Her Unexpected Mates

 Olivia’s POV  A lot has changed for me and Xander, we got married and I had the twins a month later. After giving birth to my son, Ace, and then my daughter, Isabella. We have been home for about a month and things seen to be running smoothly. In the being it was hard to get them to sleep, but after I laid Ace with Isabella everything was fine.  I made dinner for Xander and me after I fed and put the twins to bed. Me and Xander were talking about when was the best time for me to come back to doing my normal Luna duties and if we wanted a nanny or a babysitter. In the middle of us talking we hear the most pain filled cry, we ran to our babies. Ace was fine, but Isabella was not, her skin looked as if it was red hot. I started to take off her clothes and look over her body, I stopped when I saw what looked to be a mark of a crescent moon with a star. I froze and looked to Xander. “We need to take her to the elders; they may know what is going on.” He says, picking up Ace.   I follow him carrying Isabella as she cries in pain. We get to the elders to have them tell us what is going on with my baby girl.  Elder Robert specks first, “I haven’t seen a mark like this in years. This mark is rear, but I do not know what it means.”  Elder Gin, “Move over you old bat and give me the baby.” She looks over the mark. “This mark is rear, but the mark has many meaning behind it. This mark means suffering, suffering can come in many ways. Some receive this mark as the mark for the mateless or the one that will forever search for what is missing in their life. Your daughter will suffer greatly and face many hard ships.” “How can we keep her from suffering?” I ask. “That is up to her, she can choose to follow the path the moon goddess has given her, or she can let herself fall into the darkness of her pain.” She says. “Why is it only her and not her brother too?” Xander asks. Elder Gin shakes her head, “That I do not know, they will have to be strong and grow together.” - 17 year later - Isabella’s POV  I am running, but it’s different this time. I’m not running from something I’m running to something or someone. I try to run faster and faster, but it feels as if the harder I run the farther away the end goal seems to move away from me. I am jumped awake by a tiny, tan skinned, Phoebe. “Ugh, why can’t you wake up Ace first.” I groan. “I can’t he already left for practice and we need to get ready for school. You don’t want to be late like last time do you.” She explained.  I cringe at the memory, Mr. K made me recite a whole poem in front of the class. I kept messing up he made me do it again and again. I sat up rubbing my eyes to took less like I haven’t slept in years. I know I look dead or sleep deprived is because of the dreams that chase me every night forcing me into a restless sleep for the past year since I turned 10 and shifted.  Phoebe left so I could take a shower and get ready. I dressed in something I would normally wear any day of fall. I put on an off the shoulder’s black skintight sweater, mini white skirt and my thigh-high high heel boots. I left my light brown wavy hair down, I rushed out the door to make it to my car where Phoebe was waiting for me. “Nice outfit I’ll have to steel that from you sometime.” She says. “As long as I get to steel your red leather ankle boots.” I say. “Deal.” She says.  We pulled up to the school, it wasn’t as cold as I thought it would be for September, it was 63 degrees. Phoebe left to get Ace as I walked to my locker to get my books, I had to walk past Ms. Keller as she glared at me. She always glares at me because last year she gave me half the grade I should have gotten on the paper I wrote, and I may have let lose a hundred earth worms in the top desk drawer. She was not too happy about that.  I walked to Ace’s locker to see him sucking face with Phoebe. My brother and her found out that they were mates on mine and his 15th birthday. I had to spend a month convincing him I was happy he found his mate and that I was fine, and I would find my mate later on. Since then I have come to terms with the fact that I’m most likely mateless. Normally you can feel if your mate is alive or is close, but I feel nothing and I am fine with that, I’ve known from a young age that life will be harder for me in many ways. “If you to are done sucking face, I would like to get to get to class now.” I say. They pull apart we talk for a little before heading our separate was for the day. I lived through first hour so glad that it is a one semester class only. Second hour was boring, but ok, now third interesting. In third hour, my powers started to act up by me lifting thing into the air a dropping them without warning and without me knowing I was doing it. If this day continues like this, then this is going to be an extremely long day.  I make my way to lunch after fourth hour, I sit down with Ace and Phoebe. It was weird at first to watch them sit together like a couple, but I got over it after a while. I got my lunch tray, sat down next to Ethan. Ethan is the future third of the pack, so he and Ace are best friends, but Ethan will choose me over my twin any day of the week. The reason is because between me and my brother he is the brains and I’m the musical.  Ace is strong and is ready to become the Alpha, but I was the there to protect Ethan when he came out as gay and when his mate, Even, refused to that he was gay. I had to kick a lot of ass to keep Ethan safe when we were younger because he is younger than me and he was a skinny little twig, but I love him. Now, we spare all the time nine times out of ten I take him down, but he will surprise me.   Ethan came and sat next to me, I listen to him talk about what he and Even were going to do this weekend. Even is older than me by a year or so, he wanted to take Even to dinner at a restaurant. I told him to set up a romantic dinner in the field that is about a mile and a half outside of the pack border and it is a neutral area so it’s safe. “You come up with the greatest idea.” Ethan says. “I try, but sometimes it isn’t always the best idea to follow my ideas.” I say  Phoebe and Ace stated laughing. We start to talk about events for the us, the seniors this year. We were talking about what we did last year. They were trying to convince me to do the one thing I do every year because I did it one time to make my self look crazy, but it turned out to just make me cool. “Come on, Izzy, you do it every year and everyone loves it.” Phoebe says.  Izzy is my nickname. “Nope.” I say. Ethan wraps his arms around me, “Pleaseeee, will you do it.” He gives me the puppy dog eyes. “Fine, but if you have to do it with me and phoebe.” I say. “What?!” Phoebe says. I just look at her, “Fine, what song?” I stop to think, “Bang bang by Jessie J, Ariana Grande, and Nicki Minaj,  and we are doing a short version.”  I got up and walk over to the band table, I talk to them to see if they would mind helping us with our lunch show. They agreed to play the music on their speaker, I gave them my phone and walked back to our table. I give them the signal that it’s on, I jumped on to the table, Phoebe and Ethan both jumped on to two other tables. I turn to the band table and nod my head to start the music. We finished the song there and the cafeteria was cheering. We bowed and the bell ring sending us to our next class. I got my books as one of the band guys gave me back my phone. I head to class I was talking notes, when the teacher phone rings, she answers the phone. She wrote a pass and called my name, I looked at the pass it was to the principal office.  The principal is Mr. Wyatt, he is the alpha of the pack that is across the neutral lands. He opened this school to give us teenagers a way to connect with each other and many of the other students were able to find their mates. I think it was nice of him because the only other high school was a human high school and we were worried that one of us might wolf out in font of them.  I know why I’m in the office, I do the singing at lunch every year and Mr. Wyatt calls me into the office to give me the warning that I need to follow the rules. It’s not like I don’t like following the rules it’s just that a little prank here and there makes the day or week better. Sometimes the prank goes a little too far and I end up breaking a rule or two. I walk into the office and walk up to Ms. May. “Morning Ms. May, how are you doing?” I ask. “I’m doing good, Izzy. Are you in trouble already?” She asks.  I shrug, I walk to Mr. Wyatt’s door and knock. He yells for me to come in, I came in and sit down in the chair putting my feet in the chair next to me. He was on the phone, so I just look around his office, he had a photo of him and his mate that died a while back, a plastic plant in the corner, and a filing cabinet in the other corner.  I know he has two sons, but I’ve never met them. I hate being in his office it just feels so fake to me as if this is a room is a prison not an office. I know how an office can feel like because I would spend hours in my dad’s office with him. I would read one of his hundreds of books off the back shelf, I would fall asleep on the play mat area he made for us. I would read as Ace played with building blocks and trucks, our dad has so many photos of us asleep together on the mat. “Miss Sin miss Sin. Isabella!” Mr. Wyatt shouts. “Yeah, sorry I guess I spaced out.” I say “Yes, well I am obligated to give you a warning about your cafeteria performance at lunch.” “You heard about that this soon, I thought I had another hour or so.” He chuckles at my remark. “I never get tired of your smart mouth. Are you planning to use the gym this week?” “That’s the plan.” I stand. “Ok, well my sons are coming home to finish their senior year here so, please be helpful to them.” He says.  I nod my head; I walk back to class trying to remember if I’ve ever met his sons. I know that after his mate died, he sent hid kids to live with his mother in Spain. I think they were may be thirteen of fourteen. It must have been hard for them to lost their mom and to be sent to their grandmother’s away from their father, but their father was a wreak. I’ve heard the stories about people who went mad from losing their mates, but Mr. Wyatt just shout down for a year before coming back to his scenes.  I finished out the school day, I waited outside of the gym doors to wait for the coach to let me in when everyone has left. He open the door to let me in, he told me that the door will lock behind me when I leave, I just have to pull on it.  I walk up to the top of the bleacher to untie the silk aerial rope. I untied it and let it go it would hang from the celling in the middle of the gym floor. I walk to the supply closet and drag out a mat to go under the aerial rope. I set my bag by the door, I took out my speaker to play music while I practice.