Voice of Vengeance

Chapter 10

(Euan’s P.O.V)

Day of Euan’s 18th birthday:

Wake up human!!!!

What the f**k?

Wake up, wake up, wake up!! Let’s go find our mate!

You must be my wolf.

Yes dipshit, my name is Dakota. Now get the f**k up!

He growls, pacing around back and forth in my mind. I’m happy to have my wolf now, even though we weren’t going to be able to shift until next week on the full moon. Getting showered and dressed quickly, I make my way downstairs for my birthday breakfast with my family. Once I’m finished with breakfast, Dakota starts pacing around in my head again, making my skin crawl, needing to get out of the house and go somewhere. So, I decided to go visit my grandparents since they aren’t that far away from our house. Knowing that I’ll have to pass by Juniper’s house, a shiver runs through me, hoping that she’s outside when I walk by. Coming up to Juniper’s house, I pick up the soft scent of roses and sweet orange. My wolf, Dakota, shakes out his fur and starts purring at the smell.

Mmm, that’s our mate.

Junie’s scent is still muted because she is underage, but the smell is intoxicating and making goosebumps rise up on my skin.

Fuck, we can’t tell her. She’s only 16 and it’s against our laws for wolves of age to tell their mate about the bond if they are underage.

That doesn’t mean we can’t sneak in and sniff her a bit.

Seriously? What is wrong with you?

Absolutely nothing. I’m enjoying her smell.

I shake my head at my wolf, and it takes all my willpower to continue to my grandparents’ house. I knock on the door and grams is the one to answer the door.

“Happy birthday, Euie!” Grams says, wrapping me in a hug.

“Thanks, Grams,” I mumble into her shoulder.

“Let him go, I need my turn!” My grandpa calls out.

Grams lets go of me and moves out of the way for my grandpa to come over.

“Happy birthday my boy.” He says as he wraps me in a hug.

“Thanks, Gramps,” I say, clapping him on the back as he lets me go.

We walk into the house and sit down in the living room.

“What are you doing over here? Not that we aren’t happy to have you, but we thought that you would be enjoying your day before your party tonight.” Gramps asks.

“What? I can’t come and visit my grandparents?” I query with a laugh.

“Of course, you can, baby. We’re just surprised, is all,” Grams answers.

We spend the next hour talking about the party tonight, who all was invited if I think I’ll find my mate. I stutter a bit around this question, considering I’ve already found my mate, but I didn’t want to tell anyone until Junie is of age. After finishing up a snack with my grandparents, I make my exit, taking my ass back home before I blurt out that Junie is my mate.

Can we just stand here and smell her?

No, we can’t. Everyone is home, and it would be seriously weird for us to just stand here a sniff the air around the house. How would we explain that to them when they come out and find us?

No idea, but I wanna do it.

I huff in annoyance and continue my walk back to my parent’s house, where my brothers and sisters are playing out in the backyard. The twins, Flynn and Rory, are practicing their magic since they are 16 now. Our magic from our spell caster and elf side comes in when we turn 16. I have been training off and on with Uncle Alstin, who was the king of Eglarest, the elf kingdom.

“Hey, Euan! Come over here.” Flynn calls out.

Walking over to them, I notice they are making small wolf statues battle one another much to the enjoyment of our youngest siblings.

“We are reenacting the Rogue attack,” Rory says.

“Which one?”

“The one that made Junie sound like a heavy smoker.” Rory chuckles.

That’s when I lose it. Dakota and I combine our strength as my magic shoots through me, scaring my siblings and causing Flynn and Rory to go on the defense. Throwing fire at them and torching their stupid little wolf statues.

“What is going on!?” Our mom booms, using her Royal command.

I stop my attack on the twins, as they look down at the ground, I straighten my shoulders, staring my mother in the face.

“I will not ask a third time, what is going on?” She repeats, obviously getting pissed.

“The twins were making fun of Juniper,” I say between clenched teeth.

“So that gave you the right to attack them with your magic?” She asks.

“Yes! They shouldn’t have been making fun of her in the first f*****g place!” I shout.

My mom balks at my cussing at her and raising my voice with her since that’s not something I do.

“Euan, what’s wrong? It’s more than just your brothers making fun of Junie.” She murmurs.

“She’s my mate,” I whisper.

Her eyes go wide at my admission before the fury enters her eyes again and if flames could be shooting from her eyeballs, this would be the moment.

“You two!” She shouts, pointing at my brothers, “What makes you think that it’s okay to make fun of Juniper!? I have told you countless times to not add to the bullying she already goes through!”

“It wasn’t like that, mom. We just made a comment, that’s all! We weren’t really making fun of her.” Flynn says, Rory, nodding his head in agreement.

“I don’t care! You don’t say s**t on Junie!” I roar before unleashing my magic on my brothers again.

The twins are thrown from me, landing on the ground with the air being knocked out of them. Dad comes running into the backyard, Killian following behind him, asking what was going on. When I tell him what Rory and Flynn were saying about Junie, Killian shifts into his wolf, Titan, and stands over my brothers ready to tear their throats out. I swear, if I wasn’t so pissed, I would have laughed at their expressions. They were looking like they were going to piss themselves. Mom has to command Titan to back off, and with serious reluctance, Titan listens to the command, but still, you can hear the low growls coming from him. Mom dishes out punishment—a night in the dungeons, no magic, grounded for 2 months, no TV, no friends, no after-school activities, and they had to write letters to all of Junie’s family—before escorting them to the dungeons. Good. They deserve it. f*****g bastards. Dad walks with Titan into the house, for Killian to shift and get some clothes back on.

“You know that you can’t tell Junie that you’re mates, right? She’s only 16.”

“I know mom. I’m just worried that I’m not going to be able to control Dakota. He already just wants to stand in front of her house and smell her.” I mumble sheepishly.

She chuckles, “You’re going to have to reign him in, particularly after your shift. Her scent will be even more overwhelming, and the bond will be even more potent. Just remember the rules.”

“I know ma. You didn’t tell Killian, did you? I’m pretty sure he’s going to kill me.”

“No, he’s going to be ecstatic to know that she’s mated to you. Who wouldn’t want their daughter to be the future Luna Queen?” She laughs.

“I hope she’s ready for that,” I whisper.

“We’ll make sure she’s prepared before your dad and I retire. That won’t be for at least another decade. You still have a lot of your Alpha training left to go as well.”

A few hours after this conversation, the whispers started about the twins being in the dungeon because they made fun of Junie. Hopefully, this puts a stop to the other pups and cubs bullying Junie for her voice. I feel a light tap on my shoulder and turning around I see Junie. My jaw drops and Dakota is howling in my head. She looks absolutely gorgeous. She’s wearing the necklace I bought her for her birthday, which makes me puff out my chest in pride. Her long blonde hair is curled, her blue eyes twinkle like diamonds in the sunlight, and her perfect Cupid’s bow mouth is begging for me to kiss her. She’s not wearing her usual black ensemble, and that gives me all the warm and fuzzy feelings, she’s wearing a beautiful deep blue dress that complements her eyes.

“Hey, Junie,” I say, as I sign my greeting to her.

“Hey, Euan. I just want to wish you a happy birthday. I was wondering if I could give you your gift in private.” She signs.

“Of course. Let’s go upstairs to my room.” I say, grabbing her hand and basically dragging her behind me.

I can hear her giggle and it sounds like music to me, I know others hear it differently, but it’s music to me. I throw open my bedroom door and pull her inside with me before closing the door.

“What did you want to give me?” I ask.

“This.” She says, speaking to me.

Next thing I know, her lips are on mine, and I feel the sparks of the bond, Dakota purring in satisfaction of having our mate kiss us. She pulls back too quickly, her cheeks tinting pink.

“Thank you,” I whisper.

Goddess, I couldn’t wait until she was 18.