Chapter 1
Celeste’s PoV
A warm cozy room, with a tree shaped bookshelf, a door, a small closet for my clothes, a window with a ledge to sit on and a bed on 4 sides of my room. This is my tiny bubble, my safe haven in the whole world. My small cozy, happy place.
Living in it is me, Celeste. I’m a 17yr old werewolf, of the Midnight pack, with loving parents, dependable but teasing siblings and caring friends. What more can a girl ask for? Well maybe except for a loving mate. I let out a chuckle at that thought.
“Cel, breakfast’s ready!” My mum calls out.
“Coming mum!” I call out. My tummy rumbles at the thought of food. I hope it’s pancake and maybe, just maybe my mom will be generous with the chocolate syrup today. A girl can hope. Right?
I walk down the stairs to see my brothers already scarfing down their food. They must be famished from morning training. The training of my pack is really tough for those who do train. Some she-wolf’s opt to not train like me and we have separate role we’re suppose to play in this pack. I feel a ruffle on my head. Looking up, I see my dad. I give him a goofy smile as he gives me a gentle peck on my forehead. We both seat ourselves at the table.
My mom puts food in front of us and pancakes it is. Awesome! Now if I just had the chocolate syrup it’ll be perfection.
“No sweetie, no syrup”
“Awwwww mom” I whine
“Hmmm. I might consider it if you come and help me and Luna Rose after school” she says
Yup. That’s my mom for you. Whenever she’s wants me to do something I don’t want to, she bargains with food like I’m a little girl. And so far, she’s always got her way. I’m hopeless aren’t I. But what she doesn’t know is I let her think she wins. Is what I say to make myself feel better.
My dad signs ‘trust me’. And I think, why not?
“Nope. You know I don’t get along with her children mom” I plead to her.
“You don’t even try. The alpha and beta’s children would definitely welcome you. Your father’s rank is a gamma after all” she exasperates. Why won’t she understand that they won’t? I don’t get along with them. Well, I did, but teenage caught up to them and not with me, I guess. My mom looks at me and of course can tell what I’m thinking.
“If only you were more like them. Dress up a little, touch up, style your hair and work on your popularity” and there she goes again.
Why can’t she let me be? I’m not like them. I’m not a social butterfly. I’m naturally beautiful enough with my auburn hair and jade green eyes. I’m a quiet and elegant beauty like my dad says, though a bookworm.
But the main reason I can’t is because they screw around. A lot. Neither of them are waiting for their mates and they fuck with whosoever they please. I can’t except that. Maybe I can if they get a boyfriend or two and stick with them. Looking at them, I can’t help but feel that I don’t want to look pretty just for the guys in school to want to sleep with me.
The only one who doesn’t amongst the high ranked wolves is my elder brother. My influence, I guess. I tried telling my mom this but she doesn’t believe me. Says these are allll excuses. I let out a tired sigh.
“Don’t you dare sigh at me little missy. Why can’t you just be a normal girl. All you do is mope around with your face stuck up in a book, in your room. Maybe I should just kick you out and see what happens!” she says pissed.
OKAY! Say whatever you want about me but not about my books or my safe haven. I am this close to losing it when dad signs ‘Calm down baby girl. Let me handle this.’ And I do. Cause I trust and believe that he can handle this.
“Love, don’t you have somewhere else to be than harassing our girl first thing in the morning?” My dad teases. Oh no! Poor dad. My mom directs her glare to him, instead of me. I wanted him to help, not for him to bear the brunt of her anger.
“Harassing, really?” She asks him deathly calm, sending chills down my spine. I could hear my brothers gulp beside me.
“Yup, my girl thinks so and that’s what it is.” He then looks at me and winks. How? How can he be so calm when…
“If she does try and be more normal, then I wouldn’t have to waste my energy every morning.” She exasperates. Harsh mom. Real harsh. What am I? Abnormal? Just for not being a social butterfly? For not being your definition of a perfect daughter and she-wolf by societal standards?
“Plus, aren’t you supposed to be on my side” she whined
“Nope, the moment she came into my life she stole half my heart and refused to give it back” I can’t help it. I smile. I love my dad. My mom too but dad more.
“Then what about Alex and me?” Luke, my little brother asks with my elder brother Alex nodding along.
“Share with your mother” he says waving them off. They just stare back at that open mouthed. I stand, walk up to him and proudly put my hands around him making him equally as happy as me in that moment.
“Why are you looking at dad. You should be very grateful that dad is giving you even that much” I tease looking smug. In an instant they were out of their chairs and tackled me to the floor.
And my dad just watched. Traitor!! He watched as they tickled me.
I laughed like hell, begging them to stop. Of course they didn’t otherwise it wouldn’t make a point. After what felt like an hour, they finally let go leaving me panting. I bring both their heads to mine. I love them to bits.
“We love you too sis. Don’t worry about mom. You’re perfect, just the way you are. If you weren’t my sister, I would definitely choose you as my girlfriend” Alex teases.
“Noooooooooo” I say covering my ears just to earn laughter beside me.
“Where are mom and dad?” Luke asks looking around.
“Here son. Your mom went to the pack house a second ago.” My dad says walking in with 2 chocolate syrup in hand. Awesome.
“Now you two finish your breakfast and get your asses to school. Alex you’re with me”
“Yes sir” we tease, saluting him. He smiled right back and went upstairs to take a shower.
Today’s day is off to a perfect start with pancakes and lots of syrup. Mmmm!
