The Wolves of Ulmer

Beginnings

This is a small chapter, they'll get longer as I go.

“Ow, Bryn, stop, that hurts!” I groaned as she pulled at my hair with the comb.

“Well, maybe it wouldn’t hurt so much if, you know, you actually brushed it every once in a while.” Bryn retorted.

I looked up at my older sister. “I had more important things to do.”

“Hmph”

I looked at my reflection as Bryn continued to untangle the rat’s nest that was my hair. The last time I’d put a brush through it was probably about a week ago. Hey, normally I’d comb it once a day or so, but the past days had been really busy.

Bryn let out a sigh of happiness as she finished unraveling my hair. She took a lock of hair and laid it out by my face. “I wish my hair looked like yours.” She said. My sister put it into a simple braid down my back.

I turned around, laying my eyes on her light blonde hair. “Bryn, please.”

My reflection on the mirror showed a pretty girl with darkish golden hair. Well, it was more of a mismatch of colors. Blondes, oranges, goldens, browns, all of these were found in my hair. My sister, on the other hand, was completely stunning. Light golden locks frames her high cheekbones and hazel eyes. She, Astrid, and Gunnar (the triplets) had inherited our mom’s looks, while me and Loa, my younger sister, had inherited our dad’s looks.

“Bryndis, Thyra!” I heard my dad’s deep voice from outside the hollow. “You don’t want to be late now, do you?”

My mouth broke into a large grin and I bounced forward, landing on the balls of my feet. I twirled around, the ends of my nightgown swishing as the air caught them.

Bryndis laughed, handing me a light yellow dress, which I quickly slipped into. “Settle down Thyra, we don’t want to mess up your hair.”

She was right. Today, everything had to be perfect. I was meeting the man I’d be spending the rest of my life today, and I couldn’t mess it up. I was going to be a Luna, for Odin’s sake. I felt a pit of nervousness in my stomach.

“Do you think he’ll like me?” I said, tugging at the hem of my dress.

“I think he’s going to love you.” Bryn looked into my eyes. “Go on now, before dad has a panic attack.”

I smiled and spun around, heading towards the door. Just before my hand hit the brass doorknob, I heard my sister.

“Thy?”

“Yes?”

“I don’t want to worry you or anything, but..” She paused.”Just..be careful, okay.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, Its just that.. I’ve heard that some Alphas can be a little…possesive.”

“Okay.” I said, then added: “I’ll be fine. Don’t worry Bryn.”

She looked as if she was about to say something, then shook her head and smiled.

“Go, dad is waiting.”

I smiled and turned the knob, pulling the door inwards as I stepped out into the fresh mountain air.