Page 54 of Fight between Alphas

“Yes, I know they are out there, so I wanted to wait, and I hope they did the same”

“And I thought I had blue balls waiting eleven years” Tate mutters with chuckle.

“How old are you?” I ask him curious.

“24” he says with a shrug.

“Yes, Lana my father wasted no time in moving on, we are only 3 years apart, probably helps my father’s second chance mate was another pack member”

“Have you heard from anyone from Red River?” Drake asks about his old pack. Chase shakes his head.

“Can’t even get a hold of our brothers, something is going on over there. One of the reasons I don’t want to go home”

Chapter33

Arial POV

Something was not right, after talking to my sister, worry was eating at me, she had always suffered with depression since they found her, speaking to her on the phone, her mental state was in a decline, she was never one to speak her mind, quiet in nature and that bothered me, knowing she was basically at their mercy despite what she is and who she is.

Lana has always struggled with her identity though she won’t admit, I knew in a lot of ways I always overshadowed her, my parents even though they didn’t mean to, paid more attention to me, I was the bad twin, therefore received their attention more because they always thought Lana was more put together, more level headed, little did they know the thoughts that plagued her, she hated that everyone expected so much of her, always expected perfection from her, while me they didn’t really expect anything, I was always okay with that but sometimes it would be nice for people to understand that despite being louder more outgoing than Lana, I too craved their affections for the right reasons, instead though I always got them for the wrong ones.

Being the bad twin even when Lana would act out, she would try her darndest to get in trouble, anything for them to see her as anything other than perfect secure little angel they thought of her as, even when she did do the wrong thing, they never believed her when she would admit and I would always get in trouble because they would think she was covering up for me, so after a while she gave up, gave up because when she did do something, I was the one being punished for it not her, she craved for them to see her, really see her for who she was instead, she was always the quiet good girl, while I was mischievous, promiscuous one. I wished sometimes my parents would look at me the way they did Lana, that they would think I would achieve something other than being someone’s mate, while Lana she wanted the simple things, she wanted to be loved but loved for being her and not the image that everyone painted her to be, there was so much more to her then being my shadow, because of her quiet nature my parents often forgot her, expected more of her so she always felt she was lacking and to perform to a certain standard.

So, when she rang and told me what happened, the dramas that bitch had caused and the feeling her own mates put in my sweet sisters head, my blood boiled and I knew I had to get to her, I worried she would go to the extremes she went to last time, I feared I would lose her, my other half, because that is what she is, my other half, we are two halves of a whole. I knew if she couldn’t find happiness then there was no way I could. How could the troubled one find happiness when the good one couldn’t, both of us overshadowed each other for different reasons, that’s what made us so close, only each other truly knew who the other was.

Grabbing my backpack, I chucked in a change of clothes, I would just borrow Lana’s when I got there, we were identical not just in looks but size to, walking downstairs. I find my brother in the kitchen his hands clutching his hair in frustration as he stared at his paperwork.

“Why don’t you just leave it and come back to it later if it's causing this much stress?” I ask him. He looks up, a glare on his face before looking back at the document that had his attention.

“Why don’t you just mind your own fucking business,” he snaps, and I roll my eyes at his temper.

“I was just trying to help Ryker, geez. You know how about you get your head out of your own ass for once” I snap back at him.

“Go suck a dick Arial apparently that’s all you're good at” Ryker yells, getting up from his seat.

“You can be real ass, you know that”

“Yeah, and you can be a real fucking whore, don’t think I don’t know what you get up to, you’re lucky I don’t tell mum” He says shoving past me and stalking back off to his office. His words stung, and they wonder why I rather not be at home. I gave up trying to please them when they only assumed the worst, so if everyone thinks I am a whore I might as well be one, half the reason I didn’t wait for my mate. Everyone just assumed I was a whore because of who I hung out with at school and the fact I had boys' attention constantly but that didn’t mean I was screwing them; sure, I wasn’t a virgin by any stretch of the imagination. But even when I was a virgin, I had still been labelled one thanks to Keila. So I thought fuck it, if I am going to be called one I might as well make the most of it, can’t beat em, join em.

Walking to the garage, I grab a few frozen bags of blood, I can’t believe she was having to get blood from rabbits the thought disgusted me, when she rang me, she cried on the phone for a good hour over the fact she killed something, I know it’s just a rabbit, but she was always close to nature, loved creatures and hated the thought of hurting one. She hated that she was a predator, hated they were prey so killing never would come easy to her.

Tossing some freezer blocks in to keep them frozen, I zip up the bag, by car it would take a few hours to get there so instead, I was running it would take half the time.

Walking down the hall, I go to tell my brother; everything has to be put past him and I hate that I needed to ask his permission. Opening his office door, I slam it shut just as his stapler comes flying toward me. Opening the door, he glares at me.

“What Arial?” He booms at me.

“I just need permission”-

“I don’t give a fuck what you do, just get out of my face” He snaps. I nod closing the door, before walking out. He has been an even worse jerk, this whole not finding his mate bullshit was driving me nuts, if he didn’t find her soon, I may just cut his throat in his sleep, so I don’t have to deal with his serious attitude problem. All he and Dad do now is fight, then mum fights with dad, everyone in a permanent mood around here, while I am left looking after Tyson and Ace while they all fight it out. Well not for a few days, I won’t be doing shit but spending time with my sister. Once I know she is okay, I will come home and come back to this asshole.

It took me two hours to run the entire way, I picked up the Forest Packs scent just as I hit the border, following my nose all the way to gate. I was anxious to see her, excited but also worried. What if she wasn’t, okay? I may just need to kill her mates for her. I chuckle at the thought, when I am pulled from it by the voice of a man.

“Luna?” He asks and I was going to correct him when I realised what better way to find out what was really going on than doing the old switcheroo, twin swap. I am evil sometimes.

“Luna what are you doing on this side of the fence, does Alpha Tate know you're out here?” He asks, he looked around our age, maybe a little older with blonde hair that fell in his eyes and blue dazzling eyes and by god did he smell good, I wanted to take a bite of him.

“No, I don’t need his permission to go anywhere” I tell him walking forward, the man looks down at my clothes before averting his eyes.

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