Chapter 2

I close the door and head down the rickety missing step staircase, heading towards a very fancy black Escalade that looked so out of place. The driver's door opens up and out pops out I am assuming the chauffeur of the vehicle, since he walks around to the passenger side to open the door. He gives a little bow to whoever steps out of the vehicle.

I chuckle a little, because the guy that steps out of the vehicle looks exactly like the guy, Grimsby from The Little Mermaid. I catch Mikey's eye and have to look away from him quickly because I knew he was thinking of the same thing as me. JJ clears his throat and gives us a stern look but has a twinkle in his eye. JJ is the stern and strict one out of all of us. Seeing as our parents passed away, he felt he had to be the adult one and take care of us. Of course, he can laugh and joke around with us when the time is right.

Back to the guy that just came out of the passenger side vehicle. The way he held himself when he was walking towards us, seemed like a person not to mess with. He unrolls this ancient parchment paper, me rolling my eyes. *What are we in, the 18th century? Like hello, it's the 20th century now. * He starts talking to us, so I look at Mikey to see what he is saying. While JJ steps up a little in front of us to speak with the man. We have had this sort of routine, ever since Mikey was able to sign. Of course, JJ signed for me and then Mikey started signing when he was 2 years old, like I said, he's brilliant. People looked at us like we had 4 heads sprouting out of our bodies, watching this 2-year-old signing to me. But everyone has gotten used to this by now, unless we meet someone new and we have to explain what we are doing. Which I think is a pain in the butt and kind of embarrassing. Apparently, we didn't have to explain to Grimsby what was going on, which was fine with me. He just continued what he was going to say.

'Here thee, here thee. Hello, my name is Jeeves, I am the royal's advisor says the Grimsby look alike. I chuckle and roll my eyes at that. *You are going to be called Grimsby in my book. *

'Are you Jesse James Wilson and MacKenna Grace Wilson?' I roll my eyes again, *Who else would we be? You sure came to the wrong place if we weren't, buddy boy. * As you probably can tell by my personality, I am very sarcastic of the group. Mikey chuckles at my comment and JJ gives us the death glare. Grimsby continues like nothing happened.

'Queen Isabella Costella and King Ivan Costella have invited you to the palace to find your mates.' *Oh, did I forgot to mention that we are werewolves? *

Yep, this is another werewolf story. Here is the run down. There are no vampires, fairies, witches, and any other mythical creature you can think of in this story. There are only humans and werewolves. Yes, humans do know about us. And yes, we all live in harmony with one and another. There are no boundaries between humans and werewolves. Just territories between the different packs that live on the planet. The territories have an Alpha and Luna that report to The Queen and King. Humans can be mates to werewolves. Look at Queen Isabella and King Ivan for instance, King Ivan is a human.

Yes, there are rogues and even regular werewolves who team up with the rogues in trying to take over the territories. There are even humans that become part of the rebellions. Rogues from what the description I was told of are vicious savages. How they are formed is sort of a mystery still to us to this day and age. That they have either started to go insane or have been bitten by another rouge. Rogues have lost all side of their humanity and enter this no return state.

Werewolves and rouges can be killed with a sharp object dipped in silver and wolfsbane that can pierce the heart or by breaking our necks. We can heal fast, but if we are stricken with wolfsbane and silver, the wound heals a lot slower than other wounds. We are fast, but not as fast as a cheetah or light. We are strong, but not so strong that we can carry an elephant. Yes, it is not fun to piss us off, we are not great to be around when we are pissed off. But then it goes without saying, who ever really is fun to hang out with when they are pissed off.

As to what Grimsby is talking about, here is another background information. Werewolves have this one soulmate. That one person who was to fit for only you. Some people say rogues are also formed because that person lost their soulmate. It is really hard to survive without your soul mate because they literally took a part of their soul with them when they passed away. If they pass of old age, the other is to follow soon afterwards. For a young age though, it is harder on them and then that is how they lose sight of themselves and become a rouge. There are a few cases that people have gotten through the hard times because they strength, determination, and will power to move on with their life. Knowing that in their back of their minds that their soul mate would not want to see them suffering from the pain of losing them.

So, every year Queen Isabella and King Ivan host this big extravaganza that happens for a whole week during the summertime. This event has been going on for centuries, through my parent's time, my grandparents time, great grandparents time, and so forth. If you are 18 years old or going to be turning 18 years old during that year, you are invited to this secret place to find your mate. Apparently, the place changes location every, like the Olympics being held somewhere. One reason is because there are so many of us gathered at one place and the second reason is for the security in case something is to ever happen. No one has ever left that place without their mate in tow. I don't really know all the details about what goes on throughout the week and why it even takes a whole week. But I do know, that at the end of week there is this huge ball that is thrown to celebrate the newly mated couples. And you and your mate are both announced at the ball. At the end of the event, you and your mate decide who's pack you get to live in. Of course, if your mate or you are extremely high up in line of any tile in your pack you would go to that person's pack with the title they are about to inherit. We have never had an issue of an Alpha and another Alpha becoming mates. Or a Beta and another Beta becoming mates, and so on and so forth.

'I, Jeeves will be escorting the two of you to where this event is being located.' I'm very confused on why we need an escort and let alone it's the royal's adversary at that. Seeing as when people are 18 or turning 18, they all get this letter in the mail of when the event is being held and where it is located. Our letter though said to just come down to the parking lot on June 28th at 12:00pm and wait for further instructions.

'Well, shall we go? We have a long voyage a head of us and I would like to avoid rush hour.' He turns towards the car and the chauffeur holds the door open for him again and then shuts it. He turns towards us and holds out his hands to take our things, walking back to the trunk tossing our belongings in. He then opens the door to the middle of the vehicle and we all pile in. Stepping in, I notice that the middle seats have been folded into the floor of the SUV. And in place of the seats, there is a rug lying on the ground. Making it so that we sat in the rear back of the Escalade. We all hop in, getting situated into the seats, Oliver turning three times on the rug before curling up into a ball.

Grimsby (Jeeves), turns around in his seat and starts talking again. 'Are we all set to go?' We nod our heads. 'Oh, by the way, this Callum,' pointing to the chauffeur. Callum nods his head in the rearview mirror before starting the car.

I turn towards my brothers and start signing to them. 'Don't you think this is all so strange?'

'What do you mean?' Mikey asks

'I mean, why do we need an escort? Why hasn't he commented about Mikey and Oliver coming with us?'

'Well I think it's pretty obvious to why Mikey and Oliver are coming with us. Mikey is young and cannot be on his own, plus he can also interpret for you when I'm not there to do it for you. As for Oliver, it's pretty obvious for him seeing as he has his vest on.' JJ says, with a pointed look, looking towards Oliver.

'He is right you know.' Mikey says, nudging me when Grimsby starts talking again. We all look at Grimsby with surprised looks.

'I know what you guys are saying.' He signs to us. Then he starts talking again. 'All the royals and who are close to them have to learn all the languages of the world.'

Well that does make sense. Seeing as Queen Isabella and King Ivan rule over all the territories of the world and hold this event every year for as long as I can remember. Everyone gathering, speaking different languages in one place. I would assume you would be able to at least pick up a few things once the week is up. Not only is it to find your mate at this event, it is also for us to learn about each other's cultures as well.

'Your brother Mikey and Oliver are coming along, like JJ said. Mikey is too young to be on his own and JJ cannot always be with you. He will need to find his mate as well. And we know you have a guide dog, which as I can see is this guy here.' Grimsby says. 'As for why you guys need an escort, I cannot say to you why. Queen Isabella has asked me not to say anything because she wants to tell you everything herself. I can tell you where we are headed though and that is Fort Smith, Northwest Territories which is located in Canada. So, buckle in kids, it is going to be a long drive from New York, New York all the way to Canada. A 54hr drive to be exact kids.'

I look at my brothers and see their eyes go wide as saucers. But then Mikey shakes my shoulder and points out the back window for me to look behind us. I then noticed that there are 2 more black Escalades that are trailing behind us. And then Mikey points his hand the other way towards the front of our vehicle and I notice that there is an Escalade up in front of us. It feels like we are royals, being heavily guarded. I just glance over at my brothers, raising my eyebrows while they just shrug their shoulders.