Chapter 42
Clair --
Xantara ran out of the meeting as my brother stood there dumbfounded as he watched Xantara running out of the meeting. I walked over to him as I put my hand on his shoulder; I was, and still am, like Xantara. Whatever the case, I understood what she had been going through..
"Brother, give her time. She has been independent, and I am sure she wasn't expecting a mate.
Laughing, I state, "Bro, she is Xander's twin sister, hope you like older women, she is 26-years-old."
Colt looks confused, "How could that be?”
I laughed again, "What they haven't taught you about the birds and the bees?" I could see Colt looked slightly irritated.
"Colt, you know that the moon goddess doesn't make mistakes. Maybe you are the same age by maturity rather than by birth year. I know that if both of you give each other a chance, everything will work out. You will lead the peace pack with a strong Luna at your side. Besides, Xander is the same age difference to me as his twin is to you. Just because he is a man, doesn't make the age difference any different. It is the person who makes it different regardless of age.”
Looking over into the corner by the fake cherry tree, my mother is brushing Akira's hair into a braid.
"Colt, you guys never once realized she was a dragon child." I take Colt by the arm to sit back at the table we just left. "In fact, that there wasn't something odd about your nanny?"
Colt laughed, "I had a crush on my nanny. I am sure the only thing that looked odd was me following my sister and her nanny everywhere. The only thing that would seem odd to me is sometimes my sister's ears would look ever so slightly pointed. I thought it was my imagination because most of the time Rose's ears were normal looking.”
Colt -
As I look at my sister Rose, I can see that so much has happened since they raided our pack, and everything has been happening so fast. I recently learned that the parents I loved as a child were not genetically connected to me. When I realized my parents were cowards and hid instead of fighting for my family, I felt disgusted.
I discovered they took me from my parents, who are extremely kind people, but to me they are strangers. Well, Clair does not seem like a stranger. I attribute that fact to our twin bond. When I was a little boy, I was always angry and irritated for no discernible reason.
My parents and I put me in yoga and meditation to calm me, and it worked. Clair and I have been sharing emotions for a long time now. Her panic attacks inspired me to find calm. I ended up laid back, and my twin is the opposite of that. Yet, I felt at ease talking to her right way.
It thrilled Rose to be in the company of my biological mother, and I am sure she is very fond of her. If she cannot go back to her kingdom yet, my mother is kind, intelligent and seems to love my little sister. I hope this all works out well with Rose. I would protect no matter what the decision is the king, and the alphas make.
The time I spend with Rose has dwindled, and she doesn't speak about the people that we used to call our parents anymore. Perhaps because of Elanor's existence, or perhaps because she raised Rose to know who they were. It turns out that my memory is turning back the clock, and when I think about it, Rose hardly ever wanted to be with our mother. Instead, Rose loved to spend time with Elanor. From a young age, Rose knew that her actual parents were not these two people.
Looking back at my sister, "Rose knew all of her life that our mom and dad weren't really our biological parents. Elanor had been her nanny since my sister was 6-months old. Elanor even slept in the same room. I was thinking it was weird that Rose wasn't crying, and that she took to our mom so quickly. It is because she knew they weren't her biological parents.
I was worried about Rose, but I realize now she will be fine. Rose had never made the biological attachment to our parents, her biological attachment was to Elanor, and Elanor has never left.”
Clair --
"You know I was wondering about that, she never asked to see Rosie and Josh in the custody. I have yet to hear her cry over any of this.”
Colt --
Rose has nightmares, so I sometimes run by her window in the middle of the night just to check on her. Often, I can hear her screaming in her sleep. It's probably from when she was subjected to the torture the rogues were putting her through. Those days in her mind. It breaks my heart to think she had to go through such an incredibly painful experience. The Peace Pack is going to be renamed and I am getting my pack back. We are going after the rogue pack members who injured Rose."
Clair -
"You know I am with you. I will stand by your side and fight by your side. You should give Luna time, but do not back off from her behavior. Despite that, Xander didn't give up on me. He followed me everywhere I wandered. Although he learned to take things more seriously, it wasn't easy for him.”
Colt hugged me and bade him farewell; he was going to go visit his pack today, check on his people temporarily housed on his brother's pack grounds. Colt was letting his pack know they were going to rebuild and give them hope.
Walking out of the large meeting room once again, I see the main lobby area of the castle is practically empty. It seemed like everyone had gone on a holiday. I saw Xander coming down the stairs toward me.
Behind me are the doors leading to the outside, the doors fly open, and I watch a red head come barreling in with her suitcases, "Xander! Xander! I am back early, dear, I missed you so much!" She drops her bags, ordering the door men to take her bags to Xander's room.
They just stand there looking dumbfounded, She tells them how stupid they are and go put them away NOW. She runs up the stairs jumps into Xander's arms. I am staring in shock, I can see Xander is staring in shock as well. Then he sees me at the bottom of the stairs.
He throws off little miss redhead. He tells her to get the he__ out!. I have already turned around and shifted into my wolf, I was running home. It was safe at home with my family and my brothers. Mates suck, I say in my head as I cry. Running as far as my legs will take me.
