The forbidden twins

Flash back-14 years ago “Caroline’s party”

It was cold tonight but I didn’t care, I stormed out of the house across the grass and into the black of the woods that surrounded the property. I was angry it was my birthday a week ago and no one seamed to care. At 18 I was now able to find my mate, normally 18th birthdays were a big deal with a party involving the entire community. Different packs would come from all over the south. This held the biggest chance of finding your mate early on. 18 sounds young but wolves rarely live past 60 so pairing up early on and continuing the blood lines was important to ensure pack longevity. The pack was basically a mansion but it couldn’t hold everyone so the usual routine was individual pack alphas with their lunas and pups, betas and gammas with their families and unmated males of age. Being the biggest pack we would on occasion host the 18th parties for other packs as well, this also gave our Alpha a chance to show his dominance over the others.

I was born to low ranking members of the oak pack. Status was everything in the pack, alpha and Luna at the top with beta as their right hand man and gamma under him. These members, their mates and pups got the lions share of everything. The best rooms, cars, clothes you name it. Even though pack education and health care was at a pretty high standard across the board the one thing the same throughout and equal to every member was the 18th birthday party. The mate bond held no hierarchy which meant even the lowest pack members could ascend to gamma, beta or even Luna status through their mate making them basically royalty and therefore a 18th birthday party held the greatest chance of unbonded members finding their mates and potentially changing the pecking order as the whole community was invited. However to be an alpha was a birth right passed down from father to son or even sons. Only lunas we’re permitted to have multiple births and it’s not difficult to figure out what happened to other multiple pregnancies outside of that. Twins were regarded as basically one person split in two and so both were to be joint alpha and have only one mate. At 21 some wolves also developed other abilities such as shifting only certain body body parts at will like being out their claws, or extra strength. So with twins any extra abilities would be combined making them a force to be reckoned with and therefor no one dare challenge them. This also meant any multiples born not to the Luna could potentially hold a treat to the alpha as both could challenge and fight at the same time and likely win.

The night before my birthday there had been a storm which halted the roads and grounded the planes meaning no one could travel. My parents of course gave me gifts and assured me I would have the party at a later date but after a week another’s members birthday has come around and a party for them organised whilst mine forgotten. No banner, no cake nothing. Well forgotten maybe a bit strong but certainly down played anyway.

Out side in the dark and the cold I was so angry, I had the desperate need to find my mate, hoping he would be from a different pack thus rescuing me from this one. Of course I still could at Caroline’s party tonight but I was upset I didn’t get my own, it was meant to be pack law. Luna figured with the two birthdays so close together there was no need for two so we could share but obviously this really meant that Caroline being her daughter was much more important then me and could take the lime light and lead but saying it was joint kept the councillors in check.

I could hear the commotion inside of guests arriving, I had all night to socialise and sniff around for my mate and as desperate for freedom as I was right now I could not face not being the one not welcoming the guests to my very own party. I wasn’t purposely being a brat but I was being a bit bitchy I suppose because I didn’t want to see perfect Caroline filling the spotlight either. I wouldn’t say I was a social butterfly but I certainly wasn’t shy and mouth tended to run away with me so I decided to walk around to the boat shed and hide inside for a while until the party was underway and then I could sneak in casually with no fuss.

I followed the tree line with the house to my left. I had taken off my heels so they didn’t sink the cool soft grass that ran like a moat around 3/4 of the house between it and the woods. The boat house sat at the back of the house next to the lake, a grey deck had been built like a rear porch with a board walk that led into a jetty along side the boat shed. The shed was merely a three sided wooden structure with no door in stead it was an open front to the lake you could enter on a boat and moor up under shelter. The shed was also painted grey, I liked things natural wood it complimented the aesthetics of the country side property but seeing as Luna was a silvery grey coated wolf in her shifted form everything else has to reflect the supposed beauty of that.

The water was black and still, not even the minimal amount of stars peeking between the clouds seamed to be reflected in the glass like lake. It was eerie to look at and perfectly still making it seem like a giant hole, an abyss that you get fall into and never reach the bottom.

I entered the boat house to the familiar smell of jasper. Jasper was like a grounds keeper of sorts. He was a strapping 6ft blonde, and at 22 had found his mate and already had two pups. He didn’t stay on the grounds but was here from dusk till dawn tending to the machinery, boats and outbuildings. He smelled like petrol and grass but in a nice way not the horrible old garage mechanic kinda way humans seamed to smell like when ever we drove past a garage in the town. I settled my self on top of a large metal lock box used for keeping spare mooring ropes and such. The metal was smooth and cold to the touch on the back of my calf’s so I pull my knees up to my chest and hugged my legs listening intently to the cars arriving, waiting for the initial meet and great buzz to calm down.

“Jynx is that you?” A voice came from under the canopy of a run down boat moored in the shed. It was Jasper I hadn’t realised he was here, I was so used to his smell in the building I didn’t give it a second thought. “You know it’s me” I replied. “What are you doing hiding in here kiddo? Shouldn’t you be enjoying the party?” He replied poking his head out and stepping into the dim light. “Caroline’s party you mean” I said in a bratty tone I was very aware of. “Hey , it’s still yours too even if they didn’t put your name on the banners. Don’t let her have all the fun. Anyways I thought you were intent on finding your mate at the party and leaving us” he smiled sarcastically. I had been confiding in Jasper for years. He my the brother to my class mate and best friend Trixy so he knew how unhappy I was here. Trixy could never understand my misery as she was the hammers daughter and so never really struggled for nice clothes and decent food the way we did. Jasper tried to explain the grass isn’t always greener elsewhere time and time again but I didn’t care. Anything was better then being here with Caroline and her stuck up mother. I may have to obey the Luna but I didn’t have to like her. She rose through the pack at 19, finding her mate at another wolfs 18th, this boy whom was set to be the next alpha making her the next luna. She came from lower ranks but still made sure the rest of us knew she was above and better then us now. And her daughter Caroline was just as bad, like the popular girl in a Bitchy high school drama, determined she was destined to be a beauty Luna like her mother, oh how I would laugh if her mate turns out to be an omega like the rest of us lowly lot.

“Ya know kiddo, what are you going to do if your mates from our pack? You won’t be able to leave then or you will be a rouge. Not to mention he may not even be in there regardless of the whole community invitation they don’t all come ya know” he shrugged and started packing his tools in his shabby leather bag.

He had a point, a point I didn’t want to think about but was painfully aware of and I wasn’t about to tell him he was right. “Why are you here so late?” I asked desperate to change the subject. “One of the pups birthdays coming up, alpha said I can take him fishing on the boat if I can fix it. This one’s been sat here for years, the engine seized and no one could be bothered to fix it.” He sighed, he looked exhausted, he picked up his bag of tools and offered to walk me back to the house. Which was code for me not having a choice, he wasn’t leaving me out here in the dark alone.

I hopped down begrudgingly and steadied myself on his shoulder while I adjusted my dress. We couldn’t afford a new one so my mum had adjusted one of hers to fit me. I was slim and toned like her with the same wavy red hair but not as tall at a meagre 5ft 3. Although I preferred jeans and a t-shirt I must admit I did scrub up pretty well. I’d never had a boyfriend but I did like the way the boys at school leered at me when I made an effort and showed a little cleavage. I think it’s because it reminded me how close I was too turning 18 and the thought of getting the hell out of dodge.

Jasper held my arm and we walked in silence along the board walk and onto the back deck before he bid me good luck and walked around to the front of the house where the garages we’re located. I could hear the music and laughing inside, I could smell the sweet scent of the chocolate fountain and almost taste the strawberry’s. I slipped my heels back on wishing we could have afforded nail vanish for my toes and took a look at my reflection in the glass door. I had put my hair up in a high bun off of my neck it was unruly down and looked a mess plus exposing more skin increased the chances of my mate catching my scent. The dress was a spaghetti strap black number, the typical little black dress and was the only one mum had. I didn’t mind as the black brought out the jade green of my eyes that I always thought was my best feature.

After mums adjustments it clung to my every curve accentuating my figure. I was normally a total Tom boy, climbing trees and always covered in mud or getting a new scrape from somewhere. I would rather be in the thick of it then preening in-front of a mirror, I mean what’s the point of trying be attractive when you cant even begin to find your mate until your 18 and any s****l relations before that we’re forbidden for the females. We had to remain pure for our mates. Although the occasional bit of attention was nice from time to time. I gazed at self myself, mum had left the dress long enough to cover my scraped up knees but it was definitely tighter. It cling to my behind and my breasts highlighting the fact it was cold outside as I didn’t own a bra. Wolves mature more quickly hitting puberty at about 10 so I had my shapely woman figure already in full swing.

I took a deep breathe and slowly slid open the back door which led into the kitchen before stepping inside and instantly being confronted by my father.