The Year of the Wolf (Completed) (Book One of The Almair Series)

Chapter 8 (Edited)

The next morning, I woke up early and thought that all of last night was a dream. I wasn't some sort of Super Being, and I was just... me. I was just plain, old, boring Martha Ann Johnson, who looked way different from the rest of her family.

I looked around the room, and I was glad at how much it looked like when I was younger. The walls were painted a lavender color with, white on the doorframes and window frame. It had a walk in closet, and it's own bathroom, which was good.

The room was big enough to fit a desk, a dresser that had a seat that can be pulled out, a queen sized bed, a nightstand, two bookshelves, and a couple of beanie bag chairs. Even with all that stuff, there was still room left over. I could have a couple of friends sleep over, and they have room to move around.

The carpet in the room was white, and it was soft to the touch. However, I had placed a deep, purple rug underneath my bed, so it contrasted from the carpet but not the whole interior of the room.

On the walls, there were white shelves that held my trophies or medals. There were also pictures of me doing things, plus plaques that I had won. There were even posters, but they were mostly of horses or quotes.

I shook my head and sighed before I started to stretch. When I was stretching, I saw a mark. The mark that symboled me as the Almair. So, that meant last night wasn't a dream. I was the Almair and the True One. I also had a twin brother, who was a wolf.

I groaned and sat back down on my bed, placing my arms around my head, annoyed. Ihave to get to school and live my life the way that I had lived it. It doesn't matter if I'm the True One or the Almair, since I'm still a Freshman at high school, and I could get killed at any minute.

I shook my head and stood, getting dressed. I hated school, but I knew that I had to go, because I was the Team Captain. Silently, I wrapped a bandage across my arm, hiding my mark from view. I knew that my friend would ask about it, but I didn't want to tell her. It could lead in her getting killed or the clan's secret out.

Silently, I opened the door and started to walked to the kitchen, When I walked in, I looked at the door and saw a wolf, sitting there. It was none other than Brody. I couldn't help but tense, because I was still cautious of him.

He watched my every movement, while I made me some cereal. He stayed silent, and I didn't know if he would say anything to me. I hoped he didn't, because I didn't need him to make me feel down.

I shook my head and placed my bowl in the sink. I saw a note on the back door and saw that it was from my mother. Quickly, I took it off and leaned against the counter, reading what she said.

Martha,

I have some business to take care of with the Wolves. I will pick you up at five pm, after school and your basketball practice.

Be careful and have a great day.

Love,

Mom

Well, I am glad that she remembered that I had practice today, but it didn't explain on why Brody was here, in the house. I frowned, not looking at him.

"Martha," Brody said, cautiously.

I turned to look at him, a cold look in my eyes. "What?" I asked, coldly. "Care to make me more miserable?

He looked away from me, and his ears went down. "I'm sorry. I-I wasn't thinking. It's just hard to know that I have a sister, and that she is my twin, who is the Almair. Mom told me that I had hurt your feelings, last night, so I just want to say I am sorry."

A frown was on my face, because I didn't know what he was playing at. Do I forgive him? I asked myself, staring at my twin brother. Yes, I do.

With that thought, I moved over to where he was seated and sat down in front of him. I couldn't help but smirk, when I started to see him shake a little. "I forgive you. And... I'm sorry that I was about to cuss you out. It's just hard for me to be someone who I thought I was but knowing that I'm not. It's just... it's just too hard."

He looked up at me, understanding in his eyes. "You don't have to be sorry for about to cuss me out. I deserved it."

I shook my head, not agreeing with him. "No. No one deserves it."

"Sooo, are we cool?"

I nodded my head. "Ya, we're cool."

He sighed with relief and grinned. "Good, 'cause I don't want to get on your bad side."

"Well, I've got to go. I'll see you tonight."

"Yes, I'll see you tonight," he said. He turned and looked at the door that was closed. He looked up at me. "Could you open the door, please? I don't think I can open it." He looked down at his paws and frowned.

I chuckled, stood up, and opened the door for him. As he was starting to go out, I thought of something. "Brody."

He paused and looked at me, a frown on his face. "Yes?" he asked, cocking his head. "What is it?"

I smiled at him. "I am glad that you are my twin brother."

Brody grinned, his tongue hanging out of his mouth. "And, I am glad that you are my twin sister." He nodded his head goodbye and left.

I couldn't help but shake my head and smile. Brody was something else, that was for sure. After a while, I closed the kitchen door and finished getting ready, hating the fact that something bad might happen to me.