Multi-Luna

CHAPTER TWO

SIXTEEN

RHYLEE POV

Yeah! Turning sixteen is fun, lots of cake, lots of family, lots of friends, and now I am still waiting to see if the one thing I long for comes through.

Getting ready for school, I sigh, dressing quickly and then grabbing a brush to put through my long, tangled, knotted hair, looking over my notes, ready for today’s debate. While I absentmindedly manage to get the brush through my tangles, I think about strategies to discuss with the rest of our team.

Sighing, happy the day is over, but now to think towards our final debate, the team that wins this year being a years long streak, onto break it. The noise around me breaking through my haze.

“Rhylee the birthday girl, Kicks Ass!!!” Ryder bellows out, “Rhylee, for our second to last debate, you seriously kicked ass!!! Where did you pull that last argument from?” River asks, smirking at me, winking, then turning his gaze to his twin.

My two best friends since forever, now gloating over our/my hard work. Finding the things just enough to push us over for the win is sort of my thing.

Smiling, I remind them “Don’t get too cocky! We have one more don’t forget!” The two of them keep looking at me weird today, stupid goofy looks.

“You two are being weird!” I snap looking between them. My statement seemingly having no effect on them. Turning and walking away, I hear their footsteps rushing up behind me. We have been inseparable for years, growing up in the pack together. My father is the Alpha, and their father is the Beta.

These two are frustrating me, looking at me weird and being creepy, just being like shadows but more intensely, or maybe that's just me. I know it’s my birthday, I know I am now sixteen, and most wolves connect around this age, although I should have connected with my wolf when I was around thirteen, but nope not me, so maybe today will be the day.

“You two! Seriously! If you're going to keep being weird creepy guys, you can go find someone else to be weird around.” I snap out at the, I am just irritated with their closeness.

The two of them looked at each other, looking completely scorned, like I had just disowned them.

Slamming my locker, I shake my head at them, slinging my bag over my shoulder and then we all make our way out to walk home, not that we ever get a chance to walk the Pack’s car stops beside us to collect us.

Walking inside the Pack-House, I am met by Jade. She is my godmother but has been like a mother to me for my entire life. I feel close to her, knowing she was close to my mamma.

“Hey..... What’s the rush?” she asks as I come to a halt, not turning around. “Homework!” I snap, knowing my tone harsher than I want.

“How did your debate go today?” she asks me as if I hadn’t just snapped at her.

“Fine! We Won!” snapping at her again, and yep, that was my error.

“RHYLEE ROSE!!! I beg your pardon?!” My father’s voice bellowed at me from his office. I hadn’t noticed his door was open.

I hardly have a chance to turn around to apologize, and my father was right next to me. Jade smiles at me, and then her hand is on my arm. ”This is not like you are you feeling, okay?” she asks gently.

I am frustrated, but I need to control my temper, or dad will step in. “Uuggghhhh!Okay! River and Ryder are being super weird. They are annoying me sooooo much today.” I have managed to calm myself a-lot, I don’t want my father to feel he has to deal with my trivial spats, and I shouldn’t be rude to someone who means so much to me.

“Ah! I see!” My father starts, now he also has a goofy smile on his face, I am sure that he is remembering something that has to do with my mother.

“They will go back to being their normal silly selves soon enough.” he says, still smiling.

“Well, if that’s what you think, I am not going back to school until they do!” I huff out and stand to leave.

“Stop right there; young lady!” My father’s stern dad tone is more irritating today as I roll my eyes internally, turn and take my seat again, expecting a lecture about my attitude. I smile and wait.

“Rhylee, have you felt or heard your wolf? Anything?” dad asks eagerly.

Smiling at his excitement, I look directly at him and smile and reply as casually as possible “Nope, nothing! Not yet anyway. Maybe there is something wrong with me,” I finish sarcastically.

“Or maybe I lost my wolf when Mamma and Rhaine died!” wanting to take back the entire last statement the second it left my mouth.

Dad flinches slightly but then looks at me with total adoration, although I see the underlying sadness. I know my birthday is a day to celebrate, but for us, it is also a reminder of the day my mamma and twin sister were killed by a Rogue King.

“I am sure there is nothing wrong with you, maybe you will find your wolf tonight, but the full moon will be soon so by then you will know if she is presenting to you this year? Dad says his face smiling, but not one that reaches his eyes.

“Well, I will let you know if that changes, though.” smiling at him, I say as I get up from my seat once again. Back in my room, I grab my pillow and climb onto the windowsill and curl up for a nap.

An hour later, I wake up with a jolt, I’m not sure what caused the jolt. Looking around my room, I am still on my own, the twins are not here, this is strange now I want to find them. That thought makes me chuckle, considering only a couple hour ago I wanted them to leave me alone.

Moving across to sit on the side of my bed, tears brimming in my eyes as I ponder my position. I flop back on the bed, listening to the howls that have begun as mates locate one another, then the lone wolf howls, the sadness evident.

Looking up at the ceiling, I can’t help but wonder what is wrong with me. Why don’t I have a wolf yet? Why am I such a disappointment to my father, I am dad’s heir, and I am wolfless! I am a shell of a wolf without a wolf!

I don’t feel broken, but I do, I am, I feel like there is a pinch of me broken, but I’m not. My head reels at the things going through it. Deep in thought. Oblivious to the things going through it and the goings on around me, I am just lost deeply daydreaming.

With a nagging in my head, *howwwwllll..... Rhylee, Rhylee..... howwwwllll* Great now my inner voices are on the go again, sounds like the angel and devil one’s this time.