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Chapter 2

"There you are, Logan. I can smell that place on you. Go shower before I can't breathe. " Issac says, his nose scrunched with distaste. 

I lift my sweater to my nose, the smell of mildew causes me to laugh. I must have been in that house so long that I got used to the smell. We have a strong sense of smell, so for me to not notice that the foul smell of that place has latched onto me is pretty funny. 

"Sorry brother, I'll go shower now. " I tell him as I run passed his stoic body. 

"Yeah yeah. Why were you out for so long? You know that the patrols on that side of the territory are more frequent. You could have been caught." He sighs. His shoulders sagging with worry, I can feel my heart tighten in my chest. 

I hate that I am one of the main causes of his stress, and he never lets me in. He is all alone, dealing with all of these issues that somebody his age shouldn't be going through.  I have attempted to mind-link with him in order to gauge his emotions, but he just pushes me out with a humph from his wolf. 

"I'm smarter than that brother, don't worry about me. I have been going there for years, and have yet to be caught." I sign, looking back at him over my shoulder. 

I hate being perceived as a weak female. I was anything but that, but the pack didn't view females the same way as males. My brother says that the treatment of female wolves differs depending on the pack. There are some packs that are far worse than ours, where they are treated as salves and viewed as the lower species.  Then, there are packs where they are considered to be war goddesses. 

In this pack, females are thought to be good for mainly one thing, raising pups and taking care of their mates. Something that I disagree with more than anything. 

"The pack doesn't like it when the females leave the village without somebody. You know this Logan." He stresses, his tone is strained and I could tell if I don't leave soon this conversation might elevate. 

"I'm going to head to bed. Mindlink me if you need anything." I mumble. Climbing the stairs that leads to a loft space that I have claimed as my bedroom. Our grandparents have left us their small house in their will which allowed Issac a bit of time to gain his footing as my guardian. 

My room was simple and kept tidy. I never believed in material possessions so it was easy to keep clean. My brother has attempted to get me to make this place my home since I was younger, but I just couldn't bring myself to become attached to a location. 

I haven't met my mate yet, which means that I will most likely not stay in this pack for much longer. The likely hood of finding my mate is lower than most seeing as I am not actively looking. I never related to girls my age who's the main aspiration was to find their mates. In my own opinion, we have such a long lifespan, why attempt to rush the process and become a kept mate?

I desire my freedom for as long as I can have it. My close friends have all found their destined ones, and they have turned into different people. They no longer are passionate about things other than their mates, something that I would never understand. 

The females would stay home all day, and care for the house as their mates would hunt and run patrols. We were young, yet they acted like they were ready to settle down. 

I could tell that my brother was antsy to find his mate, I've heard that the pull is stronger for the male. My brother deserves a mate, and to be happy but he hasn't gone searching at other packs because of his 'responsibility to me' as my guardian. I knew that his wolf was pressuring him, and fighting him to find his mate. It takes a lot out of us to go against our wolves, it has caused many to go insane. I don't want that for my brother. 

I knew that my wolf wanted to leave this pack, she wasn't attached here. Having only a brother here, who was bound to leave eventually due to his rank. Would I follow him? or would I create my own path? That was still an unanswered question.