The Experimental Mate (in editing process)

Super Powers or Something?

It has been about three or four days since the tornado. The Blue Moon pack lost nine lives leaving four children without parents. Jay's been busy non-stop and I've been at home doing small things and taking care of the boys. Luke is cold to me and I can't say I blame him. I practically abused his brother Jake. Jake and Lane have their own rooms on the first floor and Luke's room is two doors down from ours, the bathroom separating the rooms.

 
Baby?

I waited a few moments but there was no response and no connection. I sighed and set the dish and sponge down, staring out the window into the woods. Since the tornado, Jay and I haven't been able to communicate through our link or feel each other's emotions. I don't know if he's blocking me off or if it's just because we haven't accepted or rejected the bond. Either way, it bothers me. Not to mention, Jay followed up on the man who took the boys in and it was a dead end. He was just a drunk with too much time on his hands. We don't have a foster home or place for the kids who lost their parents which is another big issue.

 
I've had this unsettling feeling lately like things are going to take a dive. I've been throwing up more often than not and I feel like my body's trying to reject my soul. It's hard to explain.. My temperatures have been fluctuating like crazy, my lungs have been screaming at me, and my head has felt foggy for days. There's more too like the emptiness in my chest that feels like it's growing everyday and the random headaches. It's not been good. I've been moody and quite frankly just angry and sad.

 
A buzzing from the counter started, drawing my attention away from my thoughts and the dishes. I've been cleaning for most of the morning. None of the boys have left their rooms yet, probably still sleeping as it is only seven in the morning. Jay was up and gone by one this morning, doing clean ups and electrical things for the pack. The tornado didn't wipe out much, just the houses on the outskirts of the community before it entered the neutral area where packs go to hang out with one another. You would think packs would hate each other and not wanna associate due to wars and such but surprisingly, the neutral zone has a town with a lot of fun activities and everyone gets along for the most part. I guess the alphas and lunas take turns watching the town for the day to make sure everything runs smoothly. Kudos to them.

 
Sighing, I reached for the phone, staring at the picture of Destinee on the screen. We've grown really close, our personalities immediately connecting and in a strange way. Mom, Jay's mom, seems to think it might be trauma bonding but who knows. Harper and Destinee don't talk, in fact, they try to avoid each other. I think it's funny but no one else has seemed to notice so my lips are sealed. Swiping over to answer the call, I leaned against the counter.

 
"Dandelion." I answered, relieved a little that I no longer have to dwell in my thoughts but also reluctant because I hate phone calls. She could just come over and we can hang out but I understand she also hasn't been feeling too great physically or mentally. I don't blame her though… If I found out that Jay had an evil twin who's been harassing her and all her friends while torturing Jay, I wouldn't be in the best head space either.

 
"Hey, Hey, To To!" She answered, her cheerful voice filling the silence. I smiled at the nickname and shook my head.

 
"Are you okay?" I hummed, watching Bubba and Archie play with each other while Gracie laid on the couch sleeping. Lordy, those dogs have a bunch of hair. It's flying all over and coating the floor. I wonder why our wolves don't shed like that...

"I'm okay! I've been feeling better actually. Noah and I talked last night while I slept and we cleared the air. I've got a little more control on suppressing the visions." Right... our 'gifts'. I haven't heard from Harper in some time. Last I knew, she had some surgeries for her health so I have no clue how she's doing with her 'gifts' or how she's doing in general. It's not that I want to shut others out but as of lately, I haven't been answering or texting many people back. I've just felt drained. A wave of nausea kicked in and I closed my eyes to try and help. It didn't help though.