Claire is a 18 year old girl who feels like she does not fit in with everyone else born wolfless. She struggles with so many unanswered questions.
Some questions will be answered easy, while others are far from easy.
Everything changes for her the...
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It has been a week since we made the speech to the pack, which did thankfully go well. It is a shock how everyone never even questions what an Alpha and Luna tell them. Tyler did not want to go into detail on everything with the entire pack with us not having all the answers. Guess that makes sense, so instead we told everyone that we got wind of rogues wanting to cause problems for reasons 'unknown at the time.'
Everyone has been on guard for a full six days now and there have been no signs of rogues. It has been quiet, not a single sign or scent since the night we took the call from Saul, who also went silent. All of this is making Tyler and Nathan both train harder. I only see them at dinner time. Tyler joins me in bed late at night and is gone before I even wake up.
Everyday there is a feeling that is just getting stronger, I do not even know how to explain it. It is almost like something is biting at me. I have taken time every day to read more on the legend and so far, nothing useful has been found, which is getting frustrating. I feel like we are going into all of this blind. So how does the rogues know so much?
In the last week I have finally got into a small routine of spending some time reading in the morning and doing paperwork. Around lunch time I go down and join Layla and the others making sandwiches for all the warriors that are training.
I spend a few hours after lunch, helping wash and fold clothes with Hailey. She is such a sweet, soft-spoken person. Someone I have become protective over in just a short amount of time. She told me about losing her parents and being raised by a few of the women in the pack that never found their mates.
I have come to enjoy helping the women cook dinner. There is times we laugh so hard about something someone either does or says. Everyday once the food is done and laid out on the table my heart feels like it flutters, and I just feel so bubbly warm inside. It is rewarding being able to at least help my pack and get to know them.
My mind is brought back to the present as my foot lands in a gopher hole, making me stop and sit on the fallen tree log a few steps from me. There was no way I was reading this morning, I could not hold focus so I choose to run this morning, but this has been something else. All the branches and holes in the ground, I can tell I am not use to this part of the pack lands. Probably does not help my focus has been for crap all morning long. Nothing seems to stick today.
Letting out a puff of air, I pull my leg up across the other and rub on my ankle. Freaking gophers, the holes they make are not helpful at all. Thankfully, it is not swelling just throbbing a bit.
At least you didn't fall flat on your face.
Another thing that has been driving me crazy is this bull my subconscious just keeps on doing. I have done past crazyville and right to being a lunatic if anyone knew how much I have been talking to myself. I have not slept well, and it is taking every second it can to make me just want to strangle my own self at times.
