Violet returned to the packhouse sneakily. She knew which way to take to avoid curious eyes. Violet was confident that her parents could pick up her presence, but her parents mostly respected her need for privacy. She wanted to void kids who would follow her everywhere (her brothers included).
Even without her enhanced hearing, Violet could hear giggles and screams from far away.
Aunt Dawn told her about the ti when the packhouse was quiet and empty, but that was not how Violet rembered. From her earliest mories, there were always a bunch of babies crying and then kids causing a ruckus, and Violet loved going deep into the forest and just sitting in silence.
Aunt Zina said that for many years, other than Alpha Damon, only a handful of grownups had access to the packhouse.
Violet was familiar with all nas from the stories except for two, Stephanie and Lisa.
The chatty duo of aunts told Violet that Stephanie betrayed the pack and was banished. The last thing they heard was that she was living in the snowy wilderness of Canada and that her wolf was feral. That was more than eight years ago, and they suspected she was dead. As for Lisa, she was mated with an Oga from a small pack sowhere South, and she never attempted to contact them.
Violet was curious about the details, but all that was sealed in confidential files she will get access to when she turns sixteen years old.
Violet reached the third floor without anyone calling her out and she exhaled in relief when she closed the door behind her.
Today was not about the guests and the noise. This was about Ethan and facing him after that fiasco in the forest. Did she embarrass herself? Probably.
Violet pushed herself off the door and went to her closet. There was no ti for idling because she needed to pick sothing to wear. They had guests today staying for dinner (nothing unusual), so it shouldn't be too casual, but not too fancy either. She didn't want to overthink it, but they had guests from the outside which ant she should carry herself as the future Alpha.
No matter how powerful Violet was, grownups treated her like she was a child. She wouldn't mind so much if other young Alphas were not treated differently, and that stung. Was it because she was a female, or because she was on the skinny side? Violet wondered, how did her mom manage to make everyone respect her? Alpha Natalia was half the size when compared to other Alphas, yet they all bowed to her. Her mom was aweso.
Violet picked a dark blue floral dress with straps. It was one of her favorites. She liked the light fabric, and the way the two-layered skirt swayed as she moved.
She noticed that the skirt ended at half of her thighs, it was longer than when she wore it last ti. Did she grow again? Will she be tall like her father?
Violet put a black leather belt around her waist and tightened it. Like this, it looked like she had a waist. But the waist was not a problem. The issue was that her hips didn't show, and she had no boobs! All girls her age had at least sothing in the chest area. What was the point of being the future Alpha with godly powers when she couldn't control those powers, and if she tucked in her hair, she was no different than a teenage boy?
Violet stood in front of a full-length mirror and stared at herself. Her perfectly straight raven-black hair reached half of her back, and her slightly tanned skin emphasized her icy-blue eyes. The striking features she got from her father were softened by the small perky nose and curved eyebrows from her mother.
Her parents said that she got the best of them, but Violet couldn't see it. And she was growing! At this rate, she will be an odd flat-chested giant!
Commotion from the bedroom got Violet's attention. Were her brothers invading her privacy?
Three figures appeared at the door and Violet cocked an eyebrow at her three friends. Scarlet, Robin, and Page. Identical triplets, daughters of Beta Caden and Beta Maya.
They were the sa age, but Violet had much more responsibilities and she envied the carefree air that the triplets carried with them.
The three girls had the sa chestnut-colored hair, the sa curious brown eyes, matching smiles… well, they were identical. They even wore the sa clothes. Violet knew that Scarlet, Robin, and Page were jokesters who enjoyed it when people mixed them up. Sotis, the triplets would take turns in doing chores, and Violet was confident that Page did math exams for all three of them, Scarlet did painting, and Robin music. When one of them did mischief, they would point fingers at each other, and no one could determine which one was the real culprit.
To Violet's dismay, all three girls in front of her had B-cup assets.
"I should have known it was you. Why are you here?" Violet asked.
"The guests are asking for you, and your mom said you are here, and we should check on you," Scarlet responded.
"Should we help you get ready?" Page asked.
"I am ready," Violet said.
"No make-up? You should put at least so lip gloss." Robin puckered her lips. "Boys like that. They will use it as an excuse to ask about the taste."
Page snickered. "When that happens, don't reach for your lip gloss because he wants a kiss."
Violet rolled her eyes. "I'm not interested in boys."
"Mhm," Scarlet humd teasingly. "I guess you won't mind if we take Ethan…" She stopped talking when Violet's aura pressed on her. "OK… OK…" Scarlet spoke with difficulty. "I was kidding…" She took a deep breath when she realized she could breathe again.
"I'm sorry," Violet said in a small voice. "I didn't an to."
"It's OK. We know you can't control it well," Page said.
Scarlet was patting her chest dramatically. "I've made my point. You can pretend you don't care about Ethan, but we all see what's going on."
"What's the point of you seeing things when Ethan doesn't?"
"Boys are dense," Robin said. "You should tell everyone today that you are claiming Ethan and…"
"NOT happening!" Violet squeaked.
"Why not?" Scarlet asked. "As the top-ranking Alpha of our generation, you have the right to claim what's yours."
"I don't know if he is mine."
"Pft!" Page burst into giggles. "You are funny. Your rank gives you the right to claim things and people. If you want him as yours, he will be yours. And I bet he will like it."
Violet knew that, but Ethan wouldn't like it if they were not mates, and she wouldn't like it either. Besides, Cornelia's talk about mating and sex was making Violet uneasy. She wanted soone who will hold her and support her and treat her right. Lots of cuddles, handholding, and kisses, and… that should be enough. Right?
"I won't be claiming anyone unless that soone is my mate," Violet said. "If I can't sense him, it ans I haven't t him or I'm not ready. I don't need lip-gloss. I'm fine."
"Fine, fine," Scarlet said. "Whatever you say."
Page eyed Violet's chest. "Do you want a bra with paddings? Or maybe put so tissues in it? It would help…" She ducked when a shoe flew at her. "Hey! I was just trying to be helpful!"
"No guy likes violent girls," Page said. "If you want Ethan to notice you, you should be fragile and gentle and bat your eyelids like this..."
Violet grimaced. Page was ridiculous. She knew that triplets were jokesters, but sotis their jokes went too far. "If I hear people talking about and Ethan, lip gloss, or that bra padding nonsense, I will arrange so you have extra duties."
"What if soone talks about those and it's not related to us?" Robin asked.
"Well, I guess that gives you a task for today. If soone is spreading rumors that will damage the reputation of your future Alpha, you need to stop it."
The triplets exchanged gazes. They were not happy about this task, but Violet pullet her rank as the future Alpha, and refusing would be disrespectful.
Violet walked out of the closet with, "Are you coming, or will you continue admiring my wardrobe?"
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