Surviving the Storm

Chapter 4

Storm

I glanced over and saw that Kat and Lucas were oblivious to everything taking place around them. They were so wrapped up in each other and completely lost in each other’s eyes. I was so happy for Kat, she just seemed so happy! As I watched her, I knew beyond any doubt she had found her fated mate. The thought of this made the fact that I would soon be leaving her easier to live with. Knowing she’d have someone to help her cope with my abandonment when I left here, had me feeling a little less guilty.

I was listening to the story that Asher was telling me of what he and his friends had gotten up to the previous weekend. I had my back to Cameron and Josh and the pool table, and I was so caught up in Asher’s story, that when an extremely heavy-handed tap pounded on my shoulder. I assumed it was Josh or Cameron being annoying, and I hissed “Piss off,” shrugging my shoulder to remove the hand. “Language little girl! Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?” an annoying but familiar voice taunted me. I felt a pang at the words when the voice continued saying. “Just kidding, no one is game enough to kiss you! You’d more than likely go all psychotic rabid wolf on them if they did!”

I turned around and looked into the eyes of my twin brother Logan, who was smirking at my obvious annoyance at his words. I glared at him in mock anger as he stood there in front of me with his arms folded, looking at me with an amused look on his face.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, faking a bitchy voice.

“Storm, you aren’t meant to be here, you know that!” he stated.

“Logan, come on, I was just dancing with Kat and shooting eight ball,” I replied, trying to placate him.

I could tell by the look on his face he understood why this time with Kat was so important to me. Mine and Kat’s time together was running out, and soon she would be nothing but a memory to me, and I was determined that I was going to make the last memories I had with her, good ones.

Logan leaned in towards me so that he wouldn't be overheard by anyone around us. “I understand that baby girl, but it is nearly two in the morning. You were supposed to have been home hours ago. I am not trying to ruin your final bit of time with your friend, but I don’t want you getting on Mason’s nasty side either. We don’t want to give him any reason to look in your direction, not with the plans we have in motion, so you need to keep off his radar. We both know what will happen if you end up on his nasty side,” he stated.

I took in his words and after a moment, I nodded. He was right. If I wanted our escape plan to go off without a hitch then I needed to stay on Mason’s good side, or at the very least, out of his way. I needed to fly under the radar and not attract any unwanted attention. If I were to get on his nasty side now, it would throw a spanner into the works. Effectively ruining our escape plan and seeing me trapped in this never-ending vicious cycle I had been caught in with Mason for the last eighteen months. Longer if you included the years of abuse that I had lived with from both him and my father.

Logan was flying out to Germany in two days to join his mate CJ’s pack. CJ’s father was her pack’s Alpha and Logan had met her last month when she and her parents had flown over here to America to attend a conference with our pack and several other packs in the Texas area. CJ and her family had flown back to Germany two weeks ago. I would not be joining CJ’s pack. CJ knew nothing of mine and Logan’s plan to get me out of the states and away from my pack.

Logan had stayed here an extra couple of weeks before flying out to be with his mate so we could put this plan of getting me out of here into action. He was flying out forty-eight hours earlier than he had told CJ he would be leaving. This was so he could fly me out to Ireland and drop me off at NUI, the National University of Ireland which was in Galway. Soon, I was going to be attending classes there and living on campus in the dorm. It was exciting for me. I was going to be studying a Batchelor of Arts in Music.

Ever since I was a little girl, I had been writing music and lyrics, although Logan was the only person who had heard me sing. My singing and song writing were two things I had hidden from people my whole life. Logan had understood my reasons to hide my passion, but he had always encouraged me in my music, buying me whatever equipment and software I needed, thus allowing me to produce the best music I could.

Writing lyrics was one way I coped with processing my thoughts and feelings. Logan was the only one who had ever heard me perform any of the songs I had written. I never sang them in front of anyone else, preferring to spare myself my pack’s criticism.

“Logan, can you please just give me a moment to say goodbye to Kat?” I asked. My brother nodded, and I walked over to where Kat was laughing and joking with Lucas.

“Kat, I have to get going,” I told her, before giving her a hug.

“Okay, no worries, I will come with you,” she said. I saw the disappointment in her eyes when she glanced back at Lucas.

Not wanting her to be unhappy, I interrupted her. “No, it’s okay, you stay. I am going to head off with Logan,” I told her.

“Logan’s here?” she asked, looking around shocked by this revelation.

I nodded as she leaned in to hug me once more. I couldn’t resist asking her the question I was dying to get an answer to. “Is Lucas your mate?” 

She pulled back and grinned a grin like that of the Cheshire Cat, while she nodded at me. I hugged her back to me and whispered, “I am so, so happy for you.”