The Foxes Legacy

Beta Bond

Brelle’s POV

I opened the windows and cranked Morgen Wallen on the radio. Letting the pain roll off my chest. I turned into the pack house driveway and parked the truck. Clover walks around the back of the house into the woods where my family’s house sits. Clover opens the door to my house, and I follow behind with the two boxes of pizza. The house is quiet, so the boys must not be home yet. Mom is in the kitchen and dad is being stupidly cute. She is trying to beat him away with the wooden spoon, but she is laughing and that just eggs him on more. I plopped the boxes on the counter and snagged a slice. I wanted that one day, happiness with a partner. My parents have centered their whole adult lives around each other to show us nothing but love and happiness. I think that is why seeing Chandler s**t all over our bond is hurting me so much.

Mom looked at me eating the pizza and sniffed the air. She smacked dad’s head, and he took in the air around us. I knew I should have taken a shower first. Clover grabbed a slice of pizza and went and gave my mom a hug before sneaking off to find MJ.

“Want to talk about it?” Mom asked as she gave me a knowing look.

“Not really. I just don’t get why dating is so hard.” I told them. Dad put his hands against the counter and hung his head low.

“Why couldn’t you and your sister be lesbians? I hate these talks. Did he hurt you? Do I have to call Uncle Ben? Also, why do you smell like Jace?” Dad looked like he was going to be sick. Mom pulled out her phone, but the door opened and Jace came in with the boys.

“She only smells like me because I could feel the pain of the alpha and I wanted to make sure she was OK. Nothing more.” Jace tells him as he snatches my pizza out of my hands and eats it.

“could you feel her pain?” Mom asked as she tilted her head.

“Yeah, dad says it’s a Beta thing. We are trained to pick up things through the pack bonds. I could do it with all of them if I was looking for it. No big deal.” Jace said to my mom. Dad looked over my shoulder to where the boys were.

“How does everyone feel now?” my mom asked. Jace closed his eyes and when he opened them, they were pale gold, almost yellow. It made him look scarier. He already had that bad boy image going, but when you see a boy like him with eyes like that, it makes your skin crawl.

“MJ seems pissed her bond is tight. Winston and JJ seem fine as well. The bond feels strong.” He paused and looked at me, his eyes filled with pity, which worried me. Please don't out my pain. He knew the hurt I was feeling. “Bree will be fine as well.” he closed his eyes and they returned to chocolate brown, putting my fears to rest. Mom was still looking over my shoulder and dad nodded. I turned around and watched Winston pull the pen out of JJ's leg. The smell of blood filled the air. JJ held the napkin to his leg and Winston looked at his best friend with a knowing face.

“I guess I need more practice.” Jace laughed, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Well, you got me right, I’ll be fine. Chandler is just an asshole. Sorry mom, I know that’s your godson. He’s being a jerk though. I hate the fact that we are somehow fated to be together.” I jumped off the stool and took another slice of pizza, walking toward my bathroom.

“Pizza in the shower?” JJ looked confused.

“Jace took my first one or I would have been done by now. I stink. I need a shower, so pizza comes with.” I told them as I closed the door behind me. I pull one of my yellow towels down off the shelf and start to strip as I eat my pizza. I pulled my long hair out of the ponytail and rubbed my head because of how tight it was. I turned the shower on as hot as it would go. I pull out one of my shower pods. It has oils in it that are released in the steam. It helps open my lungs and relax my muscles after a game.

I throw the crust in the trash can and jump in the shower and hope my skin melts off. Washing his scent down the drain but making me feel lonely when its gone. There was a knock on the door. My mom pushed it open when I didn’t answer. She closed and locked the door behind her.

“I think we need to talk.”

“Can it wait till I’m out of the shower?”

“Are you safe?”

“Ew mom gross I’m not having this talk now.”

“Yes, we are. You are mad and if I were you, at your age, I probably would have made some not-so-sound choices. Listen, why do you think Chandler is your mate? Explain it to me. Let me help you.”

“Well, dad and you have both explained it like pins and needles, like there is a current between you two. Plus, you and Aunt Jenny have always said we were fated to be together. We have always just fallen in line together like it was natural.”

“OK if your Aunt Jenny and I never mentioned the fated thing, would he be your type? If you were blindfolded and your sense of smell was cut off and you had to rely only on the mate bond that is being hidden by your wolf, could you pick him out of a lineup?” mom asked. I rinsed off and turned the water off, thinking for a minute about what she asked. I opened the door, and she handed me the towel. I wrapped it around me and enjoyed the clean fresh towel smell.

“I think I could. Like I said, we have always just naturally fallen in line together. I feel his eyes on me when I can’t even see him. My body knows him. He is all wolf though and he can’t feel any of the mate bond like I can. Which is why it hurts so much. If this was just a boy and I had no bond. I could get over it, but today he had me in his arms and I felt like he was finally honest with his feelings and then Taylor walked out of the locker room and called him babe.” I walked out of the bathroom and into my bedroom.

The white walls and my fuzzy yellow comforter relax my nerves. My mom says I have a bit of OCD. I like everything clean and in order. I’m the kid that makes their bed every morning before school. Yellow and pale colors tend to relax me as well. I went into the closet and, pulling out the ripped jeans and white tank top, got dressed. My chest is small, so I don’t even bother with a bra, never have. They are only B cups anyway. My legs and ass are super fit from all my years of sports. I have been working on my abs and arms for years, but I still can’t get them where I want them. Overall, I love my body. I’m just a little more athletic than I wish. MJ and Clover are fit but have curves in places I could only dream of. Mom sits on my bed and looks at me as I tie the tan flannel around my waist.

“Bree listen to me. Aunt Jenny and I are not mother earth. We don’t know who your mate is. Mother earth is the only one that holds that answer. A mate is finding the other piece of your soul. Your bodies will find each other no matter what. Don’t let mine or Aunt Jenny's words be the reason you force a bond with someone. This time next year you will know for sure if he is yours, but you can’t judge your mate by things he does before you guys know what you are to each other. God, if that was the case I wouldn’t be with Daddy.” She smiles.

“It’s hard to believe you and dad had it so rough. You guys make it look so easy.”

“Once that bond snaps in place, things will get easier. When things got hard, I couldn’t trust my mind or my heart because of the pain. I trusted my soul. If you hold your breath and close your eyes, sometimes the soul answers.” My mom kissed my head and closed the door behind her. I could hear the boys yelling across the hall and playing video games.

I slip my socks on and grab my makeup bag off my dresser. I walked down the hall, but I peak my head in on the boys. Winston is on the floor with a laptop and JJ and Jace are sprawled out on the bed with their Xbox controllers. Yelling at the TV. Winston is playing League. If it wasn’t a girls’ night, I would have joined them. Jace held out the extra controller my way, he was used to me being one of the boys.

“Sorry girls’ night. I have to actually go be a girl now.” JJ paused the game and looked at me.

“Nope, it's not happening. Go change.” JJ said, shaking his head.

“I’m sorry, little brother, you have an issue.” I knew my eyes had gone a darker blue with my wolf. He growled.

“JJ chill out dude. She’s an alpha. She can handle herself.” Jace said, looking me up and down like I was a piece of meat. It made me angry earlier when he did the same thing to Clover. I waited for him to meet my eyes again. He finally looked at me knowing he was caught and rolled his eyes at me. “JJ forgets you are a girl, and you can clean up nicely. Boys may look at you now, not just Chandler.”

“Well, don’t worry little brother, I can handle myself just fine.”

“It’s not you we are worried about, Bree. We know what guys are thinking about and would do to you.” Winston snapped.

“Oh, so you guys are the only ones allowed to f**k around? A girl has needs to you know.” I threw my hands in the air and walked down the hall to Mercy's room. I could hear the soft growl coming from their room and it made me smile. I was looking for a challenge. "Bring it on little boy." I yelled down the hall as I closed the door behind me. The body weight thrown against the door made me jump.