Aurora "Rory" Henry is a 20 year old human runaway. After escaping her mother's manipulative hands along with her fathers short temper she finds herself in a new territory, but to her it's just another state. All she wanted was to get her degree in...
TW: physical abuse / ED themes in paragraphs in italics. I'll put a little * before and after, read at your own risk pls look after yourselves <3
Rory POV
Washing the conditioner out my hair I watch as the bubbles from the shower gel I had applied washes down the drain.
Half an hour ago I woke up to a gentle knocking, Killian softly speaking through the wood of the door that the pack join for breakfast in an hour so I stretched and trudged to the bathroom. I pee'd, brushed my teeth and then stripped out of my clothes before starting my shower routine.
Once finished I changed into the outfit I thankfully remembered to bring into the bathroom with me. I pulled on my underwear and then a pair of comfy black leggings and a baby blue hoodie and shoved on my white trainers. I wanted to wear a simple outfit today unsure of what the next 24 hours would hold for me.
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I walk to the living area finding it empty when I was sure Killian most likely would have been here. Pulling out my phone and checking the time I see we still have roughly 30 minutes before breakfast.
Killian walks into the room dressed in a simple black T-shirt and black sweatpants. At this point I'm considering betting money that he doesn't own an item of clothing with a colour on it.
He moves past me headed straight for the door as he adjusts a watch on his left wrist. He opens the door and walks through it leaving it open.
"Are you coming or not?" He raises his volume slightly so that I could hear him from where he was stood.
It took only a second for me to process until I was walking toward him as he stood in the already opened elevator holding the door for me. When I stand with my back to the wall he lets the doors shut and takes his position also close to the back wall.
We stand in a brief silence before I say
"Aren't we a little early?"
"I thought I'd show you around first, we won't be able to cover the full pack grounds in 30 minutes but you'll see the basics" he speaks as we walk out of the elevator and down the stairs. I just nod excited to see other areas I've not yet discovered.
A young boy comes barrelling down the stairs behind us tripping down the last step. I let out a gasp heading his little palms hit against the dark hardwood flooring. He has radiant blonde hair, tan skin that contrasts. When he picks himself back up he turns to look at us his big brown doe eyes staring at us.
Quickly stepping down the remaining stairs I lean over slightly to match his height, Killian stood behind me.
"Are you okay? Let me see your hands" I ask holding out my hand for him to place his smaller one in mine. Slowly he lets me hold onto his hand and I begin inspecting. Thankfully he didn't have any external wounds and if anything it might just hurt out of shock. I rub my thumb on his palm watching carefully his reaction in case a doctor should look it over for any internal damage. Thankfully he doesn't move and just stares into my eyes the entire time.
