"NOLAN"
i sit strait up hearing my name.
"BREAKFAST IS DONE BUDDY"
i groan picking myself up off my bed. i throw on an old t-shirt and pair of sweats, walking down the stairs trying to get my messy hair out of my face. I have no motivation this week. It is the day before my 18th birthday and this week was going to be filled with parties, meeting, and mating arrangements. all shit that i couldn't care less about.
finding my mate has never been a topic i cared much about. i don't need my mate to survive, i only need myself because in the end that's all i have,
i was the adopted 'son' of alpha Ezra of the crescent eye pack, my mating was bound to be celebrated with or without my say. But the reason why the week was going to be such a nuisance was because the alphas son Dylan is also turning 18 which means he will be taking the title of alpha along with his mate and our Luna.
"my room is right above the kitchen you don't have to scream bloody murder" i say making sure to sound more annoyed then i really am.
"what's the fun in the" Ezra says with a smile that could cause someone to go blind. Ezra is not my father but he was the closest thing i was getting to one, i was not Ezra's son and i am okay with that. i was perfectly fine being labeled the 'charity case', because that what i was. i was the small little omega abandoned on his door step.
"so N what do you have planned for tomorrow?" he wanted me to go mate hunting. i already new but that was the last thing i wanted to do, and calling me that nick name made me want to crawl back into my bed and die.
"nothing.... just kinda chill" i was being honest. i knew this week was going to be a shit show and i really don't want to be anywhere near it.
"chill? Nolan its your 18th birthday you might not think its a big deal but you cant just lie around doing nothing!" Eileen cuts in from the dinning room, she was the packs Luna and Ezra's mate. she is beautiful, but her looks distract you from the fact that she kill you with her pinky finger. her long hair and kind green eyes made her even more intimidating.
"you have to be at least a little bit excited to find your mate?" she said in a more questioning tone.
"if he even has a mate" a voice came from the door way. I shrug it off not bothering to look where the voice came from. honestly not hating the idea
"of course he has a mate!" she walks over to her son grabbing him by his long hair making him wince in pain and crouch down to her level. "don't joke about that shit" she says before slapping him in the chest
Dylan hates me
why? well i still don't know the answer to that. i used to beat myself up over it for years but then it became a problem i could care less about. he was constantly telling me i was not apart of this family. it never really made sense to me, we grew up together but we never got along. i never liked hanging around the pack kids because they would always whisper about me and it wasn't fun being talked about in front of your face. i just wish i had the balls to tell him that i don't want to be apart of his family.
i never. i'm so great full for Ezra and Eileen's kindness, they always took care of me. i always felt different and that's something i got used to. i started to hate that they tried to make me fit in when i simply didn't. Dylan was helpful in pushing me back into my normal state of mind, he didn't walk around on his toes with me and i was grateful for that.
i didn't talk much for the rest of breakfast it was mostly Aubrey who the lead the conversation. she was the alpha's youngest at 11 years old . her bright red hair and multi colored eyes made sure you wouldn't miss her in a crowd.
"i'm gonna go on a run" half way out the door, not listening if they responded.
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The sun would be setting soon, I spent most of my day avoiding people, I just wanted a couple hours to myself before tomorrow. I went to this spot in the woods, I go there to clear my head when I become to overwhelmed. I have been prone to panic attacks sense I can remember, I was better at handling them now. Luna says that everyone has some levels of anxiety and my levels are just higher "it's completely normal" she likes to say. But deep down I know it not normal, it hard enough being the alphas adopted son but oh shit here's a knee slapper
he's fucked up mentally too.
I don't have many people to talk to, not that I want a ton anyway. Oakley and Caitlyn were the first people I opened too. mostly because they wouldn't leave me alone no matter how much I simply didn't talk to them at all. The first two months of them falling me I didn't say a word. I was the weird adopted son what did they want to do with me. But I finally snapped when I yelled at them for arguing over something stupid. They looked like kids in a fucking candy store there smiles were so big.
After that I felt obligated to talk back to them and they stuck to me not really caring if I didn't like it or not.
Dad wants you home
Aubrey says through the pack link. I groan realizing the sun was nearly down, I get up and shift my four legs hitting the ground
Tell alpha I'm on my way
Can't you tell dad yourself, she says through the pack link practically dripping and annoyance.
I cut of the pack link.
Your not going home, max my wolf says as i turn out of the path home
No I'm going to the lake I don't feel like being smothered.
I don't want to do this tomorrow.
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bonded by omega
WerewolfNolan is the alphas adopted "son". He's an omega and is seen as weak, fragile and the outsider the alpha took under his wing. Nolan doesn't expects to get rejected by his mate, if he even finds one but what happens when he finds his mate and thing...