the parents) if you haven't yet!! Thx for reading guys. Chappies after this will be longer, I promise. This was just the first one! So ya... they will be longer!!

~Cede and Jess

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