unbroken (unexpected series)

Chapter 36

This time when he left, "He really cares for you," I noted, Rainy nodded, then shrugged as she reached for a glass, "I don't know why... I'm not normal..." stumped momentarily I lean back watching as Ava leaves the pool, jumping in again, enjoying the splash she creates, waving at me when she come up, tendrils of hair framing her happy face.

When I turned back to Rainy, she gazes at me, her eyes darting over to Kayla and Ben, I know that finding your mate is supposed to be a good thing – but I don't think finding her mate now is the right thing.  She shakes her head sadly, "Okay, I'm going to kick, you just try to either stop it with your hands or your feet or kick it back at me," I purse my lips eyeing Kayla. "Wha – what happens if I can't stop it?" she whispers eyes wide leaving Ben confused, "Nothing, then it's your turn to kick it back to me?" he means to say but her answer throws him off, and it comes out as a question. "We don't have to play if you don't want too..." Ben offers. I rest back with a smile on my face.

"You don't agree with me," Rainy hedges. I shake my head slowly, sipping on my lemonade, Ava has a mate, I point at her with my chin, he's over one hundred years old, and a grown man –despite how childish he behaves – I tack on truthfully. It's not romantic and she's in no danger. She doesn't feel intimated by him. Now if we were to substitute Ava with Kayla in that scenario – with her history – I bet it would be a struggle. Ben is a boy, like her brothers, she isn't afraid to be around him, he's new and that's what is making her nervous.

Rainy nodded, still worried for what this meant for Kayla, worried that she would get hurt emotionally, Maybe it's easier to find him this young, build a friendship, and be around him so she isn't afraid. We don't know why mates find each other the way they do, or when they do. But maybe... she needs a friend... I may be biased but the amount of love I've seen Ben  shower Oakley with, wanting to protect her and let her know she isn't alone...

"If you hadn't know Chris before... when you came back do you think that-" I didn't get to finish before she was shaking her head from side to side sharply, "No..." looking at Kayla for a minute, then back to me, "Sometimes I panic but what makes me calm is that I remember that he never hurt me when I was young. I know his heart," she whispered. I just smiled.

"Hey Rainy, can I ask you a question?" she turns to me wary eyed.

I just shake my head and hold up a palm, "it's nothing bad, I just wanted to discuss what you did last night, I mean your hair was turning purple," even I couldn't figure out what was happening.

She sets her glass down, "What color wolf are you?" I blurt out in question, then my eyes fly over to Kayla, "We are both Silver wolves," she says. I control the emotions on my face, not giving much away but my mind is racing back to Wolf and his words, the stories about the silver and white wolves. "I'm not sure how to explain it, but when I'm feeling something deeply, like one emotion so concentrated... it – my vision changes, everything takes on a different color almost and almost on instinct – I don't even know how it happens. Chris and Logan both said that when my hair turns purple I also freeze them, it's not cold but it feels like they are being made solid and they can't breathe right either," she offers me.

"What emotions?" I asked despite knowing that it was probably rage. "I – I don't mean to hurt them," she is quick to say, the idea of hurting either Logan or Chris pains her, "But I get so frustrated, and my skin tightens, my mind focuses on just that one thing, and I don't mean to send it to anyone, I'm not even sure how I've done it before." Hot then so cold.

"What do you mean hot then cold?"

She holds the glass in her hands focusing on that for a while, thinking until she gets a way to explain, "you know how we are normally warmer?" I nodded, "when that happens, it's like the hotter I get, the colder I feel, and – and-" she looks around, her mind at a lost for words.