Emperor's Pet

Lies or Truth

My heart skipped a beat knowing I should have been more cautious. Though I stood my ground not letting them inside like Matt had said. He said this not too long go like just before he left. Did he know this would happen to me now? If he did then why didn't he stay? What am I saying? I known him for two days and now we are best friends. Wake up, Akira! This is reality! Matt is a vampire that will never be friends with a werewolf. End of story. Then why would I trust him? Ugh! Questions that can't be answered! Carden stood there and the other was losing interest.

"Are you gonna invite us in?" Carden implores. I think back to what Matt had said before he left. There must be some reasoning to this.

"I need my rest for tomorrow and I'm very tired. With me being new I am still pretty shook in up. So, if you don't mind I'd like to sleep now", I add a fake yawn. Though it didn't feel fake or forced. I was tired enough to sleep now that's for sure.

"We--I understand that, but this will only take a few minutes", he looks back over at the other boy. His cold, hard face telling me that he's losing his patience with me. Or even Carden.

"Can you come back tomorrow?" I say desperately. I wanted them to leave and never see them again. Carden pushed on the door that had nudged me back.

"We won't be able too. You see? We have a very busy schedule throughout the week", Carden frowned. I try to lean on the door to close it lightly, planning on saying a few nice words like 'I'm sorry' or 'I'm really not feeling well enough'.

"Carden, I gave you a chance your way. Now it's my turn to take over", the other boy spoke. Unexpectedly, he lifts his leg and with one strong force, kicks in the door. The blow made me lurch backward falling down in the process. Clearing my head, I saw the shadowy boy walk toward me. He snatched my arm and shoved me into my vanity chair. The pressure of his hand that was holding onto my arm left tingles on my skin. My hands tighten around the sides of the chair. I must show no fear or weakness to them. That's what they want from me. What they all want from us.

"Adrian, be a little gentle will ya? You know how fragile he says they are", Carden shut the door behind him. The boy, Adrian, stepped back and crossed his arms.

"The wolf is unharmed and breathing, isn't she?", he snorted.

Adrian turned his attention back to me,"Now be truthful to answering our questions. I don't got got all day and neither does he", he scorn. I averted my eyes to the floor as Carden sat down on my bed across from me. Our knees almost touching while Adrian stood back on our right.

"How much do you know about the war?" Carden asks. I knew what they were talking about, but was confused to what they want me to answer.

"Do you mean the Canis War? Then, I only know about the splitting of different packs and whom it was between" I gulped. I knew where this was heading or at least I think I do.

"Um...sure. If that's what your kind call it, so be it", Carden shrugged. That's kind of offensive of saying 'your' like that. I can't remember what humans call that, but I'm pretty sure it will come to mind.

"What does your kind call it?" I mock. The edge of Carden's lips twitch into a challenged grin. He crossed his legs and leaned back on his palms of his hands.

"Well, we call that little fit you wolves call war is the War of Poignant", he sneered. I'm not fooled by that word, I know what it means. My Dad called the transpassing vamps that before sentenced to death.

"Your wrong", I blurt,"It wasn't a useless fight just for the hell of it. My Father broke away from the pack because it was being lead by the wrong person that didn't deserve to be leader"

Carden's brows drew together and Adrian stood still, tense,"By him doing so, that made the pack split into four smaller groups. Easy to be picked away and used as slaves of our own making us the dominant species over your own"

My palms began to produce sweat and my nails sank into the wooden frame,"If you are implying that my Father started this mess, he didn't. You did. Because it was your choice to start this when you didn't have to. My Dad gave courage and bravery to the Wolves to take their own path and not remain under the orders of a killer!", I snapped.

"Abandoning the weak and punishing the wrong do'ers is not a crime. It's called survival of the fittest. Which you certainly do not understand with being the mess up's daughter!", He objected, siting up. Adrian's head shot up to Carden in shock. I analyze what came out of his mouth and loosen my grip on my chair.

"Wh-what did you say? I didn't even tell you about that...how much do you really know about us?" I stammer and falter in my chair. Carden shook his head and hunched over holding his head in his hands.

"Just answer this one question then we'll be on our merry way", Carden requested, not meeting my gaze. I was unable to speak waiting for the question he wanted answered.

"Do you see your Father as innocent in all that has happened?" He asked, warily. I didn't know how to answer it because I only know what my father had told me. Which seems very little at this point right now. All I can do is go by what I know and believe it.

"Depends on how you look at it. My Father stood up for the right reasons to protect our kind from going savage on each other. But from your prospective, he exposed the pack breaking it up leaving us vulnerable at the time to you to use to your advantage. That's my answer that I'd picked up from your opinion and my knowledge. Hope it helped you in some way. Now I would like to sleep now until dinner. Please", I answered in an unemotional voice.

The voice didn't even sound like mine own. It was my automatic answer to his question which felt like the truth. And with that, they left without a word and I snuggled in my bed pondering about Dad, Mom, and my friends.