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I should have stayed at home instead of following a dumb Aaron to this pack for Christmas shopping.
It was as if he had bewitched me to make me agree to come with him, to get some few stuffs that he had claimed to importantly need.
I watched from afar the market, as he squeeze through sweaty bodies and follow his directions in disguise of course . For a practicing hunter, Aaron has a good eyesight to say. He can see things from a mile ahead, which made him more valuable to the pack as his mother also my Godmother had said.
I break from the crowd and headed for a shop that sells fabrics. A particular one had caught my eyes and what would I have done with getting it? Pout my way home, of course.
I touched the smooth fabric, it was laced with permanent glitters that would not come off no matter what. I asked for the price, it was kind of cheat compared to where I get some of my fabrics and I am no way judging the shops for that.
I paid for the fabrics and some other things that the seller suggested to go well with the fabrics. I mumbled a thank you to the woman and left.
I sat under the tree Aaron had asked me to wait for him. The weather was changing slowly, there is hope for the snow to fall today. Not sure it is going to be heavy or not, one of the reasons why I want to return home before the Alpha will notice our disappearance.
I opened my bag to bring out a container with water in it. I sip the drink then spit it back out. The water was slowly losing it taste due to the preservatives Aaron might have added and I instructed it to add only a pinch of the preservative.
"Cal." A familiar voice called out and lifted my head to sight Aaron walking back to me.
"Sorry, I left you here all alone." He apologized which made me scowled.
"Whatever." If I had known following him to this pack would turn out this way, then I would have stayed at home while I binged read in the Alpha's old library. It is worth better than this actually.
I stood up replacing my hood, hiding my face once again. The hood which I had made some few weeks back really saved me today, when I made it, I had no intention of using it even for once.
But my mother, the Luna suggested I use it for cover up from people recognizing me. It worked, no one could point it out that I am the next Luna in line.
On our way back to the pack, I stopped to get a perked up jewelry for Denasia.
Denasia or Den is the only person that I hang out with. It is hard for me to make new friends when the rest claim you are too sturdy to be their friend.
Den could be a model if she wants, she actually model for me alone and of course, with me and Aaron being the audience only. She got flawless fair skin, long eyelashes, and a well slanted nose. She has the perfect height, but a little bit thick.
"Can you please walk faster?" Aaron seethes. He always complains of how slow I walk, that he'd compare me to a sloth.
I groaned as I made a move to catch up with him. I can't actually wait to get back home and be in my comfort zone. I missed my art room, and of course, my baby sister.
We reached the woods where Aaron has successfully kept the horse, I had been praying to the Goddess that no one would run away with the horse, because if that happens, then we have no choice than to run back home in our wolves form. And I hate that idea.
We rode the horse faster, I could feel the breathe of Aaron dropping on the nape of my neck. On a normal day, I would have picked a fight with him but today, it is different.
I slowly closed my eyes to push back the thoughts that kept on coming back to my mind. I hate it when I think about me and Aaron being a thing.
Soon, we reached the pack border. "Get down and walk yourself back home. I did you the honor of returning you home safely." He barked.
I snorted before I dismantled the horse and sent a kick his way which I missed. "Work on your kicks too, you need it." He says.
I ignored him and continued to walk away from him. I know he was watching me disappear in the pack. I made my way to Den's place, her parents should be in the pack house.
"Cal." She stretches.
"How was the journey?" She questioned.
"It was okay, yes expect for Aaron being an asshole." I sighed as I fall into the couch.
She let out a laugh. She always does that whenever I complain about him. "I knew you would complain about something like that. You both are always fighting." Den says laughing loudly.
"He is always picking a fight Den." I corrected.
Funny how people still fall to get it registered that we are not twins either are we siblings. We only grew up together.
"That, I agree." She nodded her head.
I went ahead to fill her in on how my day went. She had wanted to follow us but our parents will definitely finds out if the three of us are missing at once.
There should be at least one person covering up for us and she volunteered to stay back home since she had to learn her Spanish lesson fast.
I wasn't good enough in Spanish but I am not bad either. I can't say it out but I know the translation to some things.
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