November 26, Thanksgiving Day
8 AM
Heather's POV
The first thing that I noticed was that it was snowing. It had been autumn temperatures all through November, and now it was below 32 degrees.
I shrugged my warn-out small pea coat closer to me, the bitter air stabbing its way through my skinny jeans. I dug my brown boots further into the snow covered dirt.
I silently prayed that the self defense classes I took the past few weeks would pay off.
I saw Cole walking in the distance towards me. I smiled at him. "Happy Thanksgiving."
Immediately when we got up in the morning, we got out and put sensors around the camp. Lunar's voice woke me up, today's the day.
Today is the day we fight Kyle. And defeat him once and for all.
Yesterday we went over all plans with the pack. Those who didn't want to fight would be left in the pack house. Cole almost made me take a train to Pennsylvania and then come back once the fight was done, which earned him a punch in the arm.
"I'm defending our pack and I'm the one who Kyle wants, so I'm going to take care of him."
Cole rubbed his arm. "You are not going to get hurt."
He leaned, putting the last sensor down and met with me in the middle of the woods. There were less trees where we were though. The snow stopped falling now, and there was barely a trace of the white power on the green landscape.
"Happy Thanksgiving to you too." He hugged me. "Is it bad that I hope this war goes quick so I can eat turkey and mashed potatoes with you?" He mumbled into my hair.
"Psh. That makes two of us." I pulled back. "But don't call it a war! In war, lots of people die. I'm-I'm going to try and convince him to not do this."
Cole's look got serious. "Kitten, convince him? He's on an evil magic kick, I think we are going to have to kick his ass."
I looked down. "I know."
"What's wrong?" He gently tilted my head up by my chin. "What's going on in the beautiful mind of yours?"
"I don't know how I'm supposed to feel."
His look said, go on.
"I...I used to be his best friend and girlfriend Cole. I know as a boyfriend he sucked, concerning the abuse parts." Cole growled. "But...I know as much as you and I both want to make him pay, as a best friend I...I loved him. Not like that but I cared...do care what happens to him."
I shifted. "I'd like to think that he became what he is now because of whatever magic thing he's doing to him. His eyes became darker after that. There really once was an innocent boy with dreams in that soul. If I could just convince that to come out...to heal him...maybe..."
Cole sighed. "I know. I understand. But whatever actions the pack has to take, we take."
"I know. I'm prepared as I'll ever be, because after today we have a happily ever after, with bills and grocery coupons and wolf training, right?"
He laughed. "Of course, and maybe some normal teenage kiddo problems too?"
"Huh?" I knew I was going to try and release the inner kid out of him one day after the fight, being raised in a wolf pack to become alpha really took some of his childhood away, and trying to keep up with Kyle's every move. Okay, basically I wanted to play video games with him and read books and go on dates and flirt.
"Well, that too." He grinned. "You totally just mumbled all of that out loud."
"Oh." I blushed.
"But, I uh thought if you wanted you could finish high school and college. I'm not pressuring you or anything, I just heard you on the phone with your mom talking about how you actually missed education and want a degree..."
I smiled and kissed him. "You are the best."
He smiled. "What do you want to become?"
Huh. That was a good question. What did I want to be become? I mean, I was-am-in junior year when Cole found me and was thinking about graduating early anyway.
He frowned. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stress you."
"No, no, I'm fine, I am just trying to think of what the hell I was doing before I came here." I laughed. "I knew I wanted to go to college but I never was sure of what I wanted to become."
"We never do." He kissed my nose.
I looked up to him and smiled. Then it dropped. "I'm nervous but...determined. I'm..."
"Can't find the words?"
I shook my head and quickly smiled. "I feel different. It's weird how much I've change. I feel... strong."
He hugged me and tucked his chin on top of my head. "You are. You are so strong Heather, and we are going to get through today, and everyday together."
Together. Together felt safe, and happy.
I looked over Cole's shoulder to see Charlotte and Zack walking our way.
I pulled from Cole and hugged Charlotte. We didn't say anything, but the mere thought that one of us could die today hung upon our heads like thick smog. I wished that I could have gathered all my friends and family and everyone I cared about in my arms.
I was the one Kyle wanted, and I would make sure I'm the first one he reached.
Cole's POV
Watching Heather and Charlotte hug like it could be their last day seeing each other felt like glass scraping my heart. She then hugged Zack, which I didn't feel to keen on but Heather was talking me out of my jealousy and "territory" issues. I was learning to get rid of my possessive ways.
Well, as much as my wolf could.
When I told her my wolf got jealous easy, she replied, "He can't be jealous. Jealousy is when you want something so bad you don't have, and you have me. We have each other."
I love my kitten.
Charlotte looked to me and said, "Mac and Jason are at the pack room. We are prepared for the attack."
"And a Thanksgiving feast because after defeating Mr. Dark Overload we all should be pretty hungry." Zack finished.
We laughed.
"Alright, let's get to the pack house and wait for him to show."
We started walking when Heather stopped, her eyes wide and full of fear.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
Heather pointed up. It was snowing.
Zack said, "It's...snowing?"
Heather swallowed. "It is but...it's not normal snow."
I put my hand out and captured a few of the flakes. The color made my stomach churn.
Heather looked at me. "It's him. The snow is...black."
Charlotte gulped.
"So wait," Zack said. "We are fighting the fire nation?"
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*que dramatic closing music*
This is small, but I wanted to just get it up because the next chapter is going to be one of the last *sucks in breath*
Sorry I'm moving so slow, I am excited but also a little sad to be finishing this story. I mean, I started it the beginning of my freshman year and now I'm in junior year so it's like a huge chapter of my high school life.
Thank you so much for 102k!!! That't flippin amazing. Also, it's almost Halloween!
My finals week is this week. Pray for me.
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