The Royal Packs
I awoke from my slumber and lay on my comfortable Queen-sized bed with a smile. The night before had been great, until Lilith had to leave that is. We watched scary movies and ate ‘till we couldn’t move. We even prank-called Daniel saying stupid things and teasing him, but our laughter got the best of us and he immediately knew it was us. Today was Saturday, the day the Royals would arrive in my small town in Northern California.
Today I would see Sanders.
My heart quickened at the thought of him while I held the smile on my face. I was eager to see him and his parents, Meredith and Arch Luckett. A big day was awaiting me. The Royals would meet in the forest towards sunset for the official meeting, but we would meet whenever they arrived for greetings and ‘hello’s.
I had not seen the Royal Packs in years. Last I heard, they were struggling in the war against vampires. Half of them were angered at what they had done to my family, but the other half tried and reasoned with them knowing what my family would have wanted. Everyone was restless and never could agree, and the war continued for seven years. A war between mythical creatures is different than one between humans, you must understand that. Plans are made, swift attacks are held, captured parties from the other side, and some rogues decide to join in just for fun.
Rogues do not follow the rules of our kind or the vampire kind. They disobeyed the Vampire Kingdom and the Royal Packs, which caused trouble for us. We would have to clean up after them when they left messy bodies or changed humans. It’s all a very complicated mess. But nonetheless, if they broke the rules the Royal Packs would come together to give punishment. I had no idea what the Vampire Kingdom did but assumed they did nothing since the Chamberlain Clan was still alive are brutally murdering my family.
My family was the most respectful, kind, and powerful pack. My mother did not enjoy pointless fighting and my father would lead with an iron fist avoiding killing innocent beings as much he could. They helped control our kind, for some hated vampires and thought they should not even exist. My mother once said they were just like us, only had minor differences like drinking blood and never aging. Some rogues would go against their word and plan attacks on vampires but were killed in the process. Even if they had lived, the werewolf rogues would be put to death for disobeying a universal law of living in peace with other mythical beings.
Up until my parents death that law was upheld with pride. After, the law ceased to exist.
Though I was in the shadows, I would hear about what was happening. I was never fully informed, I would get information every couple of years. I gather enough to know that everyone was going crazy. Guilt filled me, but I was still scared and continued running.
My thoughts broke as I smelt one of my kind near my home. I glanced at my clock, it was only 9am. I was up way too early for a Saturday morning but whoever was outside was up way too early to be visiting. I took another whiff of the air and sprang to the window in excitement. Glancing outside, I saw no one. My eyes darted around looking for Sanders, but the scent quickly went away as no one was there anymore.
My lips formed a frown as I started to get ready. I was sure it was Sanders, but why had he left?
Stupid Sanders playing his games, I muttered happily.
I pulled out a loose, black button up shirt along with skinny jeans and my lace-up boots. I had grown to love those boots that I wore them every single day, I was a bit happy I had stolen them when I did. I walked to the bathroom and quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth.
Looking myself over in the mirror, I wondered if I looked different. Last time I had seen Sanders my hair was shorter, which now was passed my breasts and very thick. My face had matured a bit, and my body’s curves became more defined.
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