Unforgotten

Nick and Nessa

So, when we got to the apartment and I got situated, I went for a walk. I needed to practice my fighting. With and without magic. The werewolves from Golden Hollow are strong. There are no witches around, but they have wolfsbane, and a certain flower that will stop my powers from working. It will stall them up for about a week. 

I don't know how much they know about me. All I know about myself is that I'm from Golden Hollow. My name is Maci Jaelle Phillips. I have powers, and my mate rejected me. I mean, I know more obviously, but those are the important things. 

'Wrong, that w***e is not important, he won't be important until he takes us back.' My wolf, Deliah says.

'Yea, that guy doesn't matter anymore.' My vampire, Molly.

Molly is nice. She is the sweet, apologetic side of me. Normally, werewolves and vampires don't get along. Especially when they are in your head. Most of the people like me end up dying because their other sides don't cooperate. Or if someone finds you. But Deliah and Molly are like the moon and stars. They shine together. We come in a 3 person package.

I set myself up to punch a tree. And then, I strike. Let me tell you, it hurt like absolute hell. But, if I punch trees enough, eventually I'll get used to it. It will be good practice. Great practice. I'll learn absolutely nothing, but a lot, in one simple drill. 

I'll learn not to punch trees. I mean that's something. In all those stories, the guy punches the trees and breaks them down when he's mad. But now I know, he's stupid. 

I punch the tree again. And after two or three more punches, I knock it down. Then, I got an idea. 

I punched two more trees, right where they left a big stump. And then i made a bench, where I could lift tree trunks. Like, BIG tree trunks. 4 times bigger than Nick, and he's like 6 feet tall. But I had to make adjustments, 'cause I have small ass hands.

So I spent like 3 hours bench pressing 24 foot long tree trunks. And it burned. Once it got so hard to bring it up, that I dropped it. And I was stuck for like ten minutes. Until I rested a little and threw it off me. 

Sometimes I got mad. A lot actually. I got mad a lot. I would mess up, and I would throw some kind of element at a tree. Once it was snow, twice water, I threw a tree out of my palm, and got the tree I took my anger out, and let me tell you, that was cool. But mostly, I threw fire. I threw a LOT of fire. Like enough to burn down a forest. Whoops.

I finally walked back down to the house. My arms were sore and when I got inside, Nessa tore. Me. Up. Let me tell you, it was worse than getting stuck.

"Where have you been? I've been looking for you. And did you here the crashes? There were like 27 of them. And I don't know about you, but I don't like cold food." She wasn't yelling, but she was raising her voice. And I felt the tiniest bit angry. I couldn't be too angry 'cause she didn't look like she meant to disrespect me. And besides, I don't know where I got the idea that I should be respected. 

'It's probably just the tiny bit of Luna blood we had, from being Douche 1's mate.' That was Deliah. 

'Yea, but it will go away, just forget it. Maci, you know you can get over this right? We will all get over this.' And this is what I mean. Molly is the sweet one. She didn't seem mad, just calm.

And then, I suddenly got hit with, wood? I snap back into reality and Nessa is holding a wooden spoon in her hand, seeming to be done with her rant. I just apologized and went to take a shower. 

When I got back out, Nick and Nessa were sitting at the island and talking. It all went hushed when I walked in, like they were talking about something I didn't need to hear. 

"Wassup Mace?" Nick said. I was confused at first at the nickname, it gave me a weird sense of dèja vu. I just went with it.

"You know, it would be easier to make a nickname for you if I know your middle name. So, what is it?"

"Jaelle." I whispered. I've always hated my middle name. It was so weird, it was such a white girl name. 

"That's pretty. My middle name is Raie. Which makes me want your middle name. Hey, can we trade middle names?" Nessa said. 

"If you fill out the papers I'm down." I replied laughing. And Nick joined in. 

I quickly cleared my throat. "Okay. So, I want to know a few things. Is that okay?"

"Shoot" They said together.

"So, what pack are y'all in." The couple immediately tensed up.

"We. Aren't in a pack. We got kicked out." They said, looking like there was something off their chests. 

"Oh. Why don't we start a pack of our own then?" It sounds like fun to me.

"But there's just three of us.. How is that gonna' work?"

"Simple," I said, watching as they stared at me with faces of confusion, "we get more members, duh"

"Okay then, I'm in." It was Nick.

"Okay then I'm in too." Nessa joined.

"Nick, you're alpha. And Nessa can be your Luna."

"Oh hell, no. You have the most power here, you have an alpha aura around you. I'm not in if you're not alpha." Nick said, challenging me. Nessa whispered a 'language' to her mate.

"I looked to Nessa, basically begging her to take my side, but she just shook her head and walked closer to Nick.

"Goddess help me. Fine. I will be Alpha, even though there's like no female alphas anymore."

"So tell me your story." I said staring about them.

"Well, I was an omega child. They had me cooking the whole pack food at 4. Everytime I messed up, it equaled a beating. Then when I turned 16, I found out Nick was my mate. He was always my favorite pack member, and always tried to stop the alpha and other pack members from hurting me. But, then he punched the alpha. Which is bad enough, but he did it to every pack member, every time they hit me. And the alpha banished us from our pack. Galaxy Wolves Pack." Nessa said. 

"And I was the future gamma. And my life was simple enough. But then I found Nessa and got kicked out. That's it." 

And the rest of the day was uneventful.