I looked up at him and blinked, staying silent. My whole body was tense, while I stared into the dark brown eyes of my brother, the one that I had trusted to take care of me, even when others would not.

Anger filled my system because if he had stopped ignoring me when I had that bad headache, then I wouldn't have left. I just needed someone to make me feel special and loved. That person was John, but he didn't make me feel special. He ignored me, just like everyone else.

"May I sit down?" he asked, gesturing towards the seat in front of me. The look that he had given, while he was asking to sit down told me that he knew it was me. However, he acted like he didn't know me, probably knowing that I was wanting to complete whatever I had planned, even though I didn't know what I was planning on doing.

I bit back a sigh and gestured towards the seat, indicating that he could sit across from me. I stayed silent, not wanting to make a sound to indicate what I was feeling. I had to take deep breaths, trying to control my anger.

John sat down, moving a hand through his hair. I could see how much he had grown during the week that I had left. His brown eyes looked tired, as if he hadn't slept that much, but I could see that there was still the love and pride he had for me. His black hair was bushier, as if he hadn't had a haircut, which was required every couple of days, since the men of the family can grow hair quickly. That was why he had a beard, even though it had been a week.

"You know, if you made your hair and beard white, you would be Santa Clause for Christmas," I said, a small bit of teasing in my voice.

I moved my hand through my hat, trying to decide if I wanted to be mad at him or not, as my anger started to fade away while I looked at my big brother.

The truth was, I couldn't be mad at him, even if I wanted to be for a long period of time. I missed him and my twin brother dearly.

Hell, I even missed the other nuts. It didn't matter that they had messed with me for ages, they were still my brothers and sisters. And I would take their scolding over being ignored by them.

I glanced down at the dog that had came in with John and saw that it wasn't a dog. It was a wolf, my brother Brody at that. A small smile appeared on my face, glad that I could see my twin, even though it might just be for a little while.

Brody looked up at me, but he didn't move an inch. His whole body was tense, and I was sure that he would make sure that he didn't talk to me. He was stubborn, and it ran in the family, hitting probably Brody and I worse than the others.

I knew that Brody knew that it was me, and I guess he was just mad at me. I had left without any reason, nor did I even try contact him, even though he was my brother. However, I knew that he wouldn't have been able to talk to me, since he was in the pack.

John chuckled, breaking me from my thoughts, while he shook his head. He ran a hand through his beard, absentmindedly. "It's been a week from you leaving us." He shook his head and sighed. "You are not coming back?" It sounded like a question, as if he was trying to beg me to come back.

I shook my head and cleared my throat. "I-I can't," I said, hoarsely. "I have to take this journey. He... won't let me become the next part of what I need to do, and I fear that I might have two years left to complete everything that I need to do." I shrugged my shoulder and sighed, rubbing the back of my neck. "I'm ready for it. I know that I might not seem like it, but I am." I gave my brother a begging look, hoping that he wouldn't make me go back there.

John nodded his head, letting me know that he was going to let me continue with the journey. There was a pained expression on his face, as if he wanted to help, but he knew that he couldn't. "All right, you can still go." He paused and cleared his throat. "What do I tell them?"

I shrugged, not knowing what I wanted him to say to them. "I'll be home for Christmas," I replied, finally. "Or before Christmas, if I finish early with-" I stopped when Eve set my Hot Chocolate in front of me. My whole body stiffened a little, while my stomach started to growl.

"I'll get ya some food. Sound's like you need it," Eve said, winking at me teasingly. She walked away with a smirk on her face, probably because there was a small blush on my face.

John chuckled, seeing the blush. "It seems to me that you have a fan..." He paused, waiting for the name that I was going to call myself, since I was traveling as a boy.

"I think I'm going to call myself Mike, since I did steal his shirt." I shrugged my shoulder as he burst out laughing and shook his head, probably amused about my choice as a name. "What? I miss home. I'm just not going back."

John nodded his head while he stopped laughing with a sigh, feeling down that I wasn't going to come home. "I know," he said, softly. "And I know that we won't-" He stopped with whatever he was trying to say when his phone rang.

WIth a sigh of annoyance, John pulled his cell out of his pocket before he looked at me. His look told me that he would be right back and left, going to talk on the phone outside. "Hello?" I heard him ask before he had left my hearing distance.

I shook my head and sighed, before I looked at my younger brother. I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, wondering if he was going to say something to me. "Are you going to say something or act as if I'm still under house arrest?" I asked, my voice cracking at the end.

Brody snorted and turned his head, so that he was not looking at me anymore. The meaning was clear, he was angry at me.

I shook my head and started to drink my Hot Chocolate, ignoring the hotness of it. I needed the hotness, because I wanted to clear the coldness in my heart and in my body. "Whatever, be mad at me," I muttered, finally. "I don't give a crap."

However, I did. I wanted my twin brother to talk to me. He was supposed to be my twin a-and out of everyone, I missed him and John the most. It was my fault that I had to leave, I just had to. I couldn't stay, not even if I wanted to.

I hit the table hard, startling both myself and Brody. However, I didn't care as I glared at the table top. Why did Faolon not want me to finish becoming a horse and a tiger? I knew that I might be dead by or on my 18th birthday, but what the crap? He knew that there were others, but he lied to me.

You will run away from home because of pain. But you will find love. The words of my prophecy came back into my mind, while I started to get angrier by the second.

I couldn't help but shake my head before letting it hit the table. I now knew that since I had ran away from my home, I might find the one. The one that was made for me.

However, what if he rejected me? What if he found out all about me, and he didn't think that he could love me, even if we were made for each other?

My heart started to pound again, and I might have had a small heart attack. My whole body tensed and started to shake as my breath became ragged. Fear and nerves coursed through my mind, and I didn't know if anyone could help me get past it.

Something wet pressed against my neck, breaking me from my thoughts. "Breathe, Ma- Mike," someone said, softly. "You are going to die if you don't."

I took a deep breath and tried to calm my frayed nerves. I hated my brain sometimes. I was not a pessimistic, but when I do turn pessimistic, I kind of freak out a bit, scaring people. "Sorry," I said, figuring it out that it was my twin. "My mind kind of went overboard about... you know." I turned to look at my brother and saw that he was giving me a wolfish grin, as if he knew what I was talking about.

"You were thinking about it. Weren't you?" he asked, teasingly. He hopped into the booth, sitting right beside me. He leaned over my cup and lapped some of my Hot Chocolate.

I scrunched my nose, finding it rather disgusting. "Eew, Brody," I said, shoving him away as I grabbed my cup. I pulled it away from him, trying to make sure that my drink was safe. "Now, it has dog slobber in it."

"Good, more for me," he replied as he reached over my shoulder. He lapped up some more, getting some whip cream on his nose. After moving his head, away from my cup again, he licked his nose before giving me another wolfish grin.

I bit back a snort, knowing that I would sound like a girl. "You are mean," I huffed, folding my arms across my chest. I thought better of it and shoved the drink over to him, letting him have the rest of it.

My stomach growled, when I got a whiff of the food. I could tell that my mouth started to water, while I waited for Eve to come towards us.

Eve placed food in front of both of us before she glanced at where my brother had sat. "Where's the other one?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. She glanced around before looking back at me.

I shrugged my shoulder, not knowing where exactly he was. "Outside, maybe," I replied. I took a bite of the food and closed my eyes, having the look of true bliss, glad that I had finally stopped somewhere to eat.

Eve nodded her head, and I could tell that there was a smile on her face from the way that I looked. "I'll leave you two alone, then," she said. After that, she turned and walked away, letting us eat in peace.