My Brother My Mate

Maureen's POV

It was my brother's eighteenth birthday. My parents for the first time have been home all day. It seemed strange seeing them around because they were never around. The Alpha of our pack was also present.

My name is Maureen. I am the only daughter and second child of the High Moon Pack's Beta male and female. My brother Lancelot is three years and some months older than I am. And that day my brother was turning eighteen, I was so filled with joy.

The pack men took my brother outside to wait for the time to strike twelve midnight. The women and the Alpha all waited in the living room.

I could see the anxiety on my mother's face. Everybody patiently waited for my brother to get his wolf.

My parents were the Beta male and female of our pack. So it is expected that my brother will take over from them one day.

My best friend, Lucia, and I silently sneaked from the crowd of women. we sneaked upstairs to the guestroom to catch a glimpse of what was happening outside.

My best friend Lucia had a very big crush on my brother that sometimes I wonder if she were my friend for me or for her to get close to my brother Lancelot.

Lucia had chipped both herself and my brother together a lot of times. One time it was #Lulan#, later she came up with #Lancia#. Yes, she was that crazy about him. As funny as her feelings for my brother were, he never for once noticed her.

My brother Lancelot was one of a kind, something you call a rare find. He was nice, caring, handsome, friendly and every other trait that you can think of that makes a guy a good guy. Above all this, he is my hero. Although we both do not fancy his name much. So we simply accept he answered to Lance.

My parents as serious with life as they could be, are actually big fans of the movie Merlin. My mum had once joked about the name Lancelot resonating in her mind for days after she watched the movie.

Lucia and I peeked out of the guest room's window. The guest room was the only place in the house where we could clearly see the pathway to the forest.

Our wolf vision allowed us to see the distance clearly. No human will be able to see or make out any images in the pitch dark.

' Can you see Lance?' Lucia asked me quietly.

'No. I can only see my dad.'

'Why can't the moon be out and full on a day like this? I just want to catch a glimpse of his wolf,' Lucia whispered and sighed dreamily.

I laughed at her as quietly as I could because if the women caught us up there we might be sent to the room for the rest of the night and that would not be good enough.

'Calm down Lucia. I can hear your heart beating out of tune. We will all eventually see his wolf when he comes to acknowledge his Alpha,' I said to calm Lucia down.

After Lancelot must have turned into his wolf, he would go on a run with the men in the pack. They were all there to watch his change as it was a sign of respect for the future Beta.

'I wish his wolf would just pick me as his mate,' Lucia said still looking dreamily at the distance.

'It doesn't work that way, Lucia, his wolf will recognize you but you can not feel the pull because you are not eighteen yet,' I explained to her.

'Since when did you become so knowledgeable about mates?' Lucia turned to glare at me.

'Mina from the kitchen at Alpha's house told me everything.'

'So suddenly because Mina turned eighteen and found her mate immediately, has now made her the pack's adviser on mating issues,' Lucia hissed.

Mina had found her mate the very night she turned eighteen. It was an unusual occurrence. Since low-ranked pack members only have a few of their family members around when they get their wolves while some were even alone when they get theirs, depending on how low in rank they are.

'Still, you have like four years to wait to discover if he is your mate or not,' I stated the obvious.

'Why can't he just be allowed to name his mate after he can sense her, even if she is not eighteen yet?' Lucia asked trying her best to keep her voice very low.

I rolled my eyes at her. Lucia was my friend and I loved her unconditionally but she can be really clueless on a lot of things. Sometimes I wonder if she was really a wolf.

She didn't seem to grab onto anything that was explained to us in the mating class. It was the tradition in our pack, once you turned twelve, you would join the mating class where you would be taught everything about mating. But obviously, my friend never listened probably too busy daydreaming about Lancelot.