Over the next few days the pack was on high alert, with patrols going out every few hours as soon as the other shifts came back, I sighed as I looked out of my window on the second story of the house, I seen Bronco and Spartan grazing out in the pasture, with the field behind them and the sun overhead it made for a perfect picture of the two, I pull out my phone and snap a picture, but it didn't look right so I got my camera from its case on my desk, open my window pop my screen out and lean out to take the picture, I look at the screen and smile, I put the screen back in the window and leave it open to let the fresh air in. I turn and walk back over to my desk, sit down and take the memory card out of the camera set it on the desk, open my laptop, and turn it on putting my password in, it comes up to the home screen, I put the memory card into the slot on the side, I wait for the notification to pop up and click on it, I browse the photos on there, and click the one I just took and a few others to edit and post on Facebook and Instagram.
I was editing a photo of Ashley, Emmet and me when Ashley and I got first and second at a speed show shortly before he was killed, when I heard my door open slowly, making me scenting the air by faking a sneeze it was the scent of strawberries and crème, in other words my best friends scent, I go back to editing as they slowly make their way towards me, their footsteps barely making any noise on the hardwood floor, when they are right beside me I pounce on her making her yelp and fall to the floor, "Woah, Hakuna your Tata's" she says as I just smile at her
"next time you want to sneak up on a person make sure you're not wearing shoes" I say smiling as I get up and help her up, I just take a moment to look at her, her dark brown hair was in a French braid, with hair framing her face, her light brown eyes showing amusement as they at the computer screen behind me, her face had the signature high cheekbones of the Native American heritage however she didn't have the tan skin that followed, she had sun kissed skin, but in the winter it faded until she was pale, her athletic body was clothed in a tank top and shorts with her short legs on display, which ran into moccasins that her grandmother made for Christmas, they went all the way up to her knees, with a beading pattern of wolves and flowers on the sides of them, Ashley's mom was Native American, her father was of Polish and Scottish decent, they died in a fire when she was 8, her mother's parents took her in and raised her in our pack, we met on the playground when I stopped a bunch of boys from pulling her hair and making fun of her because she had an accent.
"What are you doing with this picture?" she asked me, I looked back at it and started smiling sadly
"I'm editing it and adding it to my scrapbook" I say, I open my closet doors and stand on my tip toes to get the scrapbook I made shortly after Emmet died, I flip open the front cover and look at the photo on the front page, it was of him, Connor and I out at the lake one summer, I smile as the memories flood my mind, Ashley takes the book from my hands and starts to flip through it, I went to step over to my desk to finish the photo, when my mom comes in and looks around seeing Ashley on my bed and me in front of my computer, "Ashley I need to talk to my daughter for a minute in private, can you wait in the hall?" Ashley looks up when my mom says her name and nods her head, getting up off of my bed she bows to my mom and walks out softly closing my door behind her.
"What is it mom? You look stressed about something?" I ask her while I was staring at her.
"Gabriel is at the border of our territory and he's threatening to attack if your father doesn't let him see you in your wolf form, "I start to run out of the room before I she finished her sentence, I run past Ashley who was coming out of the bathroom in the hall, I grab her arm and drag her with me, "go to the cellar Ash, I'm sure Connor is already there" I look at her and she looks at me like I'm crazy
"No, I won't I have your back in this and you know that, now what's going on?" before I could answer her I heard through the pack link "Alpha he's broken through our defenses we need help!"
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ParanormalI'm not good at doing little descriptions of the story but this is the best i could do... They say that werewolves are a myth, like Witches and Vampires, well hate to burst your bubble but they are not creatures of the imagination, they are as real...
