Keeping Secrets
1145 Words
Miley's POV
I can't wait to see Sloane. She is my sister from another mister. We have been best friends since the womb really. Our mothers were best friends and did everything together. Audrey was my godmother and my mom is Sloane's. We talk two times a week, and we have since the day she left the pack. Even through midterms, high pressure programs for both of us and everything in between. I stayed close to home and went to college here, so I didn't live in a dorm. My school experience was very different than Sloane's was, and I hate to admit it, but sometimes I really envy her courage. She left because she felt she was different. I stayed because I was afraid to be different. She is the yen to my yang. I did go out and see her a few times during our breaks from school. She had a few good friends that were there for her when I couldn't be. We always did the typical college girl stuff whenever I came and visited, we even went on spring break our senior year. That was a blast even if neither of us had a boyfriend and Sloane still hadn't shifted.
We took a really great picture on the beach in our bikini's and I will never forget when my brother Adam saw it in my room one night and how he tried to steal it. He has never told me that he pined for Sloane, but he didn't have to. I'm his sister and I know him better than even our parents. We spent a lot of time together growing up, have always been close, and I was always waiting for the day that they were both of age to be in the same room to realize that they are mates. Sadly, that didn't happen. Can you tell I'm not thrilled why Sloane is coming home?
I feel really guilty, and I am not sure how Sloane is going to feel about all of this when she gets here. I hope she doesn't hate me. I don't know that I will be able to live with that. I hope she will still trust me, but I have kept a few secrets and I know she is gonna want to kick my ass all over the training gym. Yeah, she hasn't gotten her wolf yet, but she is a full-on wrecking machine in her own right, she doesn't need a wolf to kick ass and take names. Sloane's dad was the head of the Elite Royal Guard before he died, and he started training Sloane at the age of 6. After Robert passed away, my dad kept training Sloane and let her train with the Elite Royal Guard. He had a pact with Robert that he would make sure Sloane always had a father figure in him and that she would always be well protected and loved. Sloane loves all forms of combat and has kept up her training in the human world, even through 4 years of schooling and her demanding nursing job. She only takes Sunday off. She is a master of weapons. She has trained in various forms of martial arts, MMA and boxing. She wanted to make sure she was well-rounded. Her other reasoning was that she wanted to make sure that since she didn't get her wolf, she wanted to make sure that she had something to bring to her mate if she was ever granted one.
My brother and Peyton never knew that Sloane had been training since she was six. She didn't live in the packhouse like us, and I was sworn to secrecy. Chad only found out after my brother and Peyton left to go to the royal academy, and he saw her leaving the training facility with the Elite's. Sloane then had to swear him to secrecy too. I'm not really sure why she didn't want anyone to know, but it was never my place to question her and, knowing Sloane, her reasoning was sound, so I never gave it a second thought.
As I'm standing on the front steps of the packhouse, I'm trying to decide how to approach the secrets that I have been keeping. Obviously the big one, my brother found his mate, or the fact that I also found my mate and didn't tell her. I know she already loves my mate because we have all been friends for so long. If you guessed that Peyton is my fated mate, you would be absolutely correct. I think we were all shocked and I know that Chad was hoping that he would be my mate, but he bowed out quietly and is still anxiously awaiting the day he meets his true mate. I always knew one day I would have a mate, I guess I just never gave it a lot of thought. Law school and passing the bar were a very stressful part of my life, so to say that dating and fated mates was the last thing on my mind, I really mean it was absofreakinglutly the last thing on my mind. I wasn't even going to attend the full moon party when it all happened. My mom talked me into it because she had invited an extra number of packs to the celebration to give our upcoming leadership a chance to find their mates since they hadn't found them attending the Royal Academy.
Flashback
I was busy stuffing cheesecake bites in my mouth as all the guests in the ballroom at the hotel were counting down to the full moon when all of a sudden a smell so wonderful pulled me away from the cheesecake. It was clean and masculine with just a hint of that wonderful spring shower smell. I looked up to see where the smell was coming from and there standing in front of me was a tall blonde-haired icy blue-eyed man that I had known my whole life smiling at me like I was the only thing in the room. I swallowed that cheesecake down so hard and the next thing I knew, my wolf Willow, was letting the word "Mate" slip out of my lips. At the same time, Thorn's voice was mixed with Peyton's as "Mate" lingered off his lips.
Sloane's car has now come to a complete stop, and she is parked in the circular drive in front of the packhouse. I don't even come out of my own thoughts until I hear her car door shut. She's here. She's home. Please goddess don't let her hate me. I run down the steps and grab my friend in the biggest hug I have ever given her, and she is hugging me back just as fiercely. Maybe she won't be as mad as I think. Well, at least about one secret.
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