12. Moonbeam

I woke up buried under thick blankets. When I rolled over I saw Flynn laying in the couch across the room. I rubbed my fists across my eyes and yawned. Flynn began to stir when I was stretching.

"Morning," his deep voice rumbled. He sat up and lifted his strong muscular arms straight into the air and stretched. I couldn't tear my eyes away from his bare back lined with muscles. They rippled as he moved.

"You might want to close your mouth before you drool." Flynn teased while pulling on a t-shirt.

"Yeah whatever," I mumbled. I pulled the blankets over my head and then I peeked my face out, grinning childishly.

Flynn came over to me and sat on the edge of his bed. He rubbed my back on top of the blankets and smiled softly.

"Do you want to tell me why I found you hidden in my bushes?" I looked up into Flynn's face as new tears welled in my eyes. His thumb brushed away the first tear that fell.

"When I got home Jeremy went all angry Alpha and tried to order me to be grounded. When I pointed out his commands never worked he practically blew up," I gasped and sniffled. Tears ran down my face.

"He, he said that he was my brother! It hurts because I've always felt alone. I've never been alone, but I've felt it. All my life I wondered whether I had a family. Were my parents still alive? Did I have siblings? And all along I practically was living with my family. I watched my father die! They knew, Jeremy, Matt and Ryder knew and they didn't tell me," my voice was a shaking whisper at the end. Flynn pulled me into his arms where I broke down.

The tears didn't stop and I was sobbing so hard that my chest felt tight and I sounded like a walrus. My breathing quickened and my head felt too light. I was dizzy. Flynn moved my head into his neck. I took deep breaths of his scent.

"Water," I croaked between breaths. Flynn nodded, picked me up and walked to the door. He stuck his head out.

"Mom!" Flynn yelled. "Could you have someone bring a glass of water?" He walked back over to the bed and sat down while pulling me tighter into his chest. My breath was coming in small gasps but it was better than before. There was a timid knock at the door and then it opened revealing a woman who looked about forty. She caught my eye as I was peeking my face out of Flynn's chest.

"Here you go honey," she smiled and handed the cup to Flynn. "You can call me Mom sweetie, because your Flynn's mate and that's what most of the pack call me." I smiled and wiped the tears from my cheek.

"Thanks Mom." Flynn said as she left. I pulled back to take a gulp of water.

"Thank you for holding me." I whispered. Flynn nodded and held me closer.

"Are you hungry?" He asked tilting my head up with his finger.

"A little but I'm sure I look like a troll right now." I laughed.

"A beautiful troll," Flynn teased. I lightly smacked his chest and giggled.

"That was corny," Flynn laughed at my words and walked me to the bathroom. He opened a cupboard and there was a hairbrush, comb and a tooth brush.

"Toothpaste is on the counter." He said and shut the door.

I laughed as I looked around the bathroom. While Flynn's room had been tidy, his bathroom certainly wasn't. There were various towels strewn around the room and the soap was on its side. The laundry basket was overflowing and the poor toothpaste tube looked as if it had been strangled without the lid. I did my bathroom routine and exited.

"Did you have an argument with your toothpaste?" I asked laughing.

"What do you mean?" Flynn asked while changing his shirt.

"It looks like you killed it," I joked. Flynn's face blushed a light pink.

"I was in a rush when I left." he answered simply.

I looked at the clothes he put on the bed for me. They were a sweatshirt that looked two sizes too big for Flynn, and a pair of Adidas pants.

"If I put this on I'll drown," Flynn looked at me sheepishly. "Can I not wear my own clothes?"

"Yeah, sorry, I wasn't thinking." He laughed.

I picked out a pair of denim shorts and a sleeveless shirt that looked like a plaid shirt with the sleeves ripped off. Which I may have actually done...

"Okay let's go get some food!" I cheered. "I mean, if that's cool with you, um." Flynn just laughed and opened the door.

When we went downstairs I was bombarded with two teenage boys that I've seen at school. They came running at us out of nowhere and when they tackled Flynn, I flew to the ground with him because we were holding hands.

"Oh crap!" One yelled practically in my ear. I flinched back and Flynn growled.

"Here let me help you up," the other blushed. They each grabbed one of my arms and yanked as hard as they could. You'd have thought they thought I weighed six hundred pounds as the sheer force they launched me up with. I flew forward and when I landed, I slid into a wall.

Flynn let out a deep powerful growl worthy of an alpha male. They bared their necks as he stormed over to me. Gingerly Flynn lifted me up.

"Are you okay?" He whispered into my ear. I shivered and nodded. I buried my face in his neck because I could feel my eyes were still puffy and my face was blushing red. Flynn started to laugh and then set my down carefully on my toes.

I looked up and his nose touched mine. His ocean blue eyes met mine and they crinkled in a gorgeous smile. It was only the two of us in the room. I moved my head back and forth slightly, rubbing our noses together. Slowly Flynn tilted his head and kissed my cheek. I smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

When we pulled away, Flynn's brothers were staring at us in awe. Awkwardly I turned around and sat at a barstool near the counter. My stomach made a noise that almost sounded like a dinosaur. I started to laugh right away and Flynn smirked and opened their refrigerator. When Flynn pulled out a chocolate cake my eyes went wide.

"Mom will kill you if you eat that," one said. So they were his brothers. "It's for when Dad gets home."

Flynn waved his hand half-heartedly. "Mom wouldn't want Maria to starve, would she?" Flynn said while slicing two pieces and putting it back into the fridge.

"That's true," Flynn's mom said as she walked in, "but I'm sure Maria wouldn't want you to be using her as an excuse to be eating your favourite dessert."

"Mom, Maria is my heart, my love, for her I will get into any trouble," Flynn proclaimed dramatically while stabbing a fork into one of the slices and handing it to me. I started to laugh when Flynn's mom scooped up icing from his slice and dragged it down his face; from his forehead to his soft-looking lips. As I was laughing, Flynn plucked the fork out of my slice and pushed my face into the cake.

I gasped as I pulled my face out and wiped my eyes. Flynn's mom's face was in shock and his brothers slowly retreated out of the room. Flynn was laughing so hard he began to snort. When he leaned back to catch his breath I picked his plate up and smushed it onto his faces and down his chest. Flynn's mom began laughing and quickly exited the room.

"Brave are we? Going up against the alpha," Flynn smirked while standing. "I think you own me a hug."

I squealed and took off running barefoot out the back door. I ran down the steps and into the bright green grass. What a sight we must be, me who nobody knows with my tangled unruly hair and cake covered face and Flynn covered in chocolate chasing after me.

I shrieked as Flynn's arms came around my body from behind and lifted me into the air. I kicked my legs while laughing as Flynn wiped his face off on my shirt. When Flynn set me down again I started running again. I heard him growl teasingly before I felt his arms wrap around my midsection and throw me over his shoulder. I wiped my face on the back of his shirt.

When I felt his back muscles relax, I kicked my feet toward my butt and slipped out of his hold. I turned quickly and tackled Flynn. Though I had landed on him, he flipped us and laughed when he heard gasps. It was only then I noticed the group gathered around us. My eyes went wide.

"Welcome to the Moonbeam Pack," Flynn whispered in my ears.

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Long chapter for the long wait.