Hateful love

Soon to be 18-years-old Alaska Evans had always dreamed of growing up and becoming fated to the most amazing man, getting married and starting a family filled with love and loyalty to mimic her own. She spent most of her days day dreaming of what he would look like. Maybe he was tall, blonde, green eyed, muscular, with long hair. Maybe he was short, with dark hair and blue eyes. Even the short men were tall compared to Alaska. Being only 5 feet tall almost everyone was taller than her. Many times she would get caught staring out the window in class thinking about her 18th birthday. At home, her time was mostly spent doing homework and practicing piano. Her mother, Luna Evelyn Evans, was a piano teacher by profession. Of course it was only right that her daughter would learn right? Alaska didn’t mind, to her it was something she could bond with her mother over and that made her happy. She was closer to her mother than she was to her father, Alpha Oliver. Although he did enjoy teaching her skills. He taught her many skills, including hunting, CPR, cooking , and much more. Her parents knew she would eventually be with a mate who would most likely take care of her, but it was still good to learn these things just in case. Arriving home from school, Alaska walked through the front door of her family’s Suburban home, she kicked off her shoes and walked into the kitchen where she was hit with an aroma of smells coming from her mothers cooking. “Alaska! How was school hun?” Luna asked “Same old same old. What’s for dinner? Is there any snacks? I’m so hungry!” Alaska exclaimed. “Dinner is going to be ready shortly. Maybe in the next half hour. There’s apples in the bottom shelf of the fridge. Alaska your father and I want to talk about your 18th at dinner ok?” Evelyn asked, but it was more of a statement than a question. “Ya sure, that’s cool.” Alaska replied as she bit into her apple as she headed out of the kitchen. Heading up the stairs to her room she put down her backpack on the bed and stripped herself of her clothes. Grabbing underwear, a big baggy t shirt, and a towel she headed to the bathroom. Showering off the day, she takes this time to think about what her parents could possibly have to say to her about her 18th. They wouldn’t want to cancel her party would they? Maybe they just wanted to invite more family? Or maybe they did want to cancel the party and just celebrate as the 3 of them? As everything ran through her mind, she washed her hair and her body , shaved, and rinsed off. As she was drying off, her mother yelled letting the family know dinner was ready. Alaska got dressed and ran down the stairs to the kitchen. The island was cluttered with lasagna , Caesar salad, and cheesy garlic bread. Grabbing a plate, she filled it with a helping of each item and sat on the other side of the island. Alpha Oliver came in as Alaska sat down, also filling his plate with a helping of each item and sat down next to Alaska. Luna Evelyn leaned against the counter opposite to the two of them, forming a triangle with a mug of hot tea gripped by both her hands. Alaska and Oliver stuffed their faces as Evelyn blew on the hot tea to cool it down. It was silent for a moment before Evelyn cleared her throat. “So … Alaska, your father and I just wanted to quickly talk about your 18th.” Luna said. “Mhm ya so what about it?” Asked Alaska. “Your mother and I are just looking to finalize the last little details of the party. Has everyone RSVP’d ? have you set the dress code? Is everyone aware of when the party starts and ends?” Oliver bombarded Alaska with all these questions. “Yes and we are also aware this will be your first shift into your werewolf form, and we just want to make sure you’re fully aware of what will happen…” piped up Luna. “Yes everyone RSVP’d, the dress code is cocktail, they know the party starts at 6 and ends at midnight, and yes I’m aware of what will happen, I did read the notebook you made for me mom.” Groaned Alaska. It was quiet for a moment as forks clanked against plates, and Evelyn slurped her tea. Finishing up his plate, and shoving a mouthful of food into his mouth, Oliver asked “Are you prepared to find your fated mate?” “I mean … I’m nervous but I’m excited. I don’t really think anything can fully prepare me for that unless I knew who it was beforehand.” She replied. Both her parents looked at her in agreement and with that Alaska scraped off her plate, and put the dishes in the sink, running off to her room. She grabbed her phone, and her homework from her bag and sat down at her desk. Even though she fully intended to do her homework, she opened up her phone and started messaging group chat full of her friends. Alaska, Sarah, Alex, and Riley chatted for a solid hour about the 3 of them becoming 18. For Riley though, she had turned 18 last month, being a month older than Alaska and 2 months older than Sarah and Alex. As they chatted, Riley talked of her party, her transition into her werewolf form and realizing who her fated mate was. Beta Nathan Reed. He was Alpha Oliver’s Beta. A sweet, shy, easy going guy with long brown hair and green eyes. Standing at 5’10, he muscular, but not very ripped. He was cute in the way you’d kiss him but never much more than that. Of course to 5 foot 4 Riley Summer with her short blonde hair and sun kissed skin he was everything she ever dreamed of, and she deserved it. She deserves to be happy, and happily in love at that, Alaska always told her. She had been through a lot growing up, and even though Alaska couldn’t relate to that, they were close and Riley wasn’t afraid to confide in Alaska, or ask for advice. Sarah had piped into the conversation after reading for a while asking the girls what they could hope their mates would be. After another hour of conversing about everything to do with the only things that have been on the girls minds since the day they turned 18, Alaska decided to put her phone on focus mode and crack down on her homework before heading to bed. Tomorrow was her party, even though her actual 18th birthday wasn’t until the day after.