(A/N Cabrina 🔝)
"Where are they?" The female at the head of the group questions with an Alpha command, obviously the leader.
"Who are you referring to?" I really am puzzled, the only 'newcomer' was Willow but they can't be looking for her since she's been here before.
"Don't act innocent with me, Human! You know exactly who I'm talking about, and I want- no I demand you give them to me, now."
"You have no right to invade my boarder and make demands of me. I don't know you and I don't know what you're carrying on about, but if you don't stand down we won't have a chance to discuss this like civilized individuals!"
"I don't want to discuss it I want my sisters, and I want them now!"
"Well it would help if I knew who your sisters are!" She growls and is about to lunge when Willow and Phil speed up.
"Stop." With one word Willow seems to freeze time for a moment no one moved, no one breathed, but then the moment was shattered as the launches herself onto Willow, winding her arms around her and sobbing quietly into Willow's shoulder.
"I thought I'd lost you!" Willow wraps her arms around the girl stroking her hair gently.
"Patience is a virtue, sis." Chuckling lightly she pulled away enough to look at Willow's face.
"You know me, always jumping the gun." Willow ruffles her hair before facing me.
"Sorry for Cabrina's behavior. She was just looking out for me." The girl lifts her hand in greeting, "She may not have been smart about it but her intentions were good."
Nodding I extend my hand, "Alpha Jennifer Emmbers." She reaches out and grasps my hand in return,
"Alpha Cabrina Justus, I'm sorry I let fear get the best of me."
Our guest stayed for dinner before leaving, thanking us for our hospitality and support. Many questions swirled in my mind, even after so many were answered.
Cabrina is Willow's half sister, and the adopted sister of the two little ones. Together with a band of rogues, they live near the Weasel and his pack are. They were witness to the tragedy that struck the Alpha's family after his passing, and the treachery of the Bata and together they were fighting him.
Though they hadn't came right out and said it I suspect they were leaving out parts of their story, giving me a watered down version, which angers me since I'm the one risking my life and my packs to help them. There are things that don't add up, and some that do but shouldn't, things that make me want the truth. The whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
With so much on my mind you'd think sleep would be a welcome friend. Yet, much to my poor aching body's dismay, no matter how I tried I couldn't fall asleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I'd see Ash smiling at a faceless woman as their pack cheered lovingly in the background.
For some reason this was worse then my usual nightmares. I can't really explain it, losing Ash (even if he never was really mine) hurts more then I thought possible. Despite the emotional pain there's an eminence guilt, I shouldn't have gotten attached when I knew he wasn't mine, yet I had. I would be lying if I said I felt something that couldn't be described for him. It's like a magnetic pull that I can't fight, or maybe I just don't want to fight it.
Morning finally came,much to my relief.
But with it many questions, where will Phil, Willow, and the girls will live, will I even have a chance at the upcoming battle, if Cinderella's shoe was a perfect fit how could it have fallen off to begin with?
Okay the last one might be a little random but I'm a sleep deprived, over stressed, under paid, Alpha. What can you expect?
After going about my morning routine, (like I actually have one) I went down to breakfast with bags under my eyes, the size of the Pacific Plate.
By the time I arrived everyone is in line already, waiting for me. I mumble apologies to members as I pass by, taking my place at the head of the line for the buffet style breakfast. How was I supposed to know we were doing things differently this morning? By the time I finished serving myself ,I had only picked up a bowl of peaches and sour cream, a handful of bacon and a cup of coffee. Small in comparison but beings as I have so little appetite today, it should be plenty.
Sitting down I wait for everyone to be seated.
"What's wrong with you this morning?"
Katie pulls up chair, sitting across from me. I just shrug, and take a sip of my coffee. Almost spitting it back after burning my tongue, but instead I swallow the boiling liquid, scalding my tonsils in the process.
"I don't know what you're taking about I feel fine." Lier
"Come on Jenny, you can trust me. What's wrong?"
"I just didn't sleep well last night. I'm fine. Really."
I scoop up a spoonful of peaches and cream, hoping beyond hope that I still have some tastebuds left. Can tastebuds grow back?
"You know I had trouble sleeping when Dan and I were first made rogues," she pauses looking off into space with a sad look.
"I thought I would loss my mate to a rogue if I wasn't aware at all times. Our situations may be different but the look in your eyes reminds me of myself."
I smile as she squeezes my hand, and guilt squeezes my heart.
"You've done so much for this pack. I just want you to know that even if we're never recognized as a pack, I really appreciate all of the time and effort you've put into us."
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#860 in Werewolf (28/3/17) Many thanks to @Milliontheorc for the beautiful cover! When a human becomes Alpha, what could possibly go wrong? ....And what if that human, was a woman? LOOSELY based on the legend of Mulan