Eden's point of view
For the next few days I seemed to move only in a daze. I would complete my training and attend to any business with the warriors. Then I would wander back home and spend my evenings trying to sleep and forget about what was coming.
By the time Saturday came my brain was more frazzled than ever. I was sleep deprived and absolutely angry with what today would hold.
I was angry with everyone. Angry with the mood goddess. Angry with the Alpha and Luna. Angry with the Beta and Gamma. Angry with their mates. And finally, angry with myself.
I was angry with myself for feeling this anger towards people that were trying to fix a broken system. I was angry with myself for how I had been acting these last few weeks.
My anger lasted for hours, until eventually I was called down for breakfast. I knew what was waiting for me in the kitchen.
My parents tried their best with my birthday. They tried to make it special for me despite the disappearance. We were the only ones that celebrated my birthday and even then it was only with a small cake and a few presents.
Quinn would always wish me happy birthday and bring me a gift, but it was always forced. My birthday was a horrible reminder of our packs failure.
However, today changed everything. From today onwards my birthday would mark yet another important event in my packs history. This time a little less morbid.
From now on my birthday did not only symbolize the loss of our Alpha but rather the ceremony of our new Alpha.
Deep down I knew that it didn't change anything. Deep down within me I knew that the sorrow would still flow through the pack. The pain would ease, like it had with time, but the memory would always be there.
But rather than think about things I could not control or change, I focused on my parents. I enjoyed the breakfast they had made for me and thanked them for the gifts I was given.
Their faces lit up with joy as I opened my three gifts and enjoyed my cake. But I could see the sadness in their eyes. It was something I had become so used to with everyone in this pack.
There was always a sadness to everyone. It lurked just beneath the surface and if you looked closely you could see it dance in their eyes. I had become accustomed to this pain, but the sight of it still stunned me.
After breakfast Quinn had arrived and gifted me a present and an unnecessarily long card. However, I was thankful for my friend and the effort she put it.
She left around lunch time as she needed to get ready for the ceremony. Unlike the rest of the pack I didn't see the need to dress up for this event. So instead of spending hours on makeup I drifted around the house.
When it was nearly one hour before the ceremony I decided that despite my lack of enthusiasm I should make an effort. Just because I was suffering didn't mean everyone else had to suffer.
I quickly showered and then straightened my hair. I picked out a white dress that complimented my skin tone and paired it with some white sandals. I applied some light makeup and decided that this was as good as it was going to get.
I left the house about ten minutes before the ceremony was meant to be starting. The venue wasn't far from here and it wouldn't take longer than five minutes to get there. The ceremony was to be held in the forest in a small meadow.
I had to admit, the meadow was gorgeous with its pastel wildflowers and was spacious enough to fit us all. When I arrived I found that a small stage has been assembled with an aisle and chairs on either side.
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Lunatic
WerewolfThere was a pack that lived deep within the secluded woods, surrounded by never-ending trees and mountains. They were blessed by the Moon Goddess herself, divine in their own existence. They were warriors, stronger and faster than other wolves. Yet...