Elliot
The night feels too long and the bed feels too empty. I have gotten so used to sleeping next to Mackenzie that it feels wrong lying in my bed back in the Midnight pack territory. It feels wrong to be alone without her.
I sit up in the bed and glance down at the dark red covers. I never had dark red covers back in the Polaris pack territory. These covers remind me of blood.
I kick them off myself and stand up. The room is cold since the heating hasn't been on in here ever since I got exiled from the pack.
I head over to the window and glance outside. It is still night outside. The night's peace seems too off to me. The pack has settled down and are sleeping without any worries. They have a new Alpha, but somehow it feels like that is yesterday's news already.
I rub a hand over my face and glance around the room to try and find a sweater. Most of my clothes are still back at the Moore house. I'm going to have to move them back here tomorrow.
The room has dark grey walls, too dark for my liking now. There is a desk and a chair in the corner. A wardrobe stands tall behind the door and when I open it, I see it's almost empty. There are a few shirts in it and a pair of pants. But no sweaters.
I sigh and close the wardrobe door. I feel restless in this room. It just doesn't feel right without Mackenzie's scent or presence.
I open the door of the room and peak out on the hallway. My room is in the pack house, located on the top floor. Only the members of the King family have access to the third floor of the pack house. That is where mine, Rebecca's and my parents rooms are located, along with their offices. Not even the Betas were allowed up here.
I head downstairs, hoping I don't wake up anybody that might be sleeping, but when I come to the ground floor, I have to squint my eyes to adjust to the lights that are on. The common room is completely lit up and I head to it to see who might be in there.
When I glance inside, I notice my sister up by the fire place, poking the dying embers with an iron rod. Max stands by one of the large windows, watching the night outside. And Maddison sits on the edge of the sofa, fiddling with her fingers.
"You're all awake." I point out, like it wouldn't be obvious. They all turn to me wearing blank expressions. "So are you." Maddison says which makes me frown. "Yeah, I can't sleep." I mutter and head over to one of the armchairs and sit down in it. Max turns away from the window, scowling down at the coffee table.
"I can't sleep because it feels weird to be back here." Maddison confesses, hugging her knees close to her chest. I glance over to her, understanding how she feels. It does feel weird to be back in the Midnight pack house. It also feels weird to be the Alpha of the said pack.
"I can't sleep because I keep worrying if Jason is okay." Max suddenly says which puts the attention on him. I glance across the common room to him, noticing the way he moves his weight from one leg and to the other.
Rebecca is still turned away from all of us, aimlessly poking the rod into the dying embers. She hasn't uttered a word ever since I came in.
"I can't sleep because I'm used to Mackenzie being by my side." I truthfully say, glancing down to my hands that rest in my lap.
And then there's a loud snap. My head shoots up and I look to my younger sister that just slammed the metal rod to the ground. She quickly stands up and spins on her heel, her wolfish yellow eyes glaring at all of us.
"Will you stop with this goddamn pity party!? We've finally got the pack and we're one step closer to killing the hunters and being safe again!" She practically screams, making the rest of us freeze up in our positions. My lips part from shock as I watch Rebecca seethe in anger.
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