Turning The Tides by Bugz Rox (macos ebook reader TXT) 📕

"She collapsed, I don't know what happened!" Brandon said, on the verge of tears. He couldn't protect his mate.

"What did you let her do to collapse?" I asked shakily.

"She saved Lizzie!" Sammy yelled, it was then that I noticed one of Pluto's weird friends, Jenna, and her family huddled in the doorway to Pluto's room.

"Why the hell do they know?" The Twins yelled to Sammy, "Why did you tell them?"

"Twins, I don't think that you should be cussing, and we had to tell them. They would have found out eventually," Brandon said calmly.

"Yo! Shut cher faces, I is tired," Pluto slurred, stirring from her slumber.

Pluto

"She saved Lizzie!" I heard Sammy yell, Why was it so dark? Oh right, I must have gone to sleep. My eyes are closed.

"Why the hell do they know?" The Twins yelled, presumably to Sammy, "Why did you tell them?"

"Twins, I don't think that you should be cussing, and we had to tell them. They would have found out eventually," I heard my mate say calmly.

"Yo! Shut cher faces, I is tired," I mumbled, trying to go back to sleep.

"Well, at least she's not dead," The Twins said as I opened my eyes, giving up on sleep.

"Duh, I'm breathin' ain't I? Whatcha doin' here Jenna? Alpha Kris?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.

"Don't you remember?" Alpha Kris asked me.

I tried to remember, "I remember saving Charlie from that leech, then going to the battle. There was bad news, other than that, nothing. It's blank from then to now."

"You don't remember the news?" He asked.

I got up. "No! It's a blank slate. Nothing's there!" I said as I swung around and slammed my fist into the wall, angered. The wall dented, "Shit," I muttered.

"Your wolf must think you can't handle it yet, so she's protecting you. She may just need a nudging," Kris said, deathly serious.

"Hey! Anybody home? I got a call saying all my kids skipped or were pulled out of school, mind explaing?" I heard my mother holler while thumping up the stairs. I winced. "Yup, you guys are gonna have some explaining to do, who is everyone? Hell, Jenna dear."

"I don't have time to explain right now, my mind is befuddled, it's all gone. Give me a few minutes talking to them peeps for a second. In fact I have no idea how anyone but the Littles, Charlie, and Liam got here," I said to my lounging mother.

"My name apparently is now Kris. However it was originally Kristpher Chelfer, and you are?" Alpha Kris asked behind a chuckle, wow, good acting.

"I'm Charline Johanson," My mother answered, flattered.

"Hello? Wu-mon, you has a husband," I said, putting an accent on woman.

"Duh." Nice mom.

"You know me, this is my mother and little sister, Lizzie," Jenna said quietly.

"Hello," My mother said, "Would you two like to get out of these tennagers' hair?"

"No, I must stay, and it would be wondrous for Jenna's mother to stay as well," Alpha Kris said smoothly.

"'Kay, bye."

"Okay, so we need to start at the beginning, we'll give you a bit of information at a time. Right now I will tell you that part of the news was that William is gone, taken," Alpha Kris said slowly.

I gasped at the same time that the door flew open, "What happened to my eldest son!?!" My mother screeched, barging in. I barely heard her my head was spinning, I needed the forest, I needed to shift.

"Grab her!" I faintly heard Liam yell as I took off towards the door. I made it half way to the forest line when I shifted. Everyone was there and they all saw my wolf take over. We howled in pain as we were bombarded with memories. I writhed on the ground, howling in agony.

The wolves surrounding me suddenly came into focus as the memories ended.

You okay?

Alpha are you alright?

Baby are you okay? Answer me please.

Where was Liam? He was my Beta, he should be here, I looked over the wolves surrounding me, nope no speckled one.

Right here, sis, A big redish brown wolf with black splotches thought to me as he plopped down by my side, licking my ear.

Child be wary, the memories may not be done, A big tawny wolf told me as he walked towards me.

Alpha Kris.

Yes, it takes most a moment to recognize me. Not a color that screams 'importance' is it?

Not really, I answered honestly.

I'm getting too old for comforting the young ones, He grumbled as he collapsed on the ground by my other side.

Yeah? Well then, scoot over and let my mate lay by me, I snapped at him, grumpy from the memories. The rumbling in his wolf's chest could be understood as laughter as he moved over, allowing Brandon to lay where he was and put his head on mine.

You okay? Brandon asked.

I guess, though I'm not sure what to do about William.

Don't worry we'll figure it out as a pack, we'll bring everyone together to protect your family and get William back. As it happens he doesn't have a mate yet. Alpha Kris thought, standing up and running behind a tree. He came out half a second later tying his tie.

How does he get dressed in that get up so quickly? I wondered.

Dunno, he's been able to since I was a kid, Brandon answered.

I'll bring back clothes, BRB, I thought to my pack and my mate as I got up and ran around the house. I shifted and silently thanked the goddess that we got mom to get a house in the woods; no neighbors. I walked through the front door and ran through the house, grabbing clothes for everyone.

"Hey dad," I said in passing my father in the kitchen, hoping he wouldn't follow me outside.

"Hey kid," He mumbled, looking for meat in the fridge.

I walked out to my mother's scream, one of the Twins and Smmy were tumbling in the back yard. Sammy was obviously loosing, he was so much smaller. Mom's scream was joined by a higher pitched one as my dad walked out and saw it all. Manly.

"Yo! Quit that!" I ordered as I marched over and grabbed the two fighting wolves scruffs. They didn't hear me over their growling and snarling. "I said, Stop!" I laced extra Alpha in my voice as I spoke, "William is gone, people are after me, and you guys are fighting like a bunch of feral dogs. We are a pack, you should act like the brothers you are, not fueding Alphas. Got it?"

The wolves whimpered, I sighed, "Go get dressed." I placed the clothes in front of the wolves that they'd fit. The small kid pants in front of the bright red wolf, the matching pairs of pants in front of the sandy wolves, two pairs of sweats on the ground in front of the black and speckled wolf.

I turned back and jogged to my father who was busy freaking out, "What was that? Why did they listen to you? What are they? What are you?"

I was getting angry, that was me stopping a fight, they listened to me because I'm an Alpha, they're werewolves, I'm your daughter, was what I wanted to say but what came out of my mouth was, "Wow, you hate werewolves! We're you're kids! There's a reason we didn't tell you!"

He stood shocked at what I said. Then he said, "Don't yell at me young lady! My you're just not a good daughter." I was just grumpy, now I was grumpy and pissed, not a good combination for a werewolf.

 "Well, I'm sorry if I'm not your perfect little daughter! I'm sorry that William was taken because of me! I'm sorry that you're not the only ones who think I'm an abomination! I'm sorry that I can never live up to your expectations! I'm sorry that I can't do anything right in your eyes! I'm sorry if I tried to protect the other four because they're werewolves! I'm sorry for trying to take a burden of your shoulders! I'm sorry I didn't tell you because you're Catholics! I'm sorry that I was made to serve the Goddess! I AM SORRY!" My dad, as well as everyone else there for that matter, looked shocked as I finished and arms snaked around my waiste. I turned my head to put my face in Brandon's bare shoulder, it was then that I realised that I was crying.

"You think you don't do anything right in my eyes?" My father asked me, shock evident in his voice. I shook my head, still buried in Brandon's shoulder. "You're wrong," He said it was so softly that I could barely pick it up with my werewolf hearing.

"Pluto? Why are you crying?" Sammy asked as he tugged on my sleeve.

"I'm crying because I'm in pain. Like how you cry when you fall and skin your knee," I told him, kneeling down to his level as he wiped away my tears like I'd done for him so many times.

"I don't see any booboos, but I can still kiss yours if you show me where it hurts," He said with a sweet smile. he put his hand on my cheek, covering it.

"Sometimes the booboo isn't one you can see," I told him as I grabbed his hand between mine, his hands were almost as big as mine and he was four!

"So you hurt your heart? Was it Daddy yelling at you?" He spun around to glare at Father, "Stop hurting her heart! Better?" He asked as he turned back to me with a smile.

"Yeah, kiddo," I laughed, standing back up as I grabbed him and put him on my hip. " Hey, what were you and whichever Twin you were fighting with fighting about? I left for a couple minutes at the most," I asked with a frown.

"They dissed Lizzie!" He said, getting pissed. Werewolves, gotta love their temper problems, especially with the young ones. He was glaring at the Twins now.

"Twins?" I asked, determined to hear both sides.

"Yeah, so?" Damn.

"Apologize. Please."

"Nope," They said quirkily.

"Why?" I asked warily.

"'Cause."

"Assholes."

"Yup," The said with a smug expression.

"I could make you," I warned, watching their smugness disappear.

"Why does it-"

"Matter so much?" They asked switching off.

"Okay, when you find your mates, will you want me being an asshole to them? Sammy will have every right," I knew I was hitting their sore spot because they were the only ones without mates in my pack.

"Whatever, Sorry Sammy," They grumbled.

"'Kay," Sammy shrugged off their apologies like he did everything else. Could he be autistic? An autistic werewolf wouldn't be the best.

"Whatever." I swear they would fit in perfectly in the highschool drama club, just the way they say it. I turned back to my father.

"See what I've strove to get? We didn't want to burden you with the whole 'Your kids turn into giant wolves and they're lead by a kid who's not even out of highschool yet,' thing," I said cheekily, trying to provoke him. It worked, he narrowed his eyes.

"Pluto, now is not the time to be cheeky with your parents, they just found out that their first born son has been taken and that all their children are werewolves. Not the best time, especially if there are torches nearby. I have experiences with mobs chasing me with torches