Cora

Chapter 3 (Redone)

Revised

Chapter 3

Nearly a week had passed and my wolf continued to keep sulking, she was just being a child, but her thoughts were affecting me too. My drawings were coming out all dark and depressing, even my attitude on everything. She just wanted her mate, this was the cruelest torture for her at the moment.

Sitting on the chair in the hospital I groggily rubbed the charcoal onto the paper my drawing of a celtic looking sun that was starting to be gloomy, “Cora is something wrong?” Mom asked, she sat on the bed her face pale yet more colorful than it ever was this past weeks. She was keeping herself busy by doing origami.

“It’s nothing.” I sighed.

Placing the folded pink paper on her lap she stared at me, “No. Something’s wrong. I’m your mother I can tell. It’s a boy isn’t it?”

Suddenly my wolf stirred in me. I felt myself jump slightly from the question. “N-n-no!” Even after a couple days of being shunned by my own wolf, I finally had a reaction, and I just wanted to get the rejection ceremony over with. It was like having two different thoughts running through my head. I felt like I would turn crazy!

“I knew it! It is! Who is it? Tell me Cora! Is it that guy you always hang around with um…what’s his name again…Brandon? Braxton?”

“Brian?”

“Yes! That kid.” She beamed. “Brian, do you like him? Is he your mate?”

Shaking my head I nearly toppled off the chair, “Mom! NO! I don’t like him like that, he’s just a friend.”

“Then who is it?” She demanded her eyes held a childish gleam.

I sighed, “It’s nothing. I’ve just been feeling tired from guarding and all the pack work.” Giving her my best smile, I tried to make her believe me.

“You sure?” she raised her eyebrow in suspicion.

“Yes, I’m sure. It’s no big deal.” Flipping my sketch pad back to the cover I stuffed it into my bag. “Anyways, I have to go. I have the afternoon patrol soon, Dad said he’s coming back after the meeting.”

“Ok.”

Mom waved and went back to her origami I could see her smiling to herself as I walked out of her room. Rolling my eyes I ran over out of the building, waving back to the friendly nurse that always sat at the front with piles of documents.

It took a while getting to the pack house, it was where we always met up to discuss where to go for the patrol. As I walked I couldn’t help but think of my pack life.

It wasn’t the best pack life a wolf could have, but it was home. As I jumped over a fallen log, I thought of how when I first got my wolf, I considered the fact of turning rogue. Leaving everything behind and convincing my parents to leave and find a better place where Uncle Jake and the pack members wouldn’t be able to hurt us. Where we wouldn’t be abused or anything, but in the end Uncle Jake would eventually find us. We were his best ally and also his worst enemy. Without us, he wouldn’t have my dad to rely on for advice, but we threatened his position of Alpha, especially since people have now just started to turn to dad for certain problems.  It was a complicated relationship our family had with the pack.

Reaching the pack house, I sat down on the soft ground, looking up I watched the clouds roll by gently, I tried to clear my mind of all the thinking I had done when I was coming here, so that I would be focused on the patrol. The meeting was still going on since I could hear voices coming from behind the door. More talks about rogues and possibly expanding the pack East. A few minutes past and I finally perked up once I heard the sound of shoes scraping against the hard floor