The Pack(editing not on hold )

            After the meeting we had the other night my mind was filled with thoughts of war. The Oni were no normal enemy,they were demons. I know we've defended our territory before against other packs but this was different. How many would we loose in this battle? What if s our pack was wiped out? Oh god what if I died a virgin?! If the fact that we were about to go to war wasn't bad enough Blaise had a public punishment planned for Alex. "We have to make an example of those that threaten our authority,especially since your their new Lupa they need to know your a firm leader'

          Blaise had said this to me after the meeting. I knew he was right but I didn't know the first thing about being a lupa. The Last lupa our pack had wasn't exactly a role model. Her idea of being lupa was that she could torment and bully any member she choose. Our pack has a long list of crummy leaders and I didn't want to be added to that list. I was growing to have strong feelings for Blaise but being his mate meant I had to take on a lot.I always have to prove myself worthy of being a lupa. I have to deal with Blaise being jealous over the most ridiculous things,and now to top it off we were about to go to war.

             So much for my original plan of enjoying a care free life. The only peace I got anymore was when I went for my early morning jog. I jogged right when the run was rising and nature was waking up. While I ran I heard the birds singing as if to announce to the forest 'good morning' . The ground was hard and sightly damp with the morning dew. I breathed in the refreshing cold air. When I was running through the forest I felt at peace. When I run all my troubles were swept off my shoulders by the wind. I never wanted to return to my human form after running. I could forever be a wolf,everything would be simple as lone wolf. Sadly I had to return to my human form and deal with my increasingly complicated life.

              I arrived home to an empty house. Everyone must have been training and plotting a strategy on how we intended to rescue Cyrene. I hope Cyrene is still alive but the Oni's aren't known for mercy.I walked up the stair and into my room plopping down onto my bed and sighing heavily

"she's not alive,the Oni have no reason to keep her alive."

I let the tears flow because in my heart I knew this was true. We were all going to risk our live to save a corpse. I hugged a pillow close to my chest and began to cry hysterically. I know Cyrene attacked me, and even betrayed our friendship. But after so many years of friendship I never wanted to see her hurt,or worse dead. As I closed my eyes I pictured her beautiful smiling face in head my head. I stayed like that for hours just crying and thinking of all the good time I had with Cyrene.

             tap....tap.....tap....

              I looked of to my window and saw Emmet. I walked over to the window and opened it

"How the hell did you manage to get up here? "

I looked down and realised he climbed my rain gutter, the reason I could tell that's how he got up here was because the gutter was slightly pulled away from the house.

"Talent Aliyah that's how!"

Emmet pulled himself through my window and fell on my bedroom floor. I couldn't help but laugh

"Oh yeah I can see the talent"

Emmet quickly sat up trying to be smooth and act like he meant to fall.

"Aliyah why is you face so red an puffy?Have you been crying?!"

Emmet asked with so much concern in his voice I couldn't lie and say I hadn't been.

"yes. I was just realising that a rescue mission is futile, Cyrene is dead. We all know that we just want to hold on to the hope that shes alive. But the Oni aren't know for thei mercy and if she is alive she won't be for long."

My eyes swelled up with tears. Telling this to someone else made me lose the little bit of hope I had been holding on too. 

"Aliyah don't think like that, Cyrene is tough she might still be alive. We can save her. please don't cry "

Emmet's voice was filled with compassion and he came up to me hugging me close. I nuzzled my face in his chest and let the tears flow. we stood there for twenty minutes, him holding me tight and me balling like a buffoon. I pulled away after forcing myself to calm down, I looked at Emmet his shirt was soaked with my tears.