Xaviers story

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I loved running. Since I had shifted about two years ago all I could do was run. Every chance I got I was out in the forest, either running laps around the border or chasing small bunnies for some entertainment, I just couldn't get enough. It helped to clear my head, whenever I started to feel suffocated at home or had another argument with my dad I came out here and I ran.

I was currently out here and running laps because my dad and I had got into another mega fight, about me not taking my Beta position seriously. I honestly don't understand what the big fuss was about though, I mean yes at one point the pack was going to have to rely on me a little more than they do now as I'd be second in command but it wasn't like I was Jax or anything. He was the one who always had to act responsible and take things seriously, not me.

I internally rolled my eyes again as my dads words floated through my head. He had caught me with another of the pack girls sneaking out of my room after a drunken night out. Safe to say he wasn't amused. I could feel my mum poking around in my head still, trying to open the mind link up so that she could talk to me about it, but I just blocked her out and focused on my run.

I loved my mum, deeply, but sometimes she could be a bit much. She was the peacekeeper between my dad and me, she never took sides and she never yelled, but you could always tell that there was so much she wanted to say. She wasn't one to step on toes though and so just stood beside the two of us as we yelled in each others faces, acting more as a referee than a mother and wife.

It wasn't like I didn't get along with my dad, he was probably one of my best friends, it was more the fact that we were just to similar. We both always had to be right and we both hated being wrong. We had some good times though. Being so similar to each other also meant that we had the same hobbies. We both loved to practise our fighting techniques, we both loved to watch and play football and we both enjoyed camping. Every year my whole family, my sister Louise included, would head out into another packs territory and spend a week camping. Of course we'd ask the Alpha's permission first and we never interfered with their packs life, but we always enjoyed our quiet time together. With dad working so much with Alpha Jackson and mum keeping Luna Emily company as the Beta female it was rare that the family had more than one night uninterrupted, but when we did, it was amazing.

We hadn't gone on our annual holiday yet this year, but we were looking to leave in the next few weeks. The place we usually stayed at was having issues with rogues and so didn't feel comfortable with four relative strangers staying on their land. Not that I blamed the Alpha, rogues meant serious business.

I smiled at the memories and sighed as I felt the wind ruffle my fur. I couldn't wait until we were out there, away from the pack for a while and away from the distractions. My pack was my home, and I knew that, but it was nice to get away for a while and just let your hair down.

I couldn't wait to go fishing in the lake with dad, usually unsuccessfully, as we spoke about the recent football games. Laugh at Louise as I watched her eat her sixth toasted marshmallow dipped in chocolate sauce, the sauce dripping down her chin as she tried to shove the huge chocolate treat into her mouth in one go. Smile as I watched my parents, still as in love as ever, dance in the light of the fire, dancing to some music that was obviously going on silently in their heads. It was bliss.

I hated my family sometimes, but damn did I love them.

Just then I heard a snap of a swig not too far behind me on my left hand side. I instantly froze and went into a slight crouched position, the training I had recently done with my dad surfacing into the forefront of my mind, until it was all I could think about. I was unfortunately up wind and so couldn't get a smell on the wolf but if it was crouching and not announcing itself, it must be bad news.

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