Chapter 2
What should have been a great moment was ruined when rosemary tumbled out the door knocking into Jaz and sending her down the stairs. Michael still frozen with the goofiest smile I have ever seen was too slow to react to the flying Jaz. But Michael's wolf was close due to the mate bond so he ripped from Michael. His giant rust-colored wolf now flying through the air catching and rolling to stand over her with teeth bared at now-shaking rosemary. Stepping between ros and Michael I hold my hand up. The one thing I forgot to mention about Michael well his wolf is more on the feral side. One of the major factors on why Michael stayed in the pack instead of joining one of the soldier packs we have in the human military. The fear not only in my father but Michael himself is if he ever left the pack even for a second the loss of the bond would send his wolf into what we call super rogue. His wolf side never fully let go of the fear he felt when they were so young.
My father has been training me to be able to take over the pack and that includes working with wilder wolf-sides. Michael being the worse case of trauma scared there are some things you can't get over. And his wolf holds all that to take it from his human. It was a relationship the created too young because of some things I still have not been told about. Father said when the time was right we would sit down and go over everything. What I did know was Michael was family and families stick together. So what if they are a little broken makes for better stories?
“hey, Michael it's okay. No one wants to hurt Jaz. We all love Jaz. Rosemary, you remember rosemary right? Look at her. Yep, that's it remember the little fat pup tugging your tail?” his head tilts side to side looking over at ros. His shoulder starts to relax and his fur begins to lay back down. “that's it just a clumsy pup tripping over her shoes. Excited to see you.” I coo at him. Stepping back now having Jaz between me and him he sniffs her neck. She giggles and smacks his nose. “oh you big goof go put clothes on and apologize to ros right now.” her words sounding worse than the tone. With a humph noise and a shake of his head, he licks her whole face before trotting off behind his truck where my father is now standing.
Helping ros up I start laughing “you have the best timing ros I swear.” “well not all of us are as naturally talented as I am.” Kyle boasts as he walks through the door. “really jerk, I swear this time I didn’t trip butter-face pushed me out the door. I heard him say “wanna see something funny?” and then I’m flying through the door.” a growl behind Kyle has him gulping and me laughing “is that so ros?” the deep husky voice says sending chills down even my back as her twin brother my delta Kaleb comes from behind Kyle. “well see the thing is oh sorry that my dad calling” and he's running to the field like his tail is on fire. Some of that is just pups being pups but in two weeks Eris, Kaleb, rosemary, and I will turn 18 so I wonder if that's Kyle's way of coping with sudden feelings he didn’t have before. He and ros have always been competitive with each other. Ros beats him with agility but he beats her in brute strength. I have watched them train apart for a long time so last year when I took over training some of the afternoon sessions I paired them together. Between the two when they shut up and work they are unstoppable. A reason I have had a feeling they are mates for the last week. He's been more annoyed by her and she is more short-tempered they are drawn together and push each other away at the same time. I am not looking forward to finding my mate and I honestly hope I don’t.
I may not have been born the alpha heir but I am the alpha heir and I will be the alpha of my pack no one will take that from me. As it stands that will be the first thing I do to make a new pack law. It's been a long time since the need for a new pack law but I think I just found one. What I do love the most about our pack is we are so strong and regarded that not one of the other alphas can pressure him to mate me off to a strong male of his choosing so the pack has a strong alpha male. We have pack laws about chosen mates. Samuels does not reject their fated mates. Samuels does not accept rejections unless there is an unselfish reason for it. So being a pack law no other alphas can make a play to be or buy a mate bond to our family. The more we honor the goddess the better we do. Why would we risk that?
I have spent too many summers training with these stuck-up ash-hats and know what my father said our family line is like but well my parents kinda broke that didn’t they when they got knocked up with a fourth pup? See winters are only supposed to have one pup and Samuels only have three. The heir and a set of twins usually mated to alpha heirs of close packs. But what happens when these two families become one they break something. Yes, they had my brother Hermes then my sister and I then were supervised with the announcement of a third pregnancy. Now I bet you're wondering about my name well that's easy I was born with it. So was Eris. From what I understand so was Hermes. No one knows why we are born with marked palms like our mother was, but we are. See my mother was born with her name on her palm the symbol for Artemis goddess of the moon and hunt. But my cousin had to wait until she was three to get her name.
The winter has a naming ceremony they take the toddler to some gold orb thing place their hand on it and their name is burned to their palm. My mother and uncle were born with theirs being as they can only have one name set. My father told us that when Hermes was born with his mark they thought it odd so never told anyone. But being as the mark is your name in the winters they stayed that way. We all share the golden eyes of the winters. Everyone assumed we were named after the gods and goddess because my mother was but nope mother and father had other names picked out but when Hermes was born well let's say my father's line has made it clear they stand with the goddess and when my mother joined the pack made the same vow. If there is one thing about the Samuels you should know we never break a vow.
I have a feeling my brother was supposed to have done great things as he was named after the god's messenger.
But now they have me.
