My eyes fluttered opened to see Karter stood over me. A soft smile on his face as he looked down at me, his hands on my shoulders as he woke me up. A yawn escaped me while I sat up rubbing my eyes to get the sleep out of them.

"Morning baby doll, how're you feeling?" Came my best friends voice. It was soft and low like always.

"I'm good." I smiled and raised my hands for him to pick me up.

"You have to get dressed doll. I'll be downstairs when you're ready with breakfast." He told me.

"No, cuddle." I demanded with a pout.

"Nova do as your told okay. The quicker you get dressed and come down for breakfast, the faster we can cuddle. Be a good girl alright." Karter kissed my head before leaving the room.

I huffed in annoyance but can never say no to him. So I got up, had a quick shower then got dressed. When I came out of the bathroom there was clothes on the bed folded waiting for me. Papa or dada usually did that for me because sometimes I can't match the right clothes. Or I get into pyjamas since it's more comfortable.

Picked out was a light yellow summer dress along with my underwear and sandals. Quickly drying my body, I slipped on my underwear but struggled with my bra. Sometimes I can't clasp it, it's frustrating because I just want to be able to do things. With a stressed cry, a knock came at the door.

"Need help baby girl?" Papas voice came. I sniffled nodding, but he couldn't see me so I called out a small yeah.

Papa walked in and quickly helped me clasp up my bra from the back. With a house full of boys it's not unusual for them to help me, but when they do they help from the back so they don't see much. Papa and dada say its privacy and all mine so no one should see that unless I want them to.

"Thank you papa." I sniffled as he pulled my dress over my head.

"No problem baby girl. No more tears yeah." He smiled and wiped my cheeks. I nodded giving him a smile.

"Karter still here?" I asked.

"Of course. He's got breakfast for you downstairs, wanna go?" Papa replied. I nodded and raised my hands for him to pick me up. With a chuckle, papa sat me on his hip with my sandals in his hand.

"Want papa to braid your hair? Or do you want dada to do it?" He asked me.

"Dada please." I answered. Papa nodded and carried me to the kitchen where Karter was. As soon as we were there, I wriggled my way out of papas arms and ran to Karter where I sat in his lap.

"Thank you papa." I smiled at him.

"No problem baby girl." He kissed my cheek before calling the boys. Karter held on to me with one arm while the other held a spoon and fed me my breakfast.

"Wanna do it baby doll?" Karter asked handing me the spoon. I nodded and took it from him, being careful not to spill any of my cereal. All my brothers came in and sat down with papa and dads next to me and Karter.

"Morning little sis." Kobe smiled at me.

"I'm older." I growled at him. "You're little."

"Whatever you say." He laughed. "Careful buttercup, don't want milk all over yourself."

"Don't wind her up Kobe." Dada told him. "Morning princess, how did you sleep."

"Good. Be better 'cause Karter wasn't with me." I frowned.

"No boys nova." Kobe and Jax growled.

"Karter my friend. Friends sleep together." I frowned. Mika and I always share a bed when I stay with her at uncle Theo's house. Why can't Karter sleep with me?

"Little nova." Kobe tutted and shook his head.

"Leave her Kobe." Karter said, his voice deep like usual when we're around people. He never smiles but when it's just me and him he's soft and smiles.

"Just because you take advantage of her doesn't mean you have a say in what she does. Can't tell me what to do either." He shrugged.

"The fuck did you just say?" Karter spoke, a growl in his voice.

"You can't tell me what to do." Kobe repeated.

"No, before that."

"Oh, that you take advantage of my sister because she doesn't understand. Yeah, everyone knows you do so don't deny it."

"Take that back." Karter spat out with another growl, only deeper.

"Make me." Kobe smirked.

Before Karter could stand up, dada stood up. "Enough. Kobe, sort it out. I've had enough of the bullshit you say to them. Stop it." He said with his beta tone, making me shrink back with a whimper.

"Come on princess, let's do your hair." Dada took my hand and lead me to the living room. We both sat down, dada on the sofa with me on the floor.

"Dada why can't Karter and I sleep together? It's not the first time." I asked him.

"You can Nova. Kobe's just being annoying and picking on Karter to get a reaction out of him. You know when he baby's you, you get angry. Kobe likes that so he like to be annoying. You can sleep with Karter, I know he won't hurt you." He said.

I nodded then stayed still while he braided my hair. In the end I had two french plaits. When he was done, I stood up and hugged him, burying my face into the crook of his neck.

"I don't like Karter angry. Kobe stops." I told him.

"Yes darling, Kobe will stop. You're a big girl, almost eighteen, he's gonna stop." Dada replied.

"Okay." I nodded and went back to the kitchen. Only before I entered there was a crash making me jump. Dada ran past me and into the kitchen to see what was going on.

On the wall was Kobe with Karter pushing him by his neck. My heart sped up, tears falling down my cheeks. Dada and papa stood by Karter trying to get him off of Kobe.

"Karter." I whimpered. He looked at me and dropped Kobe to the floor. I ran up to him, he caught me holding me close to him.

"Prick." I heard Kobe mutter.

"You had it coming." Papa rolled his eyes.

"You're not gonna tell him off? Yell at him?" My brother yelled.

"No." Papa shrugged. "Like I said, you had it coming to you. Maybe you'll learn this time."

"Get to school, have a good day." Dada kissed my head and left the kitchen with papa.

Karter took me to my room where I brushed my teeth before putting my sandals on and leaving. We got into his car where he started driving to school.

"Why hurt Kobe?" I whispered.

"He just said some hurtful things baby doll. Isaiah didn't like it and took control. I'm sorry you had to see that." He smiled softly at me before turning his eyes back to the road.

"Kobe say bad things. Isaiah be mad so he can do things back. Nasty Kobe." I mumbled to myself. Isaiah being Karters vampire side, while his wolf is called Rogue.

Both are really nice to me. I love them. I'm sure Karter loves me and my wolf to.