Holy Cow Im One Birthday Novels & Stories

I whimper, my voice completely wrecked. Happy birthday to me.

Alden took a drag from his cigarette and asked skeptically, "Since when did you go from handling firearms to crafting charms?" "I've been making werewolf protection charms since I was a pup. Repairing one for my daughter isn't that hard." Alden smirked. "Carly's 18 years old now. Does she really still need that dainty pink protection charm? It's meant for pups." "No matter how old she gets, she'll always be my little pup." Dad stood and straightened his sleeves. "She lost her home when she was young, and then her mom, whom she loved most. As her dad, I've already failed her enough."

|Present| From: Megan Adams To: Scarlett Hudson Hey Scar, Hope you're doing okay. Tomorrow's my birthday and mom and Hunter are throwing this huge party for me (it's supposed to be a surprise but you know how sneaky I can be) This is my first birthday in ten years without you and honestly I wish with all my heart that you were here with us.

“Biggest festival in the county. You’ll be here just in time.” My birthday is on Halloween. Eighteen this year. A cliché, I know. The car slows in front of a white farmhouse with a wraparound porch and a yard full of marigolds. Warm light spills from the windows. A dog barks somewhere inside. My new home. My new family.

They all smile at me and Aunt Cynthia cackles, “she’s just like you Luna, she forgot.” I squint at her, “what did I forget?” They all say it at the same time, “your birthday!” My eyes widen and I look at my laptop for the date and blow a breath out of my mouth, “it’s not for 2 weeks,” I wave my hand dismissively at them and they all cackle. “You forgot and your going to be 21 this birthday, plus it’s a full moon,” Momma adds not so subtly. I look at them, “so, I’ll just have Christov come here and…”

**** Lara**** A week later was my 18th birthday and for the first time in a long time, I decided to celebrate. Finally, I was legally an adult and fully independent. The thought was both thrilling and a tad disconcerting. I pushed my loneliness aside and focused on how best to celebrate.

I whispered to myself and blew off the candle. “Yaaay!” Katie celebrated and took the cake from me. “How does it feel to be twenty-one?” She asked, giving me a sly grin. “I don’t know yet.” I shrugged. “It just started,” I replied, covering my entire body with the blanket. I wasn’t feeling different or anything, it felt normal but I knew I was growing older and time was running faster. ‘Happy birthday to us.’ My wolf, Ava, squealed excitedly as Katie left the room.

I ask, surprised. “No. At least not yet. I am just suggesting that we move, permanently, and we stop coming back for these memorials. Maybe next year we should actually celebrate our birthday. You will be 21 next year. That is a huge birthday in the human world. We can go out to a human bar and have some fun.”

Massimo said, raising an eyebrow. “Uh… Yes, it’s October 20th. But, what…? Oh, God!” Alice gasped, as the realization hit her “It’s my birthday! How could I forget?! I mean, my new birthday… Sorry, I'm still trying to get used to the idea that the date I always thought I was born in was wrong.” she sighed “I thought I turned 24 in April this year, but…” “Well, now you're officially going to be 24. And, for the first time, I will be able to be by your side.” Micah comforted her, with a beaming smile on his face “I hope you like the gifts I prepared.”

I woke up and sat on my bed as I stretched my arms widely. I smiled. Today is my 18th birthday. I wanted to celebrate this day with Alpha Henderson, and I am so excited to meet my wolf too—because during their 18th birthday, the werewolves usher in their wolves. And now that I think of it, I just remembered that today is the Annual Coming-of-Age Ceremony, where the pack celebrates the 18-year-old werewolves who are coming of age, like me. I sighed. Alpha Henderson was surely busy preparing for the annual event.