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Chapter Four- My birthday

Author: Valerie snow
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-06 22:16:22

QUEENETH’S POV.

“Good morning Queeneth.”

I was surprised to hear my name because the last time I checked I slept alone in my house. I had no companion, so I stood to check if anybody was at the door.

“Don't bother stressing yourself. It's me your wolf.”

I flinched. Of course, it's my birthday. I got my wolf today. It's just so weird to hear a voice inside my head.

“Don't worry yourself, you’ll get used to it.” A voice said.

“It’ll take some time before that one happens,” I responded.

“You don't have a problem. We have all the time in the world.”My wolf said.

“What is your name?” I asked her.

“Amy”

“I like it,” I told her.

“I know you do, Queeneth. Now get up and go and spend the day with your second family..

I got you excited and full of energy. I can't wait to see Amy.

I quickly brushed my teeth, showered, and put on my sweaters and hoodie.

When I got to Reuben's house, Aisha had already made pancakes.

“Happy birthday, Queeneth.” She yelled and gave me a big hug.

“Come on, let's eat,” she said and pulled me to the table. I was indirectly looking around checking if I would see Reuben. I didn't see him and didn't want to ask Aisha. I didn't want her to know how I feel for her brother. I felt I would look cheap before her since our pack prohibits that.

As my second family, before my birthday, I told them that I’ll be watching movies on my birthday, which they all agreed to. I love horror movies so much, and it has seriously affected me. Most times, after watching it, I won't be able to sleep because it'll be as though everything is happening right before me.

Reuben and Aisha don't like horror movies, so they decided to choose the one I’ll watch since I am watching it in their house.

“Aisha, please, I can't find the movie I'm meant to watch today, that's my birthday,” I asked.

Aisha let out a short laugh.

“We thought you had forgotten since you didn't talk about it again. Don't watch and start trembling because I won't listen to you. See it on the left side of the television.”

I started watching and at exactly 1pm, I was done watching. I still kept searching for Reuben with my eyes, but I hadn't seen him.

Aisha had already prepared fried rice with chicken, which was my favourite. She served the food and called me to eat.

“Queeneth, food is ready.”

I joined her at the dining table and we started eating. Since I’ve been looking around to see Reuben and didn't see him, I can't help it again so I decided to ask Aisha.

“Aisha, since I came here, I’ve not seen Reuben? Where is your brother?”

Aisha let out a short laugh

“Oh, I forgot to tell you. He went on ty but will be back soon. It was Alpha Collins who sent him to represent the pack.”

I shrugged.

“So, he forgot today is my birthday, right?”

Aisha smiled.

“He didn't. He just got the call and left. It was actually an emergency. He told me to tell you that he’ll be back soon. I'm sorry I'm saying it now.”

I gently pushed Aisha, laughing.

“If I didn't ask you, you wouldn't have made mention of that.”

Aisha pretended to kneel and make a gesture with her hand saying sorry and laughing at the same time.

We started devouring the meal because it was so delicious.

“Queeneth, maybe you’ll find your mate now that you've gotten your wolf.”

“Maybe,” I said, bowing my head.

I don't like talking about mates with Aisha because I know where she’ll be landing, her landing point is already known. It's indeed exactly what I want but I don't like talking about it because there's a way it makes me feel.

“Maybe, it will be Reuben.” she finally said.

“This is the second time you're saying this. What conviction do you have in saying this?

“Yes, I’m fully convinced. Oh! I’ve not told you.” She looked around to be sure nobody was around or eavesdropping on our conversation.

“My brother is deeply in love with you. He has not said it yet because he's looking for a way to express himself. He loves you.”

I blushed for a moment.

“If you become his mate, that will be one of the best things that has happened to him and our entire family.”

“The Moon Goddess knows more,” I responded.

After we ate, we went back to the living room to watch another movie. This time we’re watching Aisha's favourite.

At around 7pm, Aisha told me to go and get ready. The shift site in the forest is quite far so I have to leave on time. It is a gathering in the middle of the first where all wolves go for their first shift.

I got home, showered, and put on my white dress, chosen especially for this night. It is tradition to wear it on our first shift. I put on my shoes and started heading towards the site.

After about 20 minutes, I arrived at the clearing. My friend Reuben and his sister were already there waiting for me. They came towards me with a big smile on their faces again.

“Happy birthday once again, Queeneth,” Aisha said and gave me a tight hug.

I was so happy to see Reuben but covered up.

“Happy birthday Queeneth,” Reuben said and tapped my back gradually.

“Now, let's meet your wolf. It is cold and I don't want you to get sick since your jacket is not covering you well.” Reuben said.

“He is right. It is November, and it's always cold, and my jacket was not covering me from the cold.

“He is right, Queeneth, " Aisha said. Give me your jacket and stand in the middle of the clearing.

I did what she said and stood in the middle of the clearing.

I carefully removed my dress and underwear, including my shoes, and folded them.

“Are you ready, Queeneth. My wolf said.

“I am,” I responded

How do I do this?

“Just relax, it’ll hurt, but it will soon be over. Don't fight it,” she said.

I did what she said. I took a deep breath and allowed my wolf to take control. I started to feel my bones break. I let out a little scream and fell down on my knees.

The pain was much.

I tried to fight but allowed her to take control.

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