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CELAINE POV

Yesterday was epic. I didn't get to left the room and stayed for what was about 24 hours. It was too much hassle to face Seth afterwards, he really had a bad temper to boost. The twins even tried to persuade me to come out and eat with them but I turned it all down. Breakfast, lunch and dinner was an expiration on my label. I was a neet werewolf and skipping meals has become normal for me; though my parents wouldn't have that if they were home.

Technically, I was a she-wolf who stays on my room all day. No false lies about that, and I rarely come out. Only if needed. Yep, that's me, Celaine the neet werewolf.  Doesn't sound very fetching but it works either way.

"Good morning everybody!" I cheered as I entered the kitchen. My stomach's disturbance had finally forced me out from Xander's room. I was borrowing Xander's over large gray shirt and slacks.

Homecakes and fatcakes.

A tasty smell came up on me and I was almost drooling at the spot. Almost. I hadn't eaten anything yesterday so it wasn't any surprise to me.

"Good morning." A prompt womanly voice greeted back.

I turned my head fast to the counter and stared at the unexpected guests.

Mom and dad were already in the kitchen, back to their old positions. Mom was setting the plates on the table while dad cooks some bacon and eggs. Proudly speaking, my beautiful mother couldn't cook and I inherited that from her; but the the men in the family were great cooks.

I studied the room fast. The twins weren't in sight and so did Seth. I sighed in relief and did a cheer dance on my head, knowing that I won the game again.

"Good morning." Dad said in a half smile. He really wasn't the sunny type like my mother.

"To you too dad." I smiled back, it was the thought that counts.

"Oh honey! I miss you. You've gotten more beautiful, and tomorrow is your big day!" Mom squealed as she hugged me. It almost felt like their trip to Australia wasn't even yesterday or like they didn't even left for a month.

"Big day?" I asked, unaware of what my mother was so excited about.

"Oh Celaine, your such a kidder. It's your 18 age ceremony of course."

"Hahaha. Yay." I spiritedly played along. I had completely forgot about it.

How could I forget that!? Tomorrow is the day I'll turn 18 and meet my mate!

"Thank you mom." I smiled at mom and to myself. She giggled at the look of my face and I did too.

"I'm not giving up my daughter yet." Dad grouched as he flipped the bacon. I sighed at dad's protectiveness. Every male of my family was beyond possessive. Mom rolled his eyes at dad's tantrum, earning a silent laugh from me.

"Good morning." Alexander entered the room with only a dark grey pants. He was sweating all over. His six pack was glistening in sweat. He looked good in my own opinion and was unfazed by the situation. I was guessing that the twins already know about Mom and dad's exact homecoming time.

"Mornin' Dad. Yo' Mom." Maximus said as he took a sit, following behind Alexander. He was also sweating and he only wore a dark blue pants. The jerk looked very fine too.

Taking a ran together with wolves again huh. How nice. I wish I could..if I have a wolf that is. Pshht. I'm fine anyway. My wolf just considerably hates me.

I sighed under my breath. Mom came between the boys and hug them like babies. The two growled and I laughed to myself. All my brothers hated how mom treated them like babies but I loved it. Entertainment I must say.

"I'm so happy. You two are looking finer" Mom smiles as she keep hugging, "And your are going to find your beautiful mates tomorrow too." She squeaked.

"Urggh... Yeah mom. Ain't that keen?" Maximus said, trying to get out from mom's awkward bear hug.

"Mom. Can't breath. Let go, yeah?" Alexander said. Mom pulled away and smiles at them. Dad and I gave each other an exchange looks, bursting to muffled chuckles. The twins growled at me and I blithely stick my tongue out. Mom and dad caught me on the act and I blushed shyly

"My tongue was itchy?" I hesitantly explained.

The kitchen was filled with laughter.

"Are you really sure you want to find your mate tomorrow? Your still seventeen years old, Lil' brothers." I said as I took a bite of the juicy bacon.  It was top notch cooking. Dad really got it in him.

"It's their decision honey." Mom spoke. I was bristled about her answering for my brother yet I blinked, acting unfazed and  nod at her insecurely while the twins grinned at me. I rolled my eyes at them. They can be such a pain in the butte.

A pure-blood werewolf turns into a complete one at the age of 17 and 18. Unlike any other werewolf, pure-bloods have two rite of passage to attain. Two ceremonies were needed. And three of my older brothers had all completed it.

The 17 age welcoming, to meet and shift to your wolf for the first time; although the twins wolves showed up a week earlier before their birthday which make me lousily jealous. Next, is the holy 18 age ceremony, to either meet your destined mate or gain more strength and power. My first ceremony was a failure, my wolf didn't come out. I guess she fell asleep. 

I sighed deeply.

Thinking about that unloved  memory was dreary.

"What wrong? Are you feeling sick?" My dad asked, noticing me in my depth.

Damn werewolf hearings!

"It's nothing." I smiled. The homey breakfast atmosphere was breaking when the twins decided to look at me with concern. Mom was clearly examining me.

"Tell me." Dad ordered, not letting the matter slip by easily.

I sighed, finally giving in. Because I know dad wasn't going to let me go until I spilled him my worries. Pure-bloods were really a pain.

"Well, I just hope this 18 age ceremony of mine won't shame the family, again." I said naturally. Maximus stopped eating and stared at me while Alexander eyed me carefully. Mom out of nowhere hugged me, obviously pained by my words. I was quite surprised.

"Honey, don't think like that. Your a pure-blood werewolf. A family. And we will never, ever, be ashamed of you." My mom cooed, hugging me warmly.

I remained quiet. There was nothing to say.

"You are a pure-blood werewolf from the most strongest pack in the world, the Royal Moon Pack. Be proud and don't ever bring that kind of talk again." Dad said, full of pride and power. I know I couldn't win the topic so I just let it go completely.

"Thanks Dad." I chirped with one of my biggest smile, "I hope I can meet my mate tomorrow." I added. I let my mouth babble ridiculous things to patch the cold aura inside the kitchen, until Alexander scoffed in a frolic attitude, followed by Maximus's scowl.

What's the problem with them? Are they jealous about me getting a mate? Well... They are attached to me 24/7 since birth so I guess it's understandable, but that's just too much. They really have to move on.

"You will honey, I promise. And then we will go shopping for your honeymoon." Mom smiles brightly, leaving a kiss in my cheek.

"Err, yeah. I look forward too." I blushed a bit. My mother really had something going inside her brain.

"Keep track of your mate that he must not be a complete nobody." Dad grumbled in his seat.

"I honestly agree to that." Alexander snickered.

"I'll be ripping a throat if he's tamed ." Maximus growled.

Uwaaah? So childish guys.

"Boys. Hush. Our baby girl in the house is going to grow up and it was just like yesterday when she was in her diapers." Mom stated with her sobbing emotional self.

"Mom!" I groaned.

Dad chuckled and so did the twins. I groaned even louder. It wasn't funny.

"Of course, Maximus and Alexamder are my babies too. They were still babies like yesterday when they were crying when my breastmil---"

"I'm going on a run again." Maximus said and ran outside the house, fast. Alexander followed. We all watched the twins sprinted like air. They hated getting reminded of their embarrassing childhood moments.

I looked at mom and dad. We looked at each other for seconds and we all laughed together.

"Oh, by the way mom, did you see Seth?" I asked.

"Yes sweetie. He came to pick up your brother Shane in the airport."

"Just Shane? What about Xander?"

"He's already home and inside his room." Dad said and drink his coffee while setting up some newspapers for him to read.

"No he's not. His not in his room." I replied.

"How did you know?" Mom asked looking hopeful, "Did your wolf tell you or can you use mindlink already?" Her eyes gleaming full of happiness and anticipation. Dad stopped reading the newspapers and set them below his eyes to look at me.

"No. I'm still...me." I replied as normal as I could sound. I couldn't help but get disappointed at myself. It hit like a bang. My inhalation was uncontrollable and I was trying to dominate my emotions as not to break down.

Mom looked guilty and the atmosphere turned icily cold. I had to admit I was hurt. I hated being reminded that I was different and weak. Ever since I was born, it was the first thing the way people looked at me. A frail pure-blood who was suffering with a fragile heart and a delicate body.

"Celaine you can excuse yourself and go upstairs. Your mother and I need to talk about something." Dad said, breaking the dead silence.

"Yes dad." I walked away with a smile and a nonchalant hum along the way, making my mom and dad fake a smile in the process. I knew they were worried about me.

I was different than most pure-blooded werewolf. Heck, I was even different than an ordinary werewolf. I couldn't even mind-link or be sent a message in my heads by my pack or my own family. Humans were better than me, they can be mind linked with a werewolf if a werewolf decided too. But me? No. I'm just too classy and picky. I can only mind-link myself. Genius.

What is wrong with me? Do I even have a wolf? Maybe I'm not a pure-blood?

I sighed, smiling to myself with no idea.

Shame on you Celaine Collins. Shame on you. The Alpha King just declared that you are. So you are!

I shook my head to drive the bad thoughts and run upstairs towards the third floor. I knocked on Xander's room and peeked inside when nobody answered. He wasn't in his room.

"Guess' he's in another room."

I stared blankly at the guest room near his room. I could tell that someone was inside because of the footsteps and calm sounds. Xander was home. And I really missed him. I wanted to surprise my older brother and basically jumped on him for making me wait so long.

Xander dear, now that's a bit mean to ignore a sleeping beauty in your room.

I stood straight at the guest room's entrance, hands on my hips and my brain working over the circumstance.

Let's do this.

I slammed the door open like a happy child and marched in like I owned the place.

"Good morning Sunshine~!" I sang in tune as I raised my hands in the air.

Awkward.

I gulped three times. Three times.

Xander was standing near the bedside and he was... Naked!

N-a-k-e-d!

My older brother was in his baby suit and it was all mine to check. He looked at me, a bit surprised and I couldn't help but watch him. Xander was so handsome in all his naked glory. I couldn't help it. I was a girl in my teens and I was in the age of hormonal apocalypse or so it was called in the Wikipedia.

I swallowed.

He's hair was wet and it was dripping sexily.

Awesome bath.

His tanned skin and black hair was too much for my innocence. His green eyes was piercing through my black ones. And his eight pack had sent me drooling a little.

I accidentally look down on his down part when I was checking his abs and gasped when I saw his 'thing'. It was huge and very stately.

Damn, how did my brother get that thing!? Wait. Did it always look like that? It looked more cuter when we were kids. But now that I look at it, I think it's ver--

"Ahem." My brother coughed forcefully, and that snapped me from the hormone's disease. I panicked and blushed crazily.

"I'm so sorry Xander! I didn't see anything!" I brought my hands to cover my eyes but I know it was too late from that point. Xander chuckled calmly and I wanted to slap myself from all the humiliation I harbored. I was wishing for a sandstorm to appear to distract all the embarrassment.

"I'm really-really sorry. I swear I'm going to knock a hundred times before going inside a room again!" I shrieked as I covered my face with both of my hands. I was making myself stupider in every second.

"Really?" Xander's deep yet calm hoarse voice sent me a spark. He really was level-headed and mature. I missed how he took situations very confident and aplomb. I missed his voice, but the situation could erase all of it.

"Yeah.. I swear." I croaked. I wasn't seeing things anymore. I haven't seen him for the last six months because he was working for a rogue business in Japan. And now it's turning peachy.

"Your really didn't see anything?" He asked amused as I could hear the sounds of footsteps and swinging towels. My hands were covering everything like a shield. It was pitch black.

"I don't know what your talking about big brother. I'm obviously the victim here." I hissed and he chuckled softly.

What's with him? He's acting different!

I made sure to cover my face to hide the flustered look that I may accidentally show.

"Give me a minute. I'll get changed." He said coolly like nothing grand happened.

"O.k, I'll meet you outside." I said and ran towards the door when Xander's laughter stopped me in my heels.

"What's so funny? It's not funny alright." I was baffled and I was venting my anger on the knob of the door by glaring at it. Xander was behind me, still chuckling a bit.

"Forgive me. That wasn't very nice of me. You don't need to go out. Just stand there and give me a minute." He said in his husky gentle tone. I felt relaxed, a bit. I missed my gentle brother or maybe I was just really lonely.

When he made me turn around, I was already wearing my poker face. Xander wore a v-neck red shirt with long sleeves that he rolled up, his beautiful and sexy abs was visible from the v-neck cleavage. His long muscular legs were covered in a dark skinny pants that enterprise his whole look as wild and mysterious.

"You've grown and your..."

"And I'm wearing your clothes. Wait. I can explain." I squeaked, accidentally cutting him off.

He smiled faintly and I felt dying butterflies in my chest. Awkwardness was eating my ass. I got the talent for bending things in legally wrong ways.

"I got you something. Sit first." He said as he pointed me to sit in the bed. I nod fast and sat with my poker face, fiddling with my fingers while I waited for him to rummage his bag. He pulled something I didn't expect.

I gasped, supposed to run ran to him but distantly walked instead.

"Is that what I think it is?" I asked, trying to hide the excitement in my voice. My happiness was showing and it was pouring overload.

Xander smiles a bit and patted my head, "Calm down and open it." He says.

I snatched the gift from his hands and jumped up and down like a kid in Christmas. It was a signature from my favorite manga artist, Hiramoto Senji! Don't laugh and don't go 'urghh' on me. I am very proud of being an Otaku. Also, I happened to like drawing even though I suck at it. Straight sticks and figures are my specialty though.

I'm a hardcore neet. Living with it and loving it.

I was squealing like a child, squeezing my brother tightly, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you Xander!" His tall and large well-managed build was high that I tiptoed and kissed his cheek.

Realization sunk in I realized that I acted so unsightly.

"I.. I was.. I'm just happy.." I reasoned dumbly.

"Let's just please forget this happened." I added. Xander nod with a low smile, ruffling my hair gently as he watched me held the signature dearly.

Somebody take me away! How worse could this get!?

Sigh. But how did he get this signature? It's supposed to be--Well never mind. I have the great signature of my most beloved Senji!

I was too tuned in to my 'Otaku Mode' to care about anything else. It was wonderful being surrounded by animes and mangas all the time. Oh such heaven to my soul.

"I'm glad you like it." Xander smiled.

"I loved it." I said. "But, I would have loved it more if I was able to go with you to Japan..." I whispered to my self.

My older brother smiled weakly, picking up my whiny statement because of his superb hearing. I bit my lip and hope he leaves it.

"I wouldn't want that." He says in authority.

Damn. He heard me!

"Father doesn't want you there. I don't too, and so did the rest of the family. There are too many packs at war in Japan. It was already hard enough to keep them at place." He sighed and look straight to my eyes. I could tell that he was tired from his work. Handling the 'Great Japan Pack Wars' for this last six months was something I couldn't even imagine to do. Xander had one big responsibility.

A pure-blood's purpose; balance, that's what pure-blooded werewolf does, keeping the werewolves in line.

We were the leaders among leaders, the Alpha's of all Alphas, and Luna's among Luna's. A pure-blooded werewolf had the strength of forty werewolves combined. So it really makes sense if you asked me.

Me? I don't make sense at all.

"Xander? You wouldn't happen to have brought more did yo-?" I said, tilting my head to the side when he chuckled softly and nod a tad before taking another one from his bag.

"Oh no, you shouldn't have." I mumbled, acting uninterested. He grabs for my hands to open for him and I gawped. I could smell paradise. I was so happy. It was the best birthday presents ever, a new version Xdf PSP with a new limited hundred of sim-dates and R pg games from Japan.

Eye-opening.

I was screaming joy to my inner self.

I know already.

I'm a hardcore fanatic of Japan's culture and I fucking love anime!

I let out a long breath and my eyes stared at my older brother's  beautiful cool green eyes.

"Xander..."

"Hmmm?"

"Marry me?" I grinned. Xander stop moving and stared.

I winked. He peered. And laughter came.

We spent a lot of time and talking afterwards.

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Kyaaaaaaaah~~!

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