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“Mom, can we have our Mother-Daughter day tomorrow?” I asked that question at least once a week during lunch for three months straight before giving up.
“I am busy. I don’t have time.” Was her answer before she would rush off with our Beta and Gamma females. They would even halt their conversations when I walked into the room, and if I lingered too long, they would continue through the mind-link.
My Dad and my brothers had been the same as Mom. Barely any responses to my greetings or questions, and I gave up on them around the same time.
Three months of barely a simple “good morning” or hello” from my Dad and the short remarks from my brothers like “not now,” “too busy,” “don’t have time,” and a few more along those lines, and I was done.
My training stopped because our Gamma no longer showed up, and every meal was spent in silence, even though it was clear that they communicated through the mind-link.
Something I couldn’t use, as Dad still hadn’t initiated me into the Pack, and every time I tried to bring it up, he cut me off. Typically, every Pup gets initiated into the Pack on their sixteenth birthday, but for some reason, Dad forgot that he never held the ceremony after my Sweet Sixteen Party.
“Why didn’t anyone notice I stopped having meals with my family? Why didn’t anyone notice that I was no longer staying on the Alpha floor?” Questions I would ask myself, and now I could find out if Amra could make sense of it.
“I can’t answer those questions, but it doesn’t make sense to me at all.” Amra is curled up in the back of my head as she responds.
After being ignored for months, I was wandering around the territory, just contemplating what to do with my life, and that was when I found a small cottage close to our northern border.
“Let’s see how long it takes before anyone notices I moved out,” I had said as I walked through the cottage. Deciding that if they no longer wanted me around, I would oblige to their wishes.
If I weren’t on the training grounds, I would be at the cottage, trying to find a new purpose in life, and it took me some time to find it.
I would sign up for the Lycan King’s Army, but I wasn’t really sure yet what kind of position I would like. I had moved quite a few things to the cottage by the time I made up my mind, and I would spend my days there taking some tests.
I hoped those tests would help me figure out what I was good at and which positions within the Lycan King’s Army were best suited for me.
After two months of spending most of my time in the cottage, I decided to go down to our Archive before I went back to my own sanctuary. I wanted to retrieve my file from the Archive and update it myself.
“I doubt anyone has taken a look at it in the months since my birthday, or someone would have noticed that I wasn’t initiated into the Pack.” I had mumbled.
Like every other morning, I made my own breakfast, and once I was done, I erased every trace of my having been in there. I placed a few items from the pantry into my backpack before I headed out the door.
Walking down the stairs, I went over everything I had already brought to the cottage, and I noticed that even our pack members were too busy to greet me as I passed them. No one stopped me when I entered the Archive, and it only took me a few minutes to find my file.
As I had guessed, the last entry into my file was from my Dad. It was on my sixteenth birthday, and it just stated that I turned sixteen that day.
“Damn, do I mean that little to you?” I asked in a whisper, but I knew that no one would answer me.
Morgan’s p.o.v.
“You did everything you could to get their attention. You did your best.” Amra points out.
“Maybe I should have broken a few bones to get their attention,” I growl in response.
It has been something that shot through my mind every once in a while, but I never acted on it.
It was after I got my file that I decided it had been enough. I had cried enough tears, and I had had enough sleepless nights.
I would focus on my future, a future away from this Pack and my family. I had taken everything from my backpack and placed it where I wanted it.
