Birthday

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Friday October 15, 1999

*Logan's POV*

This is it. My 18th birthday, the day I'll finally be able to shift and become stronger. I'll have better control over Raegor. Soon, I will find my true mate.

Werewolves shift for the first time on their 18th birthday and once they are one with their wolf, they can find their mate. I'll know my mate by her smell, her wolf will call to mine and we'll complete each other.

A wolf's first shift is painful and unpredictable. All the wolves in the pack shift for the first time in the soundproofed basement of the pack house. There's been rare instances when an omega has lost control of his wolf and the Alpha has had to intervene to control the beast. However, I'm the future Alpha and I don't need anybody to intervene. My uncle's not even around , to show the rest of the pack how much he trusts me as a future leader.

At exactly 2:33 am, I feel the shift start to take place. I try not to scream but the pain is unbearable. I don't know what's worse, the pain or the horrible sound of my bones breaking and readjusting. A few seconds later, though it feels like years, Raegor stands in the middle of the basement. I admire him in the basement mirror. His fur is the color of my hair, his eyes brighter but still so much like mine and there's only one thing on his mind: Mia. Well, shit!

*Carolina's POV*

I wake up at 5:30 am to get ready for school and my whole room smells like Logan. It's his 18th birthday, so last night was probably the last night he'll spend at my house. He's finally moving out of his mother's house. Diego told me that Logan found the perfect apartment and it's cheaper than he expected because he's going to have a housemate.

Things with Logan have been touch and go after the 3am conversation. He's been avoiding me, but I decided to give him the time he asked for. At least, he broke up with Cindy. Kids in school are saying it's for real this time. I also broke things off with Max, it wasn't fair to string him along. He was pretty cool about it and we stayed as friends. I was hoping to see Logan at school today but he skipped it,
probably to move his things today.

After school, I bake a chocolate cake for Logan with a big 18 on top. My mom drops me off at his new apartment on her way to work, happy that I'm making an effort to mend things with Logan. She misses him and she knows that I miss him, too.

Logan's new place is two blocks away from Starlight University.  Great, he's close to so many cute college girls. It's a brick building that houses mostly students. I take the elevator to the third floor and knock on the door of apartment 322. Suddenly, I feel silly being here. It's not like Logan invited me, I even had to get the address from Diego.

The door opens and I'm hit with loud music and the smell of alcohol. I'm surprised to find a party going on. He's having a birthday party without me? I'm about to run away when the guy that opened the door yells out over the music "I'm Steven, Logan's housemate." I instantly like him. He is good looking, with blonde hair long enough to tuck behind his ears, a sincere smile and eyes the color of a stormy night.

He takes the cake from my hands and leads me to the kitchen. It's somewhat quieter in here. "I'm Carolina." "I know, he's got your picture in his room. Told me all about his best friend and warned me not to call you Mia." I laugh. "He's the only one who calls me that. Where is he?" "He's around. It was nice meeting you." He says and leaves me to wander the apartment on my own. All of the elite is here as well as some college students that I don't recognize.

I finally find Logan, he's in his bed with a topless Cindy on top of him. He doesn't even notice me. I see his hands grabbing her butt while they kiss. It's obvious where they're heading. I turn around and run out of the party. I end up walking home because my mom is working and I have nobody else. Thank God our small town is safe enough that a three mile walk at night is not considered dangerous.

I keep replaying the scene in my head. How could I ever think I could compete with a cheerleader? Her body is perfect, so is her hair and her stupid face. I don't notice that I'm crying until the tears don't let me see where I'm going. I keep walking, every step takes me further away from Logan. I'm a mile from home when Logan's car pulls up next to me.

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