If I should go tomorrow,
It would never be goodbye,
For I have left my heart with you,
So don't you ever cry,
The love that's deep within me,
Shall reach you from the stars,
You'll feel it from the heavens,
And it will heal the scars.
-Unknown
I could feel the sunrays lick at my clammy skin. Heating my already scorching body. Throwing off the thick black comforter, I crawl out if bed and straight to the shower. I enter my master bathroom and turn on the shower. Once the water is hot enough, I strip and jump in. The scalding water blisters my skin ans relaxes my tense muscle.
After washing myself, I jump out and wrap a white towel loosely around my hips ans re-enter my room. White walls and black furniture were not my mothers idea of fashionable but I argued to the wim.
After dressing in a black tux with a blood red undershirt and red tie, I exit my room feeling refreshed and clean. I roam the halls of the top floor to do the morning checks then do the next levels. Once I reach the bottom level I walk to the kitchen to get the heavenly breakfast I have been smelling.
I see Mae in a flower apron, on top of her black skirt and dress shirt, cooking bacon, sausage, pancakes, waffles and making a pot of coffee.
"Morning Mae." I greet her with my morning voice.
"Morning Ri." Her sweet voice was happy and cheery like my moms. Giving her a small smile I make myself a heaping plate of food and dig in. Carefully evading getting any on my suit.
"Delicious." I praise her. After I finish I wash my dishes and go to the living room. Looking up at the clock on the wall I see that the funeral is in an hour and I have just enough time to write my speech.
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After 45 minutes or so of writing a conjoined piece on my parents value to me, I head out of the house and towards the outdoors place where all deaths and marriages are held. The small sanction is on the edge of the forest and there are about 300 chairs set up for my pack. All black and aligned for easy access to the boards of pictures and the caskets.
In our pack it is tradition to bury our Alphas, Lunas, Betas and their mates whilst everyone else gets burned and dumped on their first alphas grave. As a sign of togetherness.
I take the middle chair in the first column closest to the caskets. My sister sits on my left and next to her Dom and next to him Luke. Once everyone is seated, the pack preacher takes his place and starts the ceremony. He drowns on about my parents achievements and their value and quality and such for a while. I tried to listen but I couldn't stop staring at my fathers and mothers red cherry wood caskets.
"Now I'm sure Riley has something prepared to say." Motioning me forward the elderly man steps down and takes my place as I take his.
Facing my pack of 300 werewolves, I clear my throat. I look over everyones faces and take them in. Each one is struggling to keep it together.
"No words can express the loss of a child. And that statement can be reversed. No words can express the loss of a parent. Losing one was bad enough now losing two is like being ripped into two. Every other teenager would say that they don't like their parents but I was fortunate to have been blessed with two phenomenal parents. My mother was caring, sweet, loving and she was selfless. My father was a leader. He was a caring and loving father. He would help anyone in the pack however he could. They both were amazing people. I loved them dearly. As did everyone else." I breath and watch peoples tears fall and nod their heads. "I hope I can be half the Alpha my father was and a quarter of the man he was. I wish that my Luna be as exceptional as my mother and I hope this pack can achieve greatness and overcome this obstacle as a pack. We are family and we will prevail. We are one." As I finish I cannot see a dry eye in the crowd. My sister was sobbing into Dom's vast chest. I step down and take my seat.
"Food and beverages will be served at the pack house. Everyone please return for the oath ceremony of Riley and Dominic." The preacher announced, dismissing everyone.
* authors note *
Thank you for reading. I know its short but its 2am here and I'm exhausted. This chapter is dedicated to kjonesy8292000
I love you all.
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