Chapter 37
**Kassandra**
My parents didn't know I was eavesdropping on the whole conversation. I had run up here and hidden nearby when I heard Daddy roar. I was so glad I had! I had a sister! This was the best news ever! If they think they're going to meet my sister without me they are mistaken! I was going to go with them to find her. I would follow on my motorcycle if I had to. I loved my blue Honda CBR1000, it was fast and smooth.
Heck, I could even hide in the trunk of the car, but that would most likely be uncomfortable. Dad said he felt like she was in danger, no way would I be left out. I would help protect my sister. I hope she's nice. I bet she's really pretty. I can't wait to meet her! Finally another girl! I turned around and stopped cold. There they were, the five little devils known as my brothers.
"No way are you going without us," said the oldest. "Yeah we want to meet her too." said the youngest. "We want to protect big sis too." said the twins, they were born second from the youngest. And the second to the oldest said. "Face it, you have to take us with you," he said in a solemn, and far too old for his age, tone of voice.
'Drat, the brat was right.' Growling softly I say "Fine! But we're going to have to take something bigger than my bike now." I say. I think for a moment, then I snap my fingers. "We'll take mom's Acura MDX, they'll be in the limo so that'll get left behind," I say. The older two nod, I turn eighteen in a week, they're seventeen and sixteen, the twins are fourteen, and the youngest is twelve. Thank Goddess Mom and Dad have decided to wait another decade before having more kids.
"We'll have to wait around and find out when they're leaving." said the oldest. "I doubt we'll know until it's too late if we don't." said the second oldest. I agreed with them, I looked around the door of the room we were all hiding in, and Dad was talking to Mom. Dad looks angry for a moment before Mom kisses him. They are so in love with each other.
I had decided when I was younger that I would only marry my fated mate. I wanted a love like Mom and Dad's. Who knows, maybe my fated mate is a wolf. Big Sis has to be a wolf if her mom was a wolf. Maybe she'll shift for us and we'll get to see her wolf! I bet she's pretty too. Oh! I can't wait to meet her!
"That'll have to be Cathel," I say looking at the youngest, he was tan, had white eyes rimmed in dark gray, and his black hair had a one-inch wide band of white hair. We were all born mostly of light. But Dad had passed on some of the Nightwalker genetics we got from Grandma. Cathel's were the strongest, allowing him to ride the shadow like Aunty Lucinda, Daddy's twin.
"If only I had more nightwalker powers." Asher, the oldest said, his hair was the opposite of Cathel's, he was only able to communicate with the shadows. All of us had tan skin because the light within turned our skin dark, the darker your skin, the brighter your light powers. I had met those whose skin was so dark brown it was almost black, and their light was almost brighter than the sun.
All of us had white eyes, courtesy of our Vampire father, but the rim around the white varied. Cathel's a dark gray, Asher’s silver and the twins Bryce and Daniel had gold and no black at all in their hair. Instead, their white hair was streaked with gold strands, like highlights. Nathen, the third youngest had a brass-colored rim with black and gold highlights in his white hair.
I, my hair was all white, but my white eyes were rimmed in black, making the white take on a silver sheen. My hair was hip-length and wavy. My skin has a dark olive tone. I couldn't ride the shadows, but I could hide inside them and communicate with them. The shadows would bring me warnings if I or someone I was attached to was in danger. They must be telling Dad that something was going to happen.
**Alora's POV**
When we pull off the road onto the long drive up to the house I look at Serenity's face. She was so expressive, the awe and appreciation she had of the beauty of the landscape was all there to see. It was beautiful, the drive was lined with ten-story tall trees, different bushes of roses, and other flowers in between the trees.
Then when we get to the enormous clearing around the house you feel encased in another world, like entering a step out of time. The architecture of the house kept to as much of the original as possible with the new construction. It was built with the styling of an ancient Japanese villa but with the stoutness of our Nordic ancestry. On all the beams of the decking and porches, Celtic seals of protection flowed in intricate knots throughout.
Serenity parks her jeep in the garage the Alpha had indicated for her to park in. Once we were all out of the vehicles, the boys once more helped with my things we headed inside, and the Alpha had us follow him to the second floor, down the hallway, in the center of the hallway he opened a door to a set of rooms facing the courtyard. We walk into what looks like a living room area.
It's a rectangular room, a set of double doors were open, and I can see a large bed from here. On either side of the double doors is a floor-to-ceiling bookshelf, there is a plum-colored loveseat with gray pillows a few feet in front of the bookshelf facing the opposite wall. On this wall, there is a large screen TV and one of those cherry wood dresser stands with a mock fireplace in it. In front of the love seat was an oval-shaped cherry wood coffee table, with one grey-colored chair on either side.
On the right side opposite the bookshelf is an L-shaped desk up against the wall and a triple monitor desktop with an ergonomic desk chair in front of it. The Alpha walks to the middle of the front room then turns to face me. "This will be your room from now on." He said. "Even if you leave the Pack House for the Heartsong Mansion, this room will still be yours," he said.
I had a permanent place here, a safe place, one that didn't require the desk chair under the door knob. The feelings that gave me were deep. They have been so good to me when my own blood abused me every chance they could get. When the man who was supposed to be my father had been the reason for the desk chair, and my fear of sleeping.
Sleep in my own bed had become a rare almost unattainable thing. Sleeping for maybe two hours at most usually there, and another two in the quiet room at the lab, it was set up for when we were doing long running research strides needing continuous monitoring. I look at the Alpha, "Thank you." I say, smiling in gratitude.
Then I look at the boys, "I guess put everything on the couch and table, I'll figure out where to put everything later." I wanted to explore the room, but I was hungry, and we were all going down to eat. "Do I have enough time to shower and change before we eat?" I ask the Alpha. Serenity, who is carrying a large satchel like purse on her shoulder, said. "That would be awesome, is there?" she asks.
The Alpha chuckles. "I'm sure there is, let me check?" his eyes glaze for a second, he smiles and nods his head. "Ember said their is an hour before dinner, you'll have time for a shower and a change." he says, then looking at the twin's "I'll take you two, to a room, we have extra jeans and shirts here in your sizes if you'd like to clean up as well." he said. They nodded and followed the Alpha out.
Serenity looks at me and smiles, "We'll leave you alone to that shower." she says. Then looking up at Darien clears her throat. He's staring down at her, she smiles, then raises an eyebrow. "You going to lead the way to your room?" she asks him. "There is only an hour before dinner." she reminds him. He snaps to, realizing what she's saying and smiles brightly.
Grabbing her hand he shouts a "See you at dinner." at me before dragging Serenity out of my room and down the hall. Presumably to his own suite. I shut and lock the door behind them. Then I turn around, taking in the room again. This was my space now. Those people couldn’t come barging in to beat me and drag me off to the basement and whip me for some imagined slight here.
Here... here I was safe.
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