Gold Moon: Mated To The Beta Twins Chapter 188: I Am Done

Morgan, the Alpha’s Daughter.

Morgan’s p.o.v.

“Goodbye. I know that none of you will miss me, but I will miss the place I once considered home.” I whisper as I get on my bike.

Over my shoulder, I take a last look at the cottage I called home for the past ten months for the last time. I start the engine of my bike, and it roars to life in the silent evening. I know exactly where our patrols are at the moment, and I don’t waste time as I cross the border of our territory.

Leaving Blue River Pack behind in pursuit of my new life. A life in the Lycan King’s Army, far away from the people I thought loved and cared for me.

My name is Morgan, and I am the youngest Pup of Alpha Tate and Luna Giselle of the Blue River Pack. In a week, I officially turn seventeen, but I got a small surprise at midnight.

“I still don’t understand why you showed up today. This is so confusing.” I tell Amra, my lycan.

Okay, maybe I need to back up a little. I can hear the wheels in your head grinding, trying to figure out why I would leave my family and my pack.

Almost a year ago, I had my Sweet Sixteen party, and Mom had organized it to perfection. I am not a girly girl, so pink was out of the question. Mom had used a few of my favorite colors: indigo and maroon.

From the tablecloth to the decorations, she used indigo and maroon throughout everything. Only our Pack members were invited, as in every other year, and that applies to every party we have had.

Whether it was a party for me, the Pack, or one of my six older Brothers, Mom and Dad never invited other Packs; it was an unwritten rule within our Pack. It had been that way for centuries, and I doubt it will change anytime soon.

“Sis, let’s go outside for your gift.” Ashton, my oldest brother, had said. I probably screamed like a little girl in excitement when I saw what they had gotten me.

It was the best thing my family could have gotten me for my Sweet Sixteen: a Harley-Davidson Fat Boy, ordered in my favorite colors: black, indigo, and maroon. Even the outfit, helmet, and boots are black, with indigo and maroon accents.

“Mom had a say in some of it, you know how she can get.” Ashton had whispered as I got everything that came with the bike.

The jacket and the pants fit me like a glove, both made of sturdy material. My helmet was and still is my favorite next to the bike, because Declan made sure our Pack’s crest was airbrushed onto it using indigo and maroon. A Wolf lying near a water shore.

The boots have a two-inch heel with every possible protection feature, and again, I knew Mom was behind it, but it didn’t bother me at all.

Dad made me promise not to ride my bike until Asthon taught me how to ride safely, and I had to keep a straight face when I made him that promise. If only he knew I had been riding Ashton’s bike for six months already.

“Thank you.” I had repeated it over and over as I hugged my parents and my six brothers.

I thought that I was the luckiest girl in the world with a family who loved and cared for me, but nothing could have prepared me for the year that followed my birthday.

Waking up the morning after the party was great; I had a smile on my face, and I doubted it would ever disappear. If only I had known what that day and the following days would bring, I might have run away much sooner.

I had gotten out of bed to take a shower, and as I washed my hair, I thought about what to do that day. I had the day off, as Dad called it, because they figured I would sleep in after my party, and even though I woke up later than usual, it was still early.

The first thing on my list had been breakfast, and my stomach had rumbled in agreement. I grabbed my training outfit from my closet, even though I didn’t have training today. I wanted to go through my training on my own because I doubted that our Gamma would expect me.

As I exited my room, I thought it was too quiet on our floor. This was usually the time when everyone was running around to make sure they got to their destination on time.

Dad would be rushing out the door for his morning meeting, Asthon following right behind him for the same reason, and Mom would call after them to make sure they were on time for lunch. My other Brothers would be running around to make it to training on time, and again, Mom would be yelling for them to be back on time for lunch. The only one who never rushed anywhere was me.

But that day, it was deadly quiet on our floor, even our Omega wasn’t in the kitchen, and I was glad I could make my own breakfast. I sat down at the kitchen island with my breakfast and my coffee, still not understanding why no one was around.

“Did I forget about an important meeting?” I asked out loud, hoping to trigger my brain.

After I finished my coffee, I rinsed off everything I used to place it in the dishwasher, and I made my way down the stairs to go to the training grounds. Every Pack-member I walked past looked a little confused, and I had to stifle a smile. Looks like everyone thought I would be sleeping in today.

“I did miss something.” I had mumbled softly as I walked down the last flight of stairs, and saw that Dad’s office door was closed; he was probably in his usual morning meeting with his Beta and Gamma.

One of the few times during the day he would have his door closed, and I walked toward the back of the Pack-house, the fastest way to get to the training grounds.

Again, I was met with confused looks from Pack members, and it was starting to annoy me. Why would it be so strange to see me out and about? Other than my party from the night before, nothing unusual happened, and that meant I woke up at a decent hour.

I had shrugged my shoulders as I reached the training grounds, only to be met with more confused looks from pack members.

It was the start of a very confusing day, and I still don’t understand what I did to deserve the treatment I got from my family and our pack members.

My brothers and I were raised with strict rules, even though we were the Alpha’s children.

I might have been Daddy’s Little Princess, but I was never a spoiled brat. Mom and Dad provided us with everything we needed, and if we wanted something extra, we had to work for it, something we had always accepted without arguing.

By the time I got back, Dad’s office door was still closed, and this time I wondered what was going on; usually, it would been open by now. As I passed the Beta floor, I heard a lot of commotion, but I ignored it because I was in desperate need of a shower and I wanted to be downstairs in time for lunch.

“Where the hell is everyone?” I asked out loud as I entered the Alpha floor, but I knew that no one was around to answer me.

After my shower, there still wasn’t a member of my family on our floor. I walked around the rooms and came to the realization that no one had been back here for some time.

Right then, I wished Dad had initiated me into the Pack the day before, but I understood that he didn’t want me to have a splitting headache during my party.

It would make things a little easier, though, if I could have linked Mom or Dad, but I would probably find out at lunch what was going on. I felt a little better knowing I would see my family in a few minutes.

“You'd better have a damn good explanation, or I might break some bones.” I knew none of them would jump out of the woodwork, but it made me feel a little better.

I was wearing light blue, high-waisted, skinny jeans, an off-the-shoulder black shirt, and some boots. I even put on a little mascara and had my hair braided down my left shoulder.

Mom would usually be up here before lunch to change her clothes, which worried me. I checked my agenda on the way down to check when Mom had planned our next Mother-Daughter day, and I nearly lost my footing when I didn’t see it scheduled for this week. I reviewed the agenda for the next three months, but I didn’t see any Mother-Daughter days scheduled.

Chatter was coming from the dining room, and I had put my phone away as I entered the room. Every conversation halted for a second, but soon the room was filled with chatter again, and when I turned towards our table, I noticed my family wasn’t there yet.

I waited for my family and the rest of our leadership to join me for lunch, but the moment they noticed I was sitting at the table, their conversation went from talking out loud to talking through the mind-link, excluding me.

“Mom, when is our next Mother-Daughter day?” I had asked, but she hadn’t responded at all. She was too busy talking to our Beta female.

I had looked at the rest of my family, and each had their gaze on their plates, but it was clear to see that they were having a conversation.