A/N: Character death warning/heavy chapter. Don't hate me 😑
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Lo slowly awoke to the sound of a pot clanging and a quiet scolding. It was Edith's voice. Her eyes immediately felt sore.
Crying again...
Lo took a slow breath as she looked at the window. Kit's scent was still heavily on the bed beside her. He had clearly laid with her for a while. She must have fallen asleep. She hadn't slept all night...
It looked around midday now.
She felt... she didn't know how she felt.
"Lily? Are you awake? Mama made lunch, you missed breakfast." Kit's voice came from the cracked door. Lo forced herself to push up into a sitting position. Kit bound over to her.
She wasn't hungry, but she found it hard to refuse his requests, especially as he took her hand and tugged at her with a childish; "Come oonnnn!"
Lo reluctantly followed him into the kitchen at his insistent coaxing as he yanked her along by her hand. Lottie, Edith, and Dena were there.
"How are you feeling sweetheart?" Edith asked. Lo forced a smile.
"Better." She lied. What was she supposed to say?
She felt wounded deep inside.
Lunch was awkwardly quiet aside from a few comments here and there between the three females. But Lo remained silent.
She cast an occasional glance at Lottie as she left the table early to go back into the bedroom. She didn't know what it was, but something seemed off with her.
"We all have some packing to do still, is there anything you want to take with us?" Edith asked gently as she picked up the dishes.
"I'd like to take my mother's things." Lo said without hesitation. It was all she had of her... Edith gave her a smile.
"I've already had those taken to the pack house, is there anything else?" Edith asked. Lo fidgeted a bit nervously before shaking her head.
She had nothing else.
Lo sat there and listened to the others chat. Kit occasionally pulled her into the conversation but she kept her answers short. She couldn't manage more than that.
And it went on like that as Dena and Edith did the dishes and Lottie packed in the back bedroom. Lo stayed at the table the whole time.
A cool breeze began to pick up outside, Lo could hear it rippling through the forest. She glanced to the gently rattling window when a sudden feeling of unease washed over her. Her wolf became alive with restlessness.
What was wrong with her?
She looked to the others. They just continued their easy conversation. Did they not feel that?
... should she say something?
What would she say?
She thought of how they looked at her at the pack house...
Lo glanced at Kit lying on the floor doodling with some paper and chalk. She stared at him for a moment, and felt the unease rise.
"Come on Kit, we have to get the rest of the house packed." Edith said as she headed for the door. Kit whined but reluctantly stood. Lo felt sudden fear lace through her.
She didn't want them to go.
"Wait..." Lo said as she shot to her feet. Edith paused and glanced back. Kit too was looking at her. Lo glanced to Dena who also turned around.
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