Chapter 17
Apollo pov
Tomorrow I turn 18 and hopefully finally know who my beta will be. We let everyone believe that because my father's beta only had girls, I will be choosing a new beta. That is a lie. I am half of the winter's twins. The winter has been blessed with the favor of the gods. When we are born until we are three we are the prince or princess winters. We don’t have a first name until the naming ceremony where we touch the golden sphere. I have no idea what it is or how it works but at three we touch the ball and a flash of light with a burn happens so fast. When we pull our hand away we have the mark of the god or goddess that has made a bond with our soul. That god or goddess is who we are named after. It's done like this so that the name matches the god that has bonded to us. We share traits of the gods. Also keeps us from being named Hermes but you share the traits of Ares.
Unlike the rest of our family mis and I were born with our name marks. Twins are always named after Apollo and Artemis/Diana. Why? No clue just know that when twins are born they are named as such and that Artemis/Diana's mate will be the beta. This means the pack is missing something in the leadership. The last time twins were born was over a hundred years ago. This week the future alpha of the black rose pack was supposed to be here to meet me and form a relationship. It's their alliance tour. They are the only pack that still does that. Most packs host and attend the mating events. They still go to a few of those a year. They are a small poor pack. I have been there once when I was 13 with my father. A small two-story farmhouse in the center of the farm and ranch lands was it. I had asked father once why we keep them in contract with us. “son that pack raises most the cattle that we buy. Being in contact with them gets us a great deal on what we pay for it.” it made sense.
There is no chance the future alpha will be mated to my sister as he is an alpha. My sister mate will be my beta and no alpha is giving up being an alpha to be a beta. We are throwing a huge ball for the celebration of us turning 18. not that it means much for mis. When she finds her mate she can not be marked or mated to him until after his four years at the academy. He will be my beta and has to be trained as such. Unlike my sister, I don’t have to stay a virgin. These trait things can suck but don’t always. Okay for mis it sucks she's named after the virgin goddess of the hunt and moon. You cant play hide and seek with her she can find you. Being the virgin goddess means no sex for her or well you know what I don’t know what would happen. What I do know is that she tried several times to lose her virginity and something always happens to stop it. The last time left the young warrior in a coma for three days.
I don’t want to find my mate tomorrow I am not done playing the field yet. I have she-wolves throwing themselves at me all the time and I love it. Laying on my bed thinking about all the she-wolves that will be here tomorrow hoping to be my mate. I am hoping to bed at least three of them. My bedroom door opens and the scent of apples comes in. “what's up mis?” “I don’t see why I can't be marked and mated before the stupid 4-year training.” she huffs out. “well do you want someone making dissensions for you who has no idea how our pack runs?” not looking over at her. The growling tells me I am right. “and that's why you have to wait. He cant have the title until we all know he is trained to run the pack right with me.” “fine but what if I don’t meet him until after you passed the title?” “same deal and you know it. I won't change the rules for you. It's not like twins happen often in our family.” she just sighs as she plops down on my bed. “I hate you” she huffs out as she lays down next to me. “what happens if you find your mate tomorrow?” he bumps my shoulder. Sighing “then I find her or him or them or whatever I would rather find a hamster tomorrow.” she chuckles “for a god of music and poetry you suck.” “that's not all he was god of dork just because you got the short end of the deal with the whole seeing part and the forever virgin does not mean I had to share the cures of our namesake. I am stronger in the medical aspect of my namesake.” wiggling my brows at her “I am very good at playing doctor.” rolling her eyes she rams her elbow in my ribs. “and I’m out to see you in the morning. Mother wants you up early and has a day of pampering for you. Let's hope one of us gets laid tomorrow.” jumping up she heads for the door stopping looking over her shoulder “I mean I’m sure someone would show pity on you.” I jump up “take that back mutt” “NOOOOOO” she yells as she runs for the door. Laughing as she races down the hall. “BITCH!” I yell after her.
My phone pings. Picking it up I read --takes one to know one.-- oh that bleeeep ada bleeepedy bleep, bleep. Words are hard sometimes.
