My dad was taking me to school. I canât drive at all anymore. I was grounded before, but now Iâm never allowed to go anywhere. I sort of understood that without needing to be told. My parents havenât talked to me about it yet, but I know theyâre going to.
âCan I go to work with you today?â I asked him.
âYou havenât asked that since you were six.â He said, and was slightly amused by my question.
âI donât want to go to school today.â I admitted.
I still felt a little out of it. But I just didnât want to go.
âYou wanted to yesterday.â I didnât say anything as I played with my fingers. It was quiet between us for a second. Then my dad spoke. âYouâre not...being bullied, are you?â
âNo, itâs not that.â I sighed. âEveryoneâs just going to talk about all the deforestation and âfight the powerâ and Iâm over it now.â I explained to him.
âLooks like you got the determination knocked out of you.â He laughed, but I didnât. âToo soon?â He glanced at me.
âCan I go to the library?â I asked instead.
âYou can go to school.â He said. âAnd then when school is over, you can come home.â That was his segway into the âyouâre grounded for lifeâ conversation. I deserve it.
âI can get a ride home.â
âWith your mom.â
Thatâs it. My life is over. I knew this was happening. I looked out the window quietly and tried to enjoy the low stress. Once I get to school, I know what comments will start happening.
Mom picked me up from school. She hasnât done that ever since I started driving so she was excited. She asked me about my day and all that other stuff she does at home. Then we went out to eat which was a nice thing to do.
I didnât want to tell her about whatâs been happening lately.
Not the secrets about the wolves, but how everyone is stressed about the protests and all that. Iâm just seventeen. I donât know if I want to live the life of constant protests and all that. I mean, I think Conrod will get his way and thatâs it. All the tourists will show up and we become a huge city.
I donât want to say I gave up, but Iâm just tired.
I want to spend time with Ty without worrying that something will happen.
Mom let me sit outside for a while. It started snowing again today. It doesnât look like it will be bad but the weather changes a lot.
All the wolves came by, the white one running over to me to rub against me. He was much happier than the rest to see me outside. I know they were just passing through, but it was nice to see them.
Two of them rushed up to me when they saw the treatment the white wolf was getting. The other two were sand colored, and they were quick to push the white wolf out of the way to get to me.
The twins donât need to jump for attention.
Another one tried to push his way in between. He was the smallest of the group, and was a lighter grey. As small as he was, he was still a big animal.
I canât have all of them crowd around me. The doorway wasnât that big.
âYou guys are crazy.â I couldnât shield myself from all the fur. They continued to fight with each other to get to me.
The others were laying in the yard. Well, the black wolf was sitting patiently. The pale pink wolf beside him was laying down, his eyes closed.
I pushed on one of the wolves to get him to back away from me so I could breathe. One of them had his head on my lap, and the other did his best to squeeze next to me.
The white wolf was just watching since he got shoved out of the way by his brothers.
I think Channing would kill me if I suggested giving them collars. I liked the idea though. I would love to keep them as pets.
My dad would never let me bring wolves into the house.
Just as I thought about my dad I saw his car turn into the driveway. If I wasnât in trouble before, I was now.
He was out of his car in seconds. âGabriel!â
âDad, Iâm fine.â I tried to tell him but he stayed by his car, a little stunned because there were eight wolves in the yard, four of them close to me. âThey wonât bite.â
âYeah, Iâm sure.â He didnât believe me.
âYou can pet one-â
âIâm not touching them.â He said as he took slow steps over to me. The others began moving out of the way so he could walk up to the steps.
The pale pink wolf got up and stood next to the black one.
All of a sudden, he howled.
The other wolves turned to him quickly and they were dead silent. I donât know what happened, but it seemed like all their hairs were standing on edge.
âReally?â Dad stopped walking to turn to the pack of wolves. âIn broad daylight.â
âTheyâre nice.â
âGet inside.â He looked at me sharply. âIâm tired of you playing with animals and bringing them here.â He said as he walked by me to go inside. âLike the raccoon incident all over again.â He mumbled but I heard him.
âI donât bring things home anymore.â
He turned to point at the wolves that had piled up on one of them. The pale pink wolf was being smothered by his brothers. Except the black wolf who wasnât watching.
I followed my dad inside the house and closed the door behind me. The wolves were still making a fuss outside, but I couldnât stay to watch.
âYou have got to stop being nice to those animals, they will continue to come back here.â Dad complained as he put his stuff down. âI donât want to keep seeing them in my yard.â
âTheyâre friendly. Thatâs why they come over so much.â
âKnowing you, youâd bring them in the house.â He said.
He isnât wrong. I would try to bring them in the house, but knowing him he wouldnât let me.
I considered telling my dad about the wolves before, how the Martin brothers are special and can turn into the wolves that everyone is seeing around. I almost told him, too. Itâs not my secret, and I shouldnât say anything.
But lately, Iâve been more than just tired of everything. I feel a weight on my shoulders but I shouldnât feel like that.
This isnât my secret.
But knowing what I know does stress me out.
âSo, uh...â I started quietly. âThereâs another protest tomorrow.â I wanted to put that out there as my excuse to go outside.
âYou probably have other things to worry about.â He didnât seem to care that I wanted to go outside. Itâs because he knows how this conversation will end.
âI was thinking that-â
âYou could stay home and do your homework? I was thinking that, too.â He said.
I wanted to groan and go ask mom but she wasnât going to say yes either.
I heard everyone at school talking about another protest and pissing off the construction workers. That might stall them but it wasnât going to do anything. They just said they were going to make it fun this time so I can expect some... shenanigans to go on, as my dad would say when heâs especially annoyed.
âIâll be in my room.â I said quietly.
âGreat choice.â Dad told me as I left.
Iâm going to be stuck in this house for the next year and a half. Iâm going to go insane. I donât like being inside. I want to be anywhere but inside the house. I wasnât raised like this!
I went up to my room and closed the door quietly behind me. When I turned, I saw Ty sitting in my chair. I covered my mouth quickly when I heard myself about to shout from being surprised.
He canât do that!
âDid you sneak into my room?â I asked abruptly, whisper yelling as I went over to him.
âYou left the basement door unlocked-â
âWhat if my parents had seen you?â I panicked and hit his arm. âIâm already in trouble, you could make it worse.â
âI had to tell you what just happened.â He was smiling.
He never gets that excited. He was laughing even before he could tell me, so this was going to be good.
âDonât be mad.â He started, trying to stop laughing. Why would I be mad if heâs laughing about it? âBrendan has feelings for your dad.â He said.
I drew back as I let that sink in.
âYou mean like-â
âYeah.â
I covered my mouth. Thatâs what all the howling was about. Brendan found his one. And itâs my dad! I didnât want to laugh, but I thought of all the torment that Brendan was going to get from me because I know this, and itâs going to be amazing.
âMy dad isnât a dog person.â
âThatâs what makes it funnier.â He laughed.
I havenât seen Ty smile this much ever. He was laughing, too. And to say he isnât a happy person was a lot. But heâs always so nonchalant about things that seeing him laugh this hard can be exciting. I was laughing because he was laughing.
Also because Brendan wants to be my dadâs wolf. That will never get old.
Ty tried to stay over. There was that one time my dad came in my room so I had to push Ty off my bed, but after that we were in the clear for the night.
We just kept quiet.
He was reading a book, and I laid next to him because I was cold.
âMy brothers are coming home.â Ty said.
âYour older brothers?â I looked up. âTheyâre really coming?â
âWell, itâs almost break. And then my oldest brother wants to make sure my parents arenât really going through what we think theyâre going through.â He explained.
âI always thought of Channing as the oldest.â Itâs going to be hard to see him as the little brother.
âEveryone says that.â Ty said. âEven when the others were home, they thought Channing was the oldest. He just doesnât like being babied.â
âI feel like he grew up too fast.â
âHeâs leading a pack of werewolves.â Ty closed his book. âHe definitely had to grow up for that one.â
âHeâs always been that type though. The silent but can lead a whole army kind of person.â
âBelieve me. I know.â Ty agreed with me.
âIt must get tiring to take care of all of you.â I will always feel bad for Channing. He always has a plan for everything.
But with whatâs happened and him leading his brothers, heâs had to change plans. He doesnât deserve this, neither do his brothers.
âConrod found him at the library.â Ty mentioned to me for the first time. âApparently, Conrod has been losing a lot of money lately.â
I snorted at the comment. Itâs nice to know something is working. âDid he want to reason with Channing?â
âActually, yes.â Ty was surprised just as much as I was with his answer. âHe didnât beg or anything, though thatâs what Cina told me. Conrod tried to buy us out.â
âHe knows things but canât say anything.â
âAnd as long as we still turn into wolves, Channing wonât want anything except for him to stop.â Ty said.
I sat up in bed and pushed my hair back as I looked down at Ty.
âSo this is a good thing.â I was happy. âConrod might actually back off.â
âI guess.â Ty shrugged. âI mean, he has other projects heâs going to start on.â
âAll the protesting is working so it means we can handle it.â I was actually excited. Who knew that a pack of wolves and a group of self righteous kids could make a difference.
Granted, Iâve had two accidents trying to snoop around and do things Iâm not supposed to but I thought this was great.
âI canât believe youâre that happy about this.â He said as he looked up at me.
âYouâre still having fevers, Ty. Soon that will calm down, too.â
He agreed with that one because Iâm right. He has a fever right now because the temperature dropped. I bet Jackie canât sleep, Cinaâs probably anxious, Brendan canât move without getting dizzy, and the twins are clutching each other. We all know Channingâs not going to sleep because of the night terrors. It gets worse when the weather gets worse.
Once their problems stop, Iâm sure the weather might not hinder them as much. They wonât be forced to shift.
I was happy.
âCome on.â I shook him. âYou were actually smiling today.â
âYeah, because after all that teasing and mocking, Brendanâs about to go through what I went through.â He opened up his book again. âHe deserves it, too, after the things heâs said to me.â
âHeâs not going to...try to break my parents up, will he?â
Ty looked up towards me again but this time he didnât have an answer to my question. It seems like one of those weâre going to have to wait and see type of thing. Iâm not sure how I feel about that.
âWeâll come back to that.â I said when Ty didnât answer me.
I went to turn off the lights in my room and got into bed next to him. He still wanted to read but I put his book away because we both need to sleep. Heâs tired and Iâm tired.