Stronger than The Alpha King

Just one of those days, one like many other days before. Being a child of Summer and Damian, who are leading not just a pack but an alliance on top of raising three young wolves, is depressing. Okay depressing is a pretty big word to use but trying to fill the imprints they have left for us, seems like a mountain to climb. Everyone knows that we are different, that we have these, let us call them abilities. My Brother, Zain, and I have grown remarkably close. Not only have we got a strong Twin bond, but we are connected through these special abilities too. Together we can see things that have happened, and we can see into the Future too. These abilities give us the chance to change feelings and guide people through hardships, but the Future is forever changing. Every step you take, every decision you make, you change the future, so we had to learn, not to trust it too much and just use it as guidance.   “You have done well today, Zara. You can go Home now. Zain, I need to speak to you.” A strict voice shouts from one side of the Gym to the other. I know who’s voice it is, as I turn around surprised to see our Father. Usually, we are left to be trained and dismissed by our uncle Chester. Knowing that I am not needed anymore I walk out of the Gym. Grabbing my drink and a towel from the side, swinging it around my sweaty neck. From a young age we had to learn that we are different. Not only because of these abilities, but we are stronger than other Wolves our age. We mostly train alone just me and Zain as we do not want to accidentally hurt anyone else now that we have gotten older. When we were around six years old Zain was rough housing with our bigger Brother Aaron, he was twelve years old at the time. One thing led to another and he ended up with a broken leg. Ever since we have been taking a step back knowing how fast things can go, years later and we are still keeping to just the two of us.   So yes, life has not been simple, so to say. You would think it was a breeze having these sorts of abilities, but they need to be taken with a pinch of salt. Nothing is ever easy, not even for us. Imagine it that way… we are branded. Everyone knows us, even though they might only know stories, they think they got us figured out. Trying to make friends not that easy at all, or even just going outside, you always get looks. It has been a challenge, and it’s always playing on my mind.   I step outside the gym, feeling the sun on my skin. It is a gorgeous day. Taking in a big breath before I take out the elastic band to open my hair. A big gush of wind playfully throws my jet-black hair around and it sparkles in the sun. Just standing there, closing my eyes and I take in all the feels around me. I love this so much. I know, I am being watched, but for once… I do not care. Just for a moment I want to enjoy being “me”. People often judge when they don’t know every detail of your life. Of course, having these Abilities makes us even in our own Pack outsiders. Someday, in the future, I don’t want to be in this position. Often, I thought about what would happen if I would just leave. Where would I go, and would I be able to leave Zain behind? He is the one who keeps me sane. Sometimes when we are alone, we talked about what would happen if we would just get out of here but as Alpha to be it is even more pressure on him than it is on me. I cannot imagine he would risk the Pack falling apart, or the Alliance for that matter.   A hand is placed on my shoulder, making me jump slightly as I had been deep in my thoughts.   “Sorry, Zara. I didn’t mean to startle you. Are you going Home? Want me to walk with you?” a cheerful Aaron smiles at me as he waits patiently for me to answer. “Erm… I just finished training; we have been in the gym almost all day. I might just sit here for a little while; you know till Zain comes out. Dad wanted to speak to him. Did you have a good day?” once I recollected my thoughts, I sit down in the grass leaning back and just stare up watching the clouds go by in the bright blue sky. Aaron almost simultaneously decides to sit down too. He pulls on the grass one small bit after the other. “Zara. You two have always been inseparable. I am quite jealous you know. I know you aren’t doing this on purpose, but you are just so close, not even a piece of paper would fit between you two. I wish I could share this bond with both of you.” He leans back into the grass next to me, but instead of looking up into the sky he looks at me. A moment of silence passes before I find the courage to say anything at all. “I am jealous of you too, Aaron. Believe me, we both are. Plus, we are all close, kind off. I know other siblings that are fighting a lot more than we do!” Nudging him playful with my elbow. “That is true. I loved you guys from the moment I met you and it never changed.” Aaron lets out a small sigh as he leans head on his shoulder staring at me. “I know something is up with you though. Do you want to talk about it?” he adds as he strokes a single stray strand of hair out of my face. “Nothing is up Aaron, what do you mean? I am just trying to enjoy this little bit of Sunshine after training.” I answer quickly closing my eyes, trying to play it cool. Goosebumps forming on my arms and my head starts spinning around. I can feel warmth, like a flame moving closer and the spinning starts to calm down. Zain is stood over me. I don’t even need to open my eyes to know that it is him. He literally drops to the ground the opposite way to me, so our heads are next to each other. Sometimes, it’s a blessing to have him close and sometimes, like today it’s a curse. He will know that I am not okay, he knows I struggle. Inside out, there is no hiding, and it seems Aaron knows too. Aaron is our Brother, not bound by blood but by choice. He joined our Family when we were Babies, he was only 6 years old himself, an orphan.   Here we are, three of a kind. The three children of the King and Queen. Each one of us facing a different kind of future. Aaron, the oldest, always has a nick in understanding people and seeing the best in them. Zain who is unbelievably strong, but he is kind and knows that sometimes saying nothing means more than a hundred words. Then there is me, Zara. The one who controls other people’s emotions but struggles with her own.  Never in a million years did I think it would be the last time in a long time that we would be together, laying in the sun carefree and enjoying each other’s company.