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

"Pluto!" A boy yelled as he weaved his way through the men and wolves.

"Shit, Brandon," Pluto muttered as she was engulfed by Brandon's bare torso.

"You know, she is not decent at all," William said, gesturing torwards my shirt, playing the big brother.

Pluto

"You know, she is not decent at all," I heard William's muffled words from within Brandon's embrace. I blushed and slipped out of Brandon's arms, trying to hide my beet red face. Judging by the snickers around me, I wasn't very successful.

"I'm going home for clothes, Calla, Liam, William, Camille, you guys should come with," I said to the ground, my still red face down.

"'Kay, where're My Flower and Camille going to go when we run?" Will asked, holding Calla's hand. I'd known they were mates when I heard Will call her 'His Flower' the first time.

"Camille can sit on me and Calla on you," I said, shrugging. I shifted without waiting for an answer, completely ruining Liam's shirt.

"Aaww man, you had to ruin my shirt didn't you?" Liam whined. I stuck my wolfy tongue out at him. Camille laughed. I laid down infront of her and waited for her to get onto my back. She didn't.

"I don't think I should get the privilage of riding on a werewolf's back, much less the Alpha's Alpha," She muttered, looking down.

Ask her why, please, I said through the chat.

"Why?" William asked for me.

"Because I'm a hunter too."

Please tell her that I was offering because where every other hunter had black in their aura. She doesn't. I said, getting annoyed.

"Pluto says that you don't have black in your aura, whatever that means," Liam piped up.

It means that her heart was never in the hunt, I growled.

"Oh. She says it means that you're not mean," William said.

"I never did like hurting you guys," Camille said warily.

"Yeah, and she would always give me way more food than anyone else, only eating a little so that I could eat," Calla said from behind Will.

"So in other words, get on the wolf, Camille," Brandon said, moving to pick her up if she didn't. Camille, apparently realised that it was futile to argue and that all it would do was get her put onto my back forcefully, shut up and got onto my furry back.

"Your fur is soft!" She exclaimed. The others shifted and Calla got onto Will's back.

We were almost home, I groaned, as well as a wolf could groan anyway. You know, once we walk through that door, it's open season on us right? Our parents are going to be PISSED, I said through the chat.

Yup, better hope that they don't notice you're naked, especially with your mate following you around, Will said with a growl at Brandon, who had, indeed, followed us. Huh, big brother doesn't like my mate, sucks to be him.

You're an ass William, she just saved your skin, and this is how you treat her? Liam growled low in his throat.

"Is everything alright?" Calla asked from Will's back, noticing the growls. I lowered my head, then brought it back up. A wolf's version of a nod.

Please stop making my mate worry, Will thought to us.

Then stop being dickhead to mine, I retorted.

You get one chance, He growled at Brandon. Back to growling.

You don't control my life! I shouted in my thoughts as I took off, running as fast as I could the rest of the way home, Camille screamed the first second or two at the unexpected lurch. I shifted back inside the treeline after letting Camille crawl shakily off my back.

"Sorry, I got mad at William," I apologized, helping her stand straight.

"It's okay, just unexpected, that's all," She said. I looked out at our yard, caught my breath, and took off across the lawn.

"Pluto! You're back!" I heard my mother's shout dimly as I rushed up the stairs to my room. I closed my door and grabbed a pair of colorful gypsie clothes. I got dressed slowly to my mother's banging on my door, the banging stopped, presumably the others were here.

"Pluto? Can I come in?" Charlie asked from outside my room. I sighed, opening the door to Charlie, Brandon, and Liam waiting, "Why did you rush up here?"

"No way was I going to be interrogated naked," I replied, grabbing Brandon's hand and pulling him in.

"Liam let me and William borrow some of his clothes after we pretty much ran up the stairs ourselves," Brandon said, sitting down on my bed and pulling me onto his lap. Charlie and Liam were in pretty much the same position on the floor.

"Yup, and I've gotta say, not many secrets left between us after seeing all three of your guys's trunks, as well as William's," Charlie said, turning around in Liam's lap to kiss him. A whistle from the doorway made them start guiltily and look up. Will was leaning on the door frame holding Calla around the waiste.

"Looks like my little Liam's gotten himself a girlfriend. I'm so proud," He said, walking into my room and looking around, "Wow, You really didn't grow up, did you?" He gestured to my Hello Kitty and Scooby Doo posters that were hung around my room. Brandon looked around the room for the first time, chuckling and holding me tighter to him.

"Yes, I did. I just have preferences as to what I like. I like things to stay the same," I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Right, and I take that as you still have the life-sized Scooby Doo stuffed animal and that it's probably shoved under the bed so that people don't laugh at it. But you'll still take it out at night and sleep with it," Will said, casually looking under the bed and pulling out a huge Scooby Doo stuffy. He wasn't expecting the three fuzz balls that launched him, though.

"Thatta, pups," I said smugly as they bumbled over to me, leaving a very shocked Will on the floor.

"Eewww," He said, sounding like a teenage girl as he tried to wipe wolf cub slobber off his borrowed pants. Calla laughed and moved forward, towards the cubs. Charlie followed closely.

"Do they have names?" Charlie asked, eyes only for the cubs, now tumbling around on the floor with Will, or rather, on Will.

"It doesn't bother you that they house wolves?" Calla asked incrediously.

"My boyfriend turns into a giant wolf and says that I'm his mate, wolves are my favorite animal. Do you think it's going to bother me? I've always wanted a wolf cub," She said, rubbing the cubs' bellies.

"Amazing," Calla said.

"That one's Bastien, then there's Bax, and last is the only surviving girl, Misha," I pointed them out in turn.

"You took cubs from their parents?" Will asked, enraged at the thought.

"No, I found their mother dead and alone, I followed her scent to her den after seeing her teets swollen with milk. I found these three alive and the other two dead," I said defensively.

"Does mom know?"

"No, you think she'd let me keep them?"

"Probably not."

"Didn't think so."

"Uh, guys? I think we should go down there and see how Camille and Alpha Kris are holding up," Liam said hesitantly, not wanting to go down there just as much as us. We all groaned, but got up. We walked down in pairs, holding our mate's hand.

"Hey mom, dad, Sammy, Twins," I said when we got into the livingroom. I folded myself onto Brandon when he sat on the floor by the full couch.

"Young lady go change out of those skanky clothes and get off that boy's lap," My father said warningly.

"I would have thought that you'd figure out that we wear these clothes so that we don't have to deal with getting out of a full set of clothes when we shift. And as it happens I'm very comfortable where I am," I told him, rolling my eyes.

"Go. Change." He said slowly, enunciating both words carefully.

"You obviously haven't figured out that when it comes to clothes, I'm just not going to listen have you?" I asked.

"Now. And get off him."

"No."

"Father, if I may, I would like to say that it's easier for her to wear those clothes so that she's not having to get out of a regular person's getup when she gets angry. She has one of the worse tempers and she wouldn't be able to get out of her other clothes fast enough. So, coincidentally, you will end up having to buy her so many clothes because she will blow up and shift more often now that you guys know we turn into wolves. As for Brandon, I'm keeping an eye on him. He seems like a player," Will said. My dad looked shocked, like he hadn't known that Will was there.

"William?" He asked.

"Yeah?" William said cautiously.

"What are you doing here?" Dad asked, his anger now focused on Will. At least it wasn't on me anymore. I settled back, leaning into Brandon.

 "Well you see, I got kidnapped by hunters, got a couple whippings, found my mate, ruined my clothes, and got rescued by my little sister and brother, the first of which happens to be the most powerful werewolf in our history. So I ended up having to come here for more clothes, nice to see you, too," William said lightly.

"And you're still going to stand up for the little slut?" My father asked him, Will's eyes widened, as did everyone else in the room's. He looked at me sitting in Brandon's lap pointedly.

"You son of a bitch! I'm an Alpha not a slut! Brandon is my MATE!" I yelled, feeling the vibrations run down my back. I shifted in our livingroom, growling and stalking towards my father. He backed away, realising that now was not the time to challenge me; I was seeing red. I vaguely saw Will shift, I wasn't paying attention to him until he moved infront of me.

Liam, Brandon, get him outta here if you want him to be alive tomorrow. Get everyone outta here, then come back, William thought to the already moving boys. I growled at him, my muscles coiled and I sprung. I landed on top of him, he faught back viciously, keeping me from launching myself out the back door at my father.

What are you doing? I snarled.

Keeping you from doing something you'll regret, He thought back calmly.

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