Chapter 2

-Jesse's POV-

'Can Mr. And Mrs. Drake please step out onto the floor for their first dance' One of Theodore's pack members said.

Was he Nicholas? I think he was Nicholas.

I had been introduced to all of them, but with the amount of them, I couldn't remember anyone past the first 3.

It was a beautiful night, the person who had set this all up must've been a romantic. There was a large white gazebo, strung with fairy lights that lit up like the stars above it. It was set on a school's field, and it looked amazing.

Theodore bowed down like a gentleman, taking my mother's hand and kissing it softly.

And to think I have to sleep in the room next to them tonight.

Gross.

She however, giggled and followed him to the floor, the majestic train of her dress trailing along the floor.

'Could the best man and maid of honour please join' The guy who I think is Nicholas announced, winking at someone behind me.

Who came up with this magical pairing of the maid of honour and best man? I dont even know his name, yet I've taken pictures laughing in his arms.

'Care to dance M'lady?' A deep voice said behind me, bowing down just like Theodore had done to my mother.

I wanted to say no, but everyone was watching us.

Besides, one dance wont hurt, even if he's way out of my league. But.. there's also the fact I have 2 left feet.

'Okay' I smiled, taking his hand.

He pulled me onto the dance floor, both of us  standing there for a moment.

'Uhm.. I kind of have 2 left feet so I'm not really sure what to do' I stumbled across my words.

He laughed, a blush rising to my cheeks.

'Here, Ill show you' He said, taking my hands in his.

'You put your arms here' He explained, lifting my arms up so they would wrap around his neck.

'And mine go here' He said, his voice growing deeper.

He placed his hands on my lower waist, while I tried to hide my blush.

He suddenly pulled me close to him, a small yelp leaving my lips.

'And you hold your partner close' He whispered in my ear, sending a small shiver through my spine.

I should be thinking "He's so pushy! What if he's trying to rape me!" But all I could think about is how amazing is body felt pressed up to mine.

'Okay. I think I got that' I nodded, looking down at my feet.

He started moving slowly, as I began panicking.

'Hey, look up here' He whispered softly, pointing to his eyes.

'And forget about what's happening, just move with me' He said, as I looked into his eyes.

That gorgeous brown... So familiar..

'You're that grey wolf who pounced on me!' I exclaimed without thinking.

He looked confused for a moment, before his infamous smirk crossed his face.

'And you're that beautiful wolf that kissed me' He said deeply, his breath brushing against my ear.

My cheeks flushed a dark red, my gaze falling away from his teasing eyes.

'I d-didnt mean it like that, I just needed you to get off me' I stuttered, like I was lying. Godamnit I'm not even lying!

'Oh? And why's that?' He raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

'My mum was calling me' I blurred out, again like I was lying.

'The least you could do is come up with a betted excuse' His smirk remained strong, as did my blush. What is he doing to me?

'You know what I think?' He said, as I raised an eyebrow.

'What?'

'I think you like me' He said under his breath, so only I could hear.

'Well your theory is wrong' I replied, gathering some strength in my tone.

'Is it? I think, that if I asked you to go out with me tomorrow night you would say yes. Because I like you as much as you like me' He was so close his breath was on my lips.

I thought he was going to kiss me, with the way he was looking down at my lips.

All was interupted when the "Happy Couple" appeared beside us.

'Ah, I see you two have met each other' Theodore said, as mum smiled.

Did they not notice the countless pictures today?

'Yeah, this one has got two left feet' He smirked, making me blush.

'Thankyou for understanding! She was so difficult when I tried teaching her how to walce!' Mum almost exclaimed.

My blush grew. He looked at conflict with himself with her statement.

'Not my fault you suck at teaching' I mumbled, yet apparently loud enough for her to hear me.

She raised an eyebrow, as if daring me to say it again.

That quickly shut me up.

I looked up at the goodlooking stranger whose name I still didn't know, who had turned pale. Suddenly his emotions changed, looking up to glare at Theodore.

'Dad is there something you haven't told me?' He snapped, glaring at him.

Dad..? DAD!?!?

'Yeah. Care to explain MUM' I looked up at my mother, sending her a death glare.

Flippin' hell! What kind of mother doesn't let a daughter know when she's getting a sibling?

'Well youre siblings. Didn't I tell you?' Mum looked genuinely confused, my anger growing.

'Oh yeah, its definitely not important. It didn't come up during dinner, so I'm sure your daughter won't really mind if she doesn't know she has a sibling. Yeah mum. Its fine' Sarcasm was drowning in my words, my glare held tight on my mother.

'Dont sass me Jesse Mary-Anne!' Mum snapped.

'Oh, so now you have the right to snap? I have every right to be mad right now! And what do you have? The anger running on anger from me thats based on you?'

Sometimes when I'm mad, the things I say make no sense.

'Its not a big deal Jesse! Grow up!' Her voice grew louder.

I wanted to slap her so hard right now. The amount of cussing going on in my thoughts is unbelieveable. I didn't even notice my "Stepbrother" and Theodore fighting beside me, because I was too angry with Mum.

'At least I'm grown up enough to know not to leave out important information that might effect someone's life' I growled.

I could feel Rae on edge, begging to rip something apart.

I controlled the urge to rip someone's head off, and simply walked away. I reached the bushes and shifted, letting my bones relax into my wolf form before taking off.

I didn't notice that my bridesmaid dress had ripped right off me.

I let anger overwash my thoughts, not caring where I was going. I didnt notice who was following me, nor any sounds or scenery around me.

That was, until something leaped on me and pinned me down to the point where I couldn't think of moving.

I growled after realizing I couldn't get out of this wolf's grip. I looked up at the wolf, meeting the brown eyes I had seen so frequently today.

I growled louder, struggling harder but his strength was too great.

Eventually I gave up, my wolf letting out a huge sigh. As if reluctantly, the grey wolf pushed up and stood up on all fours beside me.

He frowned, his eyes ordering me to Stay. I did as he said, watching as his wolf walked behind one of the many trees surrounding.

His wolf was so beautiful.. This gorgeous dark grey, almost close to black. Not that it was just because it was him or anything. I just liked the colour.

A minute later, my "Stepbrother" came out from behind the tree. He wore a different shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans, prepared.

He hovered above me, before speaking with his Alpha tone.

'Shift' He ordered.

My eyes widened, and I shook my head furiously.

He looked shocked for a second, like he wasn't used to people disobeying him.

'Shift' He said with a harsher tone, his eyebrows curling into a small frown.

I shook my head again, as his frown grew larger. A split second later his face softened.

'Why not?' He asked, his tone returning to normal.

I nudged the a small piece of ripped cloth that had shredded off me, my ripped dress.

I thought he would do alot of things, but if there's one thing I didn't expect was for him to rip off his shirt.

My eyes widened once more, but before it was fully off I whimpered. I immediately sat down, using my legs to cover my eyes.

'Jeez. I know I'm good looking but I dont need to be treated like a God' I immediately jumped up, sending him a death glare.

He just gave me a smirk.

I fake whined, putting my paw up to my face and falling backwards dramatically. He burst out laughing, as I stood up and rolled my eyes. I grabbed his shirt with my mouth, making sure I didn't stuff it on my mouth or rip it.

I walked behind a huge tree, to make sure he wouldn't see.

The British flagged shirt was fairly big on me, reaching my mid thigh. I felt so exposed.

Knowing he would think I ran away and probably pounce on me again, I took a deep breath and came out from behind my "hiding" place.

I found him sitting with his legs stretched out, hands placed on the ground to keep him stable as he looked up. He shut his eyes, his lips moving as he mumbled to the dark sky.

I didn't dare move. I couldn't even if I wanted to. He was wishing on stars, which for some reason captivated me.

Plus his shirt was off, his perfectly toned muscles all in the right places. But the look in his eyes as he looked up at the stars..

Jesse stop! You dont even know the guy! Hell, he's your stepbrother and you're thinking this about him? Stop being so damn hormonal about a guy whose name you dont even know!

I stood there like an awkward chicken leg, not knowing what to say or do as the internal battle in my head carried on. All of a sudden his eyes snapped up to mine, making me jump back a little in shock.

'C'mere' He spoke softly, patting down the grass beside him.

I silently obeyed, burying my whole body inside his shirt by hugging my knees. I shivered slightly, a breeze of cool night air driting past me.

'Crap, if I had a hoodie I would give it to you. I'll give it to you next time, Scouts honour' He said, putting his hand on his hand.

I almost burst out laughing by looking up at him. Just the fact that he breaks a silence by that statement.

'Scouts then?' I raised an eyebrow, as he smiled.

'Was a proud member too' He said proudly, making me smile.

'Were you're cheeks this chubby back then too?' I cooed as I sat down, pinching his cheeks.

They were so soft, but not chubby enough for his refined jawline to not show through.

'Worse. Half my face was covered with my hair too, cause I thought it looked cool' He almost groaned.

'Emo eh?' I nudged him softly.

'Yup. Was obsessed with Smosh back then' He buried his head in his lap in embarrassment.

'Oh dont worry, I had it much worse. I was obsessed with Dora, and my mother thought it looked "cute" and wouldn't let me change it for 9 years' I said, shuddering at the thought of my younger self. He burst out laughing, a blush appearing on my cheeks.

'I would say there's no need to blush Jess, but you look cute when you do.. so who am I to complain?' He smirked.

'How did you know my name? Have we met in an alternate reality or something?'

Don't judge my thoughts, I watched Inception last night. It screws up your mind.

'Nah, I think it was back in time. Did you know our kids will be saving the world from Terminators in the future?' He said in such seriousness I thought he was telling the truth.

The only thing that threw me off was the "kids" bit.

'I dont think I'll be having kids with a guy who I dont know, and who is now technically realted to me' I shrugged, the words hurting a bit as I said them.

'Well lets resolve that then. I'm Christan, 18 years old. Greenwood Secondary in my last year. Now that we know each other, lets go make some babies behind that tree eh?' He said jokingly.

I punched his arm lightly, shaking my head slightly. Bloody hormonal teenage boy.

But his name.. Christan. Pronounced as Christian but so different, unique and was just itching to roll off my tongue.

'I dont think my mother or your father would appreciate their children banging in the forest' I said matter-of-factly.

He sighed and leaned back, his toned muscles flexing as his back touched the floor. I resisted staring at his god-like structured upper body, and focused on the trees.

Trees always made me feel at home. They gave me a woodsy feel, a feeling that spread a tingle of excitement through me. That's why I loved running so much. The thrill and adrenaline rush you get from it is intense.

I am quite a big adrenaline junkie.

'Sucks doesn't it?' Christan suddenly said out loud, interrupting my mind of it's thoughts and the air of it's silence.

I looked at him in confusion, but his eyes were trained on the stars.

'What does?' I asked curiously, lying down in the patch of grass beside him.

'That neither of us knew about the other. I thought maybe Dad would warn me that Bethany had a child. I guess it makes sense though, my Dad did tell me to clean my room. Usually he doesn't care' Christian shrugged.

'I don't know why you had to clean your room anyway, it's not like I'm going to live in your room or anything anyway' I said, starting a small silence.

I looked over a Christan, his face scrunched up like a rabbit. I restricted myself from cooing out loud, and watched him as he thought hard.

'What if you are in my room? The rest of the rooms in the house are full..' He asked partly rhetorically.

My eyes widened, wondering if my mother would ever do that.

Surely she would never leave her only daughter in a room, alone with a teenage boy of the same age right? I mean, he is my Stepbrother so of course she wouldn't expect anything out of making us room together...

Great.

'And my mother believes in bonding. Sibling bonding this time. Just bloody fantastic! Why don't we invite along a bunch of smurfs too?' I said, a little annoyed at my mother.

'Why? Scared I'll be too irresistible?' Christan wiggled his eyebrows.

'In your dreams boy' I brushed him off.

'Did I mention there's only one bed in that room?' He whispered deeply, averting his eyes from the stars to me.

'Did I mention I'm making you sleep on the floor?' I smiled sickly sweet.

He faked shock, his mouth forming a perfect "O".

'What? I thought we had something Jesse!' He faked hurt, putting his hand on his heart.

'You still didn't tell me how you know my name' I ignored his comment altogether.

'You look like a Jesse. I like Jay better though' He said.

The nervous yet playful look in his eyes told me he was lying.

'Yeah right. How'd you really find out?' I raised an eyebrow.

'Lets just say you're mother is really loud when she's mad' He smirked, my cheeks flushing a deep red.

I never usually blush this much!

'Sorry about that..' I trailed off, looking back up at the different stars.

Dont ask me how or when, but I ended up in his lap. I think I had zoned out thinking about other things, because the next thing I knew he was plaiting my hair carefully. I found no reason to protest, and relaxed into the moment.

The silence was comfortable, a sweet sort of comfortable. It was one of those moments you never wanted to leave, and one you would remember forever.

'If you were stuck on a desert island and could bring one person, who would you bring?' Christan broke the silence after a while.

It was so.. so out of the blue I hardly caught his words.

I snapped myself back to reality, and thought about his question.

'I would bring Oliver' I said, after cautious thinking.

He immediately froze.

'Is that your uh... boyfriend or something?' His hands stopped moving through my hair, his voice somewhat angry.

I however didn't notice his tone of voice just then.

'I wish' I sighed in fangirl mode.

'Oh' Christan replied, his voice blank.

I turned around, my eyebrows furrowed in confusion at his hurt face. He refused  Does he actually..?

'Oh no no! He's not a real person!' I said quickly, almost desperately.

'Oliver Queen is a superhero, Green Arrow. In his backstory he becomes the green vigiliante to save Starling city after surviving on a desert island for 5 years. He's not a real person, and I dont have a boyfriend' I let out a huge breath when I was done.

I had explained it so quickly, like I would be cheating on Christan without it.

A smile slowly creeped on his face, a warm one full of happiness.

This begun our big, and quite long conversation about ourselves and our hobbies.

And after the whole day of knowing Christan, I still haven't found one thing we have in common yet. He even hates chocolate! CHOCOLATE I SAY!

Lets just say his answers were all from a very different perspective.

He's into more of the soft rock genre, like coldplay and stuff whereas I.. Well lets just say I hardly listen to slow rock.

I think we do have one thing in common though. Although he wont admit it, he's a mushy guy when it comes to love stories. Both of us are hopeless romantics at heart.

'You know, I think I may just call you asshole for the rest of your life' I frowned, after he said he hated Ed Sheeran.

'Whatever babe, you know you love me' He winked, as I once again rolled my eyes.

*

'JUST SAY I DOOOOOO!' I screamed at the top of my lungs, running around the field.

People were giving me weird looks, but I couldn't care care less. You only live once right?

I probably should be helping clean up, but the others were almost done by the time Christan and I got back. Plus they seemed so in their mojo, I decided to leave it.

And no, I am not running around the field in nothing but Christan's shirt. Vanessa always brings spare clothes for such an occasion so we aren't embarrassed like last time.

We were having a race at the last "All packs" meeting. We were both so full of adrenaline, that when we shifted we forgot to take out our clothes.  We may or may not have broken a few things, so we may or may not have been ordered to shift to apologize.

When we did, we realized we had no clothes and had to walk around in blankets the rest of the day. Not fun, trust me.

I was still wearing Christian's flagged shirt, along with my own pair of skinny jeans.

'COME WITH ME NESSY!' I exclaimed, tugging on her hand and making her follow me.

By the time we came back, the only food left was dessert, and that was being packed up.

So you could say I'm a big sugar high.

She rolled her eyes, yet followed, but not before I pulled her down on the grass beside me.

'Ow Jess!' She exclaimed, rubbing her torso.

'Oops' I shrugged, flinging my arms above my head, starting to make grass angels.

'You know he has a thing for you right?' She said out of the blue.

I leaned on my side to face her, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

'Who?' I asked, as she chuckled softly.

'Havent you ever noticed? Jason, I swear he's been in love with you since like, 7th grade' She said, as I looked over to the gazebo.

Jason's eyes met mine, although he was on a ladder. He grinned, and mouthed "I Do". I blushed and turned away. Was I really that loud?

'See? He's been staring at you this entire time' Ness pointed out.

What if he does..? Have I been so oblivious this entire time to not notice it?

'Nah, Jase is just our friend! If he liked me he would have told us by now.. ' I trailed off, unsure of the statement myself.

Ive always thought of him as a brother, never anything more than that.

A smirk curled onto Vanessa's lips, a mischievous glint in her eye.

'I never said he didn't tell me'

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