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“Yeah, I got that impression from Lisa in the Lounge. We will leave them be for now and see how they settle.” I responded wishing I could end this conversation and get to my bed.
“I spoke to some of the girls and from what I can tell your ‘Little Wolf‘ “he uses his hands to do little quotation marks around little wolf, “is called Anna. She is 15 years old and not very liked within the town. From what I gather it was openly accepted that she was to be punished for anything and everything by anyone” I wince at this. No child should have to grow up like that. “Keep going” I growl out, my wolf is angry, angry that a child is being treated like this.
James continues speaking quickly as if he wants to just be done and not think of it again “One of the she–wolves told me Anna often walks around sporting bruises, is ignored in general and has no friends. As far as she knows Anna has no wolf.”
“Bullshit.” I spit out. “She has a wolf, she’s just hiding. Abuse someone long enough and they become a shell” I am on the verge of letting my wolf out at this point. I remind Leo, my wolf, that we have killed her tormentors.
“I thought you said you couldn’t smell her designation?” James questions.
“I can’t. I can smell her wolf though.” I say in a quiet voice.
“Oh? Oh no.” James sounds sad on my behalf, when I look at him, I can see the sympathy in his eyes. “She’s your mate?” I offer a nod. I don’t want to discuss this further.
You see, wolves don’t find their mate until they are 18 years old. An Alpha though, we can scent our mates as soon as we meet them no matter our age. Our Elders think this is because we are the top of the pack. The most powerful of our wolves.
This is normally a good thing but in rare cases, like mine, our mate is under 18. By our own laws I am not allowed to tell Anna she is my mate. She has to wait until she is 18 and find out for herself. I am forbidden to be intimate with her by law and by something deep inside myself, all Alphas have this. I mean she’s just a child, despite it being all kinds of wrong it’s just gross. Yes, she’s my mate but I can honestly say that at this exact moment all I feel for her is protectiveness. I know that when she becomes of age this will change but as of now, I can’t even allow myself to think like that. It’s like a barrier in my brain and heart. Not even my wolf will entertain the idea.
“So, what now?” James asks with sympathy in his voice.
“I want her protected; I want her to have anything she wants. Nothing is too much. I also don’t want her overwhelmed. I want her to grow, become strong, and I want her to be happy. And when she turns 18, well I guess we will see what happens.” I share my desires for her. “She will be educated in school and at home. I want her ready to be Luna if she decides that’s what she wants when she comes of age. I will keep my distance. I don’t want to influence her too much.”
“Are you sure you can?” James asks. It’s a fair question.
“Yes, because you and Patrick will be responsible for her welfare in all cases.” It’s a no brainer, I want her looked after so who else better to put her with.
“We can do that Fraction; we can do that.”
“For the love of Goddess, don’t tell my mother.” We both laugh as we finish our coffees.
(Anna)
As I sit in the garden behind the packhouse I can’t help but think about the last two years. My life has changed so much, and mostly for the better. After a few months here I learned that my life at Mountain pack was not the norm for all packs. Here at Swiftmane I have never been slapped, kicked, belittled or even made to bleed.
For the longest time I would jump if a male would move too close to me, my internal instinct is to curl into a ball and make myself small like when I was a pup. I’m still wary of new males and some of the females but for the whole I think I’m doing ok. Beta James is really nice, he’s always there when I need him. Once I mentioned to him how sad it was to see all the flower boxes on the windows empty and then, as if overnight, they were filled with the most beautiful flowers.
Patrick the Head Warrior is trying to get me included in the training sessions but from what I understand Alpha Fraction has put his foot down. No training for the little wolf. God I hate that nickname. ‘I’m not little anymore damn it! We are strong!’ my inner voice is as temperamental as always.
At the far end of the garden I can see Patrick leading a sparring group. I can’t say it looks fun but I wish I could join. I want to defend myself, I want to be able to hurt people the way I was hurt. Ok, maybe not the same way but you get my meaning.
Suddenly a dark haired she-wolf sits down next to me “Alpha said to call you in for food” Eve looked at me “oh and Happy Birthday Anna.” I love Eve, she’s easily one of my best friends.
She turned 19 last week and is starting to become concerned she hasn’t met her mate.
“I’ll just go wash up” I say to Eve as I get up and head to my bathroom. Yes, my bathroom. Located on the fourth floor between the Alpha and the Beta, they didn’t want me sharing a bathroom with the warriors so a few months after I moved in a small bathroom was added for me and me alone.
As I walk into the bathroom I marvel at the claw foot bathtub, the round sink basin and the beautifully subtle pink walls. I love coming in here, dumping as many bubbles as I can into the tub and just soaking until I am all wrinkled.
After years of not having such luxuries I can’t seem to stop myself from taking baths as often as I can. I look into the mirror above the sink as I wash my hands. My hair has grown over the last 2 years, my once uncontrollable shoulder length deep brown hair now sits just above my bottom and is sleek and smooth.
Once I realised no one was going to be grabbing it I insisted on having it grown out. My eyes are brighter than they have ever been, a piercing blue as deep as the ocean. Over the last two months I keep catching glimpses of yellow in my eyes. I pray that it’s my wolf but I still haven’t heard from her. I quickly dampen my face and wash around my mouth. I want to make sure I don’t have any crusting skin bits on my lips. Yuck. I never realised I did it but Patrick pointed out that I nibble at my lips when I’m nervous. This apparently leads to me pulling skin off them, I’m trying to drop the habit. Honestly.
As I walk into the kitchen I hear Beth scold the Alpha “Henry Fraction Monroe you will wait for everyone”
“I’m hungry now, just a bite won’t hurt” I’ve never heard the Alpha whine before but I swear he sounds like a pup right now.
“Smells good Momma Beth” I say to the old Luna as I take a seat at the table, “Sorry for making you wait Alpha”