Our parents were less than excited at the idea of their teenage children being married so young, but had agreed on the basis that we had both undergone our shifts and, in the eyes of the wolf council, were already matured enough to mate. And so, the preparations began in earnest. But as the months passed by, I suddenly started feeling overwhelmed. A persistent voice would scream at me, telling me how "I was making a mistake, how this was wrong".
I couldn't ignore it anymore tonight. So I contacted Leighton and suggested we go for a drive that night, where I successfully seduced him. Finally, putting my mind to rest. We were still very compatible, and being in his arms, l felt safe. It never felt like a mistake when we were together. A loud cacophony of drums infiltrated my dreams, waking me up from a very peaceful nap. I heard my phone ringtone again somehow booming louder. After trying unsuccessfully to ignore the wretched thing. It continues to shrill persistently, disturbing us where we'd dozed off . Leighton squeezes his face in annoyance, pretending hard not to have heard it. I sat up, surrendered and pulled the phone out from where it had dislodged to in front seat in our lust-fueled hurry.
The screen lights up again, as I see the caller ID indicating stepmom dearest's profile. Shania was so bad.She was actually very kind and she had done her best to include me in family activities. She'd practically raised me from infancy. We had an easy enough relationship, but It became more apparent ad years rolled by and as I became older, that she loved her children more than she cared for my brother and I. I didn't really mind, I acknowledged her indifference now I was older; doing her best as the Alpha's wife corralling his young kids and standing by his side. That didn't mean she had enjoyed the journey.
"Hello" I groused huskily, clearing my throat, "Hello" I tried again.
"Audrey, it's been 2 hours already. We need you back home. You need to sleep early, for tomorrow. The activities start very early". She lectured
"Oh. Okay. We'll be on our way". Fighting the urge, but failing miserably, I apologised with a small "sorry ma" to appease her.
I heard a chuckle and turned to see Leighton grinning at me. His bright eyes gleamed in the moonlight. From the shadows I already knew he was laughing, after obviously overhearing what Shania had just said.
"I'll see you later", I cut the call and immediately began straightening my hair and retying my dress. My panties are tossed somewhere but I don't care enough to look for them. He'd either keep them or return them later.
"Time to leave soldier, before she sends a patrol after us."
With a chuckle, he shimmied back into his trousers, as I climbed back to the front to give him space to dress up. I looked in the front mirror, grimacing as I studied my face. My eyeliner had run, my lipstick eaten away, my face was a mess. Taking some wipes from my abandoned bag on the dashboard, I try to organize my face. Leighton enters the car through the front door.
" You good? Or should I kiss it and make it better" he leers, igniting the truck.
"Don't be creepy Ley. Let's go". I caught him observing me, as he started to talk to me.
"I love you Audrey", he holds my hand and leans across to kiss my forehead. "I knew from the first moment I met you. That I would love you forever. I can't wait to be officially yours and whatever is wrong, we'll deal with it together." My smile softened and I almost started to sob, as we looked across at each other. A love so sweet, I could barely put it in words. He had known something was bothering me, but had silently been there for me. He breaks the spell, putting the car in motion and proceeds to drive us back to our homes.
Present.
The ceremony has been called off. It had to be. I had spectacularly made an ass of myself and, on top of that humiliation, destroyed my dress. That, and what' s left of my reputation. Funny as that sounds, I didn't behave like the usual Alpha kids. The locals whispered that it was because I didn't have a mother, even with Shania in the picture, it was apparently clear to everyone in the community that I was very ill- mannered and spoilt. That wouldn't have been a big deal though, if my father hadn't been whom he was. King of the Alpha's for the Brownstone pack and its different clans. People expected Joshua and I to be of pristine behavior. As his heir, Josh was responsible and already had an air of authority. He would make a great Alpha king when he ascended. I, on the other hand, have always caused scandals, sometimes behaving like I was cursed; I partied, I cursed, I fooled around and played mean pranks. Today, I had just ruined my own bonding ceremony.
Biting my fingers nervously, I've left alone in the dressing room that I'd used earlier. I start to wonder what overcame me. I am a tad crazy, headstrong and very reckless. But I never cross the line, not like this, never to such an extent. Ever. "Why had I exhibited such a feral type of behavior?" I had been ready to face whomever would have dared challenge me. And I had been ready to spill blood.
I became apprehensive about the rumours that would fly about now that the community had seen me at my worst again.
"Well, I guess this finally beats the time I put shrooms in Esther's salad at last year's summer solstice party." Everyone got high and went crazy and I'd nearly been arrested. I laugh dryly. I truly was an unrepentant troublemaker. But soon enough, remorse washes through my body.
Leighton did not deserve this latest form of embarrassment. It was obvious that the stranger had wrought a strong reaction, foreign to me but familiar to everyone in that hall. The sort of possessiveness only experienced by true bond mates. Guilt continues to lick at my insides. I don't want to entertain that it could even be possible. But I remember the feeling; the sense of urgency and need that overtook my body as we stared at each other. The wonder I experienced as he felt familiar yet so foreign, the insistent voice in my head, roaring to be by his side, and the aggression. I definitely pride myself on the control I have of my Wolf side. I'd had training since, as a pup, on how to control my baser urges. Especially as a child that lives among humans. The discipline I usually didn't exhibit in public was strongly displayed during shifts on the full moon. I could hunt successfully without going out of control. Luckily for us. The older we got, the easier it was to control the shifter side of our psyche.