~Atticus's POV~
So me and Claudia had two sons and a daughter. We named our first born son Walter. Our second born son is Mattiaccio, and our daughter's name is Sparta. Our boys are already 15. They aged extremely fast. One day they were a month old, the next week they were 15 years old. And Sparta is only 7 years old. Geo and Sally were worried about Mattiaccio and Walter. Because they were growing and aging too fast. They're related to an Orange wolf. That's my only guess. And boy does she have me and her brothers wrapped around her finger. Claudia laughs at us from time to time. It is quite interesting. He kissed her forehead. Ilaquea will be 7 years younger than them.
"Walter! Cio!" Sparta shouted.
She ran right past me and into the boys' room.
~Mattiaccio's POV~
"Walter! Cio!" I heard Sparta shout.
Walter and I looked at each other. She is so full of energy. She purposefully closed our bedroom door and knocked on it.
"Yes?" Walter asked.
"Do you wanna build a snowman? Come on. Let's go and play." Sparta said.
I smiled at Walter. She adores Olaf from the movie Frozen.
"Alright." I said.
"Yay!" She shouted.
I could hear her feet hitting the stairs. I swear the stuff we do for our sister is ridiculous sometimes. Just saying. But all we want is her to be happy.
"Let's go." I said to Walter.
He nodded. Walter is literally my twin brother. We were born October 31st. Sparta was born January 1st. And she is everyone's pride and joy. Walter and I got up and went outside. Sparta was outside patiently waiting for us.
"Yay! You're here!" She shouted.
She ran to us and hugged us both. We held her close to us.
So we started building Olaf with her. We got a kit that has all of his stuff that he wears and all that.
"Hey, Walter? Cio?" Sparta asked.
She calls me 'Cio' because she can't yet pronounce my full first name.
"Yes?" Walter and I asked in unison.
"Some people are worth melting for." She said.
Yeah. She really loves Olaf. We smiled.
"You're worth melting for." I said.
"Totally." Walter said.
She smiled her megawatt smile. The smile that makes anyone's bad day turn into a good day. We finished building what she calls and army of Olafs'. That was fun.
"Come on. Let's play tag!" She shouted.
The three of us shifted. We started chasing her around. You can tell she has pure Omega blood. And I and Walter have pure Alpha blood. Some pack members treat her like she's an Omega. But if they hurt her, she doesn't show it and won't tell anyone about it. Due to the fact that she knows that Walter and I will kill them or our dad will. So, hurting our sister is a really bad idea. After about 2 hours, she started to get cold. The three of us shifted back and I picked her up. I held her close to me to share my body heat with her. She sneezed. She has a quiet sneeze but you can tell when she is sneezing. We took her inside and I placed her gently on the couch. I covered her with Walter and mine's comforter. It's fuzzy and warmer than a regular comforter.
"Just go to sleep." I said.
"Wait!" She shouted.
I looked at her.
"Can you take a picture of all the Olafs' we did?" She asked.
I smiled.
"Of course." I said.
So she quickly bolted to the door, dragging Walter and I with her. We ended up taking a picture of the three of us together standing next to some of the Olafs.' She sneezed again.
"Let's get you inside." I said.
As you can tell, Walter and I are extremely protective of our sister. More me than Walter though. She got back under the comforter. Walter turned on some Scooby-Doo on our 100 inch flat screen TV. It was Scooby-Doo Frankencreepy. One of her favorites. She yawned, then sneezed.
"Relax and go to sleep." I said.
She nodded.
Within about 20 minutes into the movie, she was out like a light. Walter turned the volume down to help her sleep easier. She is a precious little thing. And we all love her to the moon and back. It's true what they say...
She leaves a little sparkle wherever she goes.
"I agree with that sentence." Walter said.
"Oh sure, you invade my personal bubble when I say that sentence." I said.
"Pop." Walter said.
I shook my head and rolled my eyes. Walter quietly laughed. I just chuckled. Our little sister looked like such an angel when she's asleep. It was quite the sight to see. Trust me. No I don't have any romantic feelings for my sister. I just care a lot about her. And I notice the tiniest of details. Always have. And most likely always will.
"Bragging much?" Walter asked.
"Can you not?" I asked.
He laughed queerly again. I just rolled my eyes at him again. I swear he is a moron at times. We just watched our sister sleep.
~Sparta's POV~
<Dream>
"I command you to kill your brothers!" This man shouted.
"No!" I shouted.
"Then I'll kill your mate." He said.
"No..." I said.
"Do it!" He shouted.
I faced Walter and Mattiaccio. They nodded. Giving me permission to do it.
"I love you both." I said.
"We love you too." They both said in unison.
And with those final words...
I shot and killed my own brothers...
<End of Dream>
"No!" I shouted.
I shot straight up. God... That nightmare was terrible.
Terrible.
I can't do that...
Not to my brothers...
Not...
To...
My...
Brothers...