Emma
"How can you watch this show?" Noah asked, sitting beside me as another episode of Adventure Time started.
"Meh! I think it's wise to know what to do in a post-apocalyptic world. You know being best friends with a talking dog and shit." I said grinning at him. That earned me a pillow thrown in my face.
"Right and candy people with no sense." he laughed while getting even more comfortable on the couch beside me.
I smiled to myself noticing for the first time how different my older brothers were compared to other older brothers I knew. They will stay and watch my silly shows with me, visit the mall and even listen to my boy problems. They were truly a conundrum. Noah and Jonah were popular not only at high school when they attended but in the entire pack, yet they don't keep many friends.
"Emma. Sweetie. It's time to train. " I heard my mom yelled from the library.
"Sure mom," I said putting the TV on silent. Just one more episode.
"One... Two.... Three...." Noah counted with a silly grin. Rolling my eyes, I tried to get back into focusing on the show. Ice King was being an idiot again but I missed the concept as to why. Did he kidnap a princess again?
"Putting the TV on silent doesn't help little girl," she returned.
I groaned in defeat, so much for cartoon time. "How does she do that?"
"How about being a wolf ?!" My brother said sarcastically.
"Hardy har har"
Not one of my best moments.
Going upstairs to change into my training clothes my phone rang just seeing the name flashing across the screen brought a smile to my face.
"Yes, I am coming to training and yes, he's in tow," was my immediate answer when the call connected.
Laughter on the other line was the reply. "Good enough Emma bird. Jonah is here already. How can the third-in-commands daughter be so lazy " the caller responded in an amused tone. Mason was my best friend since diapers, a bond that both of us couldn't explain.
"How about his daughter prefers to be away from sweat and bruises?"
"I still don't get it though you hardly train yet so strong in fighting."
"Strong genes my dear Mase."
"Whatever you say, Emmy. Ah shit. Can you get here.... like now? Heather just showed up." he said in an exasperated voice.
I literally laughed picturing the scene that may be taking place at the moment. "Your bill is racking up," I said, listening the background noises on his side.
"Fine. Five restaurants for a week excluding that stupid posh restaurant a town over." Desperation laced his voice and like the best friend, I am I reveled in his misery.
"Deal!"
Going out, Noah was waiting for me patiently. Hearing me approaching he turned and looked at me sternly in a silent warning. "I know but...." I started to say before he gave me the 'It doesn't matter' look.
Along with my father, my brothers were strict with punctuality and constant training. I still had yet to figure out why. Our pack was well hidden and the most peaceful pack, we haven't had a rogue attack in years and that says something.
We took a short walk to the training grounds to meet up with our brother and friends, I stood back and looked at the scene before me. My father was training a group in hand to hand combat while others were in their wolf form mock fighting.
Our pack is a very peaceful purebred pack, not as big as most but respected by others in the US. Moon Dust is a secluded pack that has never been bothered nor brought into war or in any major rogue attacks.
Our Alpha kept it that way and we are eternally grateful to him for this. Our territory is like any other small town you can think of. The usual movie theater, cafes, shopping center, schools, workplaces, beautiful colonial houses and also the whole suburban feeling.
Humans also lived among us due to a few werewolves being their mates. We are still a secret to the majority of the human population only a few accepted us while others considered us abominations, the devil's brood. We have learned to accept that not every word is a kind word.
Looking around I found the person who needed my help apparently. As I got closer, I overheard him tell Heather that he was not interested in something. Probably the subject of dating as it was the same every time.
"Hey Mase, I'm here. Let's go training, you gotta teach me that new move." I said with much fake cheerfulness. He released a sigh of relief as Heather spun around annoyance clear in her eyes. "Beat it brat. Grown-ups are talking" she snapped at me. I wanted to point out that we were the same age but I guess that hasn't registered to her but that would be a longer conversation, I think.
"Who are they?" I asked faking confusion.
"Us," she said motioning between herself and Mason.
"Heather, look I really have to tell you this. Mason... Mason..... He's just not that into you. Your perfume makes him nauseous, you hooked up with the majority of the guys in our age group and basically, he's not and never will be interested in you."
I didn't mean to be so blunt but Mason was too much of a good guy to let down a girl no matter how bitchy that girl can be. It's a trait he sometimes hates.
She glared at me and tried to come up with a retort but failed miserably.
"You ... You.... Ughhhhhhh" was all she was able to say before leaving.
Mason fell to his knees hugging my legs in many thanks "You're the best ever! Thank you for saving me." he said releasing a huge sigh
"There. There. How can you say that bout to the girl who helped you get rid of your virginity." I said with a smirk while patting his head.
He looked up at me with narrowed eyes. "Why do I tell you my secrets if you're gonna throw it back in my face."
As typical best friends since we were in diapers, a lot of secrets have been shared. Being the beta's son and myself being the third in command's daughter gave us a jump start to our friendship. We were and still are inseparable, thick as thieves.
Everyone thought as we became teenagers the friendship would end, but we proved them wrong. Both of us will be 18 in a few months, finishing high school within a month and ironically, we both got accepted into Brown University. He got a football scholarship while I got in with an academic scholarship. Weird right.
"Because you love me more than Pb&j" I said tugging on his ear. He gave me that goofy grin all girls always fall for with but I was totally immune.
"And you love me more than Nutella" he countered while getting up to throw an arm around my shoulders.
"Only you Mase".
For the rest of the training, I did hand to hand combat training with Mason while my brothers were in wolf form training others in defending attacks. They were the strongest fighters in the pack also the first twins to born into the pack in 20 years. The elders said it was due to our pack being so peaceful that the Moon Goddess blessed us. To me, it was pure luck.
"That's enough for today. See everyone tomorrow" my father yelled at the front. Every one left besides me, my father, Noah, Jonah, and Mason.
Dad waited till no one was within hearing distance then came over to me. My father was a force to be reckoned with, his powerful body screamed power along with his 6’1" height. His eyes betrayed no emotion that only his family were lucky enough to see it.
"You did well today sweetie. Ready to go for a run?" He asked me with pure adoration in his eyes. I looked at my brothers who smiled my way while Mason kissed my head. I nodded in response and followed him to the edge of the forest.
My wolf was excited to be let loose which made me even more excited. I was bouncing impatiently as the others got undressed.
Since I first shifted at 13, I always went for a run with my family but no one else. Everyone in the pack thought that I was a late bloomer, yes, I got bullied about that but there was a reason why my family and the Beta and Alpha families chose to do so. The presence of my wolf was a secret. An important one. I don't know why but my parents said it's for the best.
I watched as my brothers shifted into their identical brown wolves with golden eyes, then Mason into his grey wolf with blue eyes. Finally, my father a large reddish-brown wolf with dark eyes, all circled me as I shifted.
Mason's wolf licked the side of my face as my brothers and father playfully bit my ears.
'To the lake and back sweet girl,' my father told me through the mind link.
“Yes daddy!” I said as Noah and Jonah ran ahead. Mason was by my side as always as I followed them while my father brought up the back.
In human and wolf form I was faster and bigger than any other she-wolves. My wolf was very unique. This happens when you're blessed with such a rare wolf spirit. To record, I am now the first white wolf in a century.
I have yet to know why.
