Maybe I'm dramatic, or......... yeah, I'm probably just dramatic. But come on, if your brother tell you something your own parents won’t tell you up front, will piss you off, especially my mom feeding me my favorite pie ever and playing it off as just a celebration pie.
If it’s only me, then oh freaking well. As Dominic told me the news that I was going as well, I stormed out the house. Knowing my mom was pregnant, I wasn't going to stay in the house. Because I didn’t want to cause a commotion. I wasn't sure if I was going to do anything reckless, but I sure did need to blow some of this steam off, and I know if I didn’t it would ball up so tight that I will wreak everything in sight and that would begin inside our house. I find a good spot to strip and pile my clothes up so that hopefully when I was done I would find my clothes to change back into.
I run around on our land behind the pack house in wolf form a few times even going as far as off of our land hoping that another pack would lock me up and hold me there until death do me part but before that could I happen, I end up turning around and heading home from boredom, because honestly sometimes when your running alone it felt like eternity. After entering the pack house and going upstairs to my room, thankfully it was empty which it usually isn’t at this time, to grab some clothing. As I slip on some jeans and a tank top, my father comes in sighing. I totally forgot about my spare clothes I left in the forest.
"We thought you ran away." He mumbled walking towards me.
"I should've. You're sending me away, any f*****g way." I growled at him.
"Danielle." He starts as I roll my eyes at him.
"Royal." I replied back as he glared at me.
“Don’t be like that. We've been planning to tell you." He started once again making my eyes widen.
"How long have y'all been PLANNING to send me away?" I ask angrily.
"Ummm...." He looks away from me making me angrier.
Never in a million years have I been this pissed off. The only time my dad gets nervous like this is with my mom. Like what the hell, it was kind of laughable but I wasn’t in a laughable mood at the moment. "How Long?”
He meets my eyes frowning. "Since your tenth grade year."
"That's two years." I exclaim.
"I know, but..."
"No, you mustn't know. If you had told me sooner, I would probably would not hate you guys! I wouldn't have been so angry. But for so f*****g long." I lashed out and ran out the room.
Man, I don't know how long I've been running, but guess where I end up at a bakery. I smile widely and step in, smelling the sugary aura that surrounded me. “Danielle."
I turn to Sienna smiling widely at me ushering me over to her. I smile back walking to the booth she was seated in. I hug her before I slide in front of her. It was like my wolf was pulling me towards my best friend.
"Hey." I said as she passed me a donut.
"What's wrong, you look...." She paused thinking. "Troubled."
I smirk widely and rolled my eyes. "I'm being sent away." I mumble.
She gasp eyes widen, all happiness washed off her face as she pouts sadly. “They can't do that."
"Well, they can, actually and they are."
"God damn. I can't have you leave me." Sienna exclaims taking my sticky hand into her also sticky hands.
"We'll always be best friends." I said smiling slightly.
"Ugh, I guess." She mumbled hiding her smile as I squeeze her hand softly.
"Well, I'm going to go." I sighed standing.
"Wait, when are you leaving?” she asks quickly.
"Not sure, going to talk to the family bout it first." I tell her shrugging softly as she stands as well.
She pulled me in a tight hug as I returned it. "If I never see you again, I'm killing your brother with my bare hands."
You'll be put to death." I tell her laughing as she shrugs smugly.
"I don't care. I'm Luna, so it won't matter." she smirked.
"Not yet, but okay, whatever." I replied back to her and I get a slap on the shoulder before leaving.
I walk as slow as possible to my house. I was planning on what I was going to tell my parents. As soon as I opened the door, well, the door was kind of swung open and I was pulled in to two strong arms.
"My baby." I heard my mom call but I was so smothered I could barely hear some of what she said. "Royal, move before I cut you." She growls making me smile into her body.
"Guys. Please." I mumble as my mom small frame smothers me along with my fathers, not realizing how strong these two actually are.
"Don't you ever run away." she shouts pointing her finger in my face as we separate.
"Mom, I was at the cafe for an hour. That’s not running away." I explained as she just glares at me.
"Is there anything you have to say for yourself young lady?" She asks frowning slightly at me.
"Yeah. I'm sorry, I accept going to the academy."