Her Younger Mate (Old Version)

Chapter 16: The Language of Flowers

Anna

The next morning I was woken up by the annoying ringing of my cell phone. I was about to reject the call when I saw it was Aiden and smiled. It had been so long.

'Hello, there. I have been missing you like crazy.' 

'Me too. How are you, mom?' asked Aiden.

I hadn't thought too much of it back in the day when a six-years-old Aiden had asked me to be his mom. He had always been more of a little brother to me, but my wolf had practically adopted his wolf as hers on the spot, so I had just gone with the flow from there.

I couldn't take that away from her. She had never felt a part of Alex's family. Their wolves saw her as a pack member and nothing else. Relationships between wolves and other wolves didn't follow human standards. 

Just as Alex couldn't force his wolf to see mine as his sister, I couldn't force Larentia to not see Aiden's wolf as her pup.

Now, finding out that my mate is just a year older than my adopted son was all sorts of hilarious.

'Mom?'

'I have been better but waking up to your call sure brightens my day.' I chuckled. 'What about you? How was training?'

'It was okay. The training in our pack turned out to be much harder, though. Now I have so much overdue school workload.' He sighed. 'I have been literally doing homework, studying, training, eating and sleeping, in that order, for two weeks straight and I see no sign of improvement.'

I couldn't help but laugh out loud at his suffering. 'Now, you understand what I went through in college and you said that I was overreacting.' 

We talked on the phone for a long while.

There were some crying and arguing coming from downstairs. That was Kaithlyn's voice. Kathlyn had refused to leave her room for more than three weeks for some reason she didn't want to talk about. 

I had been worried sick but decided to give her space. That only after she had thrown a vase at me for refusing to leave her room the fiftieth time she had asked nicely. That had to be mate problems.

I said goodbye to Aiden and hung up.

Curiosity was getting the best of me. I put on a pair of leggings, washed my face and ran my hands through my hair; I walked out of my room. In front of my door, I found a lavender rose and a letter. I put the letter on the nightstand and left my room. 

I followed the noise, sniffing and playing with the rose in my hand, trying to avoid touching the thorns. I was at the bottom of the stairs when furious growl pierced through the entire house. It was strong and full of authority. It couldn't belong to anyone but Caleb. He had never sounded so angry.

Caleb

As on every Sunday, I was having breakfast with Matt, Samuel, Chris and the rest of the younger pack members. Today, though, Chris was the only one with a girl by each side. 

I couldn't think of anything but Anna. Matt and Samuel were in a deep conversation about some TV show they both followed for some reason I would never understand. Matt glared at Chris from time to time, nonetheless. 

They had never been really close. 

In fact, Matt has always avoided being around him as much as possible. After what happened last month, the animosity between the two has only intensified. Matt could barely stand being in the same room where he was, and I understood him.