Broken Walls [COMPLETED]

Chapter Eleven

'Done!' Wolfia says as I finish applying my red lipstick. I stood back and stared at my work of art in the mirror. My hair was pinned up in an elegant messy bun with a tiara for decoration. I wore a transparent, floral, halter top blouse with a bra top on under it and a frilly miniskirt. The plain, black wedges that I was wearing helped for my height and my gold anklet matched the very important locket around my neck. My makeup went well with my silver dangling earings and I mentally high-fived Wolfia. I wanted to smile at my new found beauty but I couldn't forget the whole reason that I was doing this. I had to go in five minutes to give a speech at the park in front of almost every pack member in town. 

I forced myself to push the tears away so that my mascara and eyeliner wouldn't run. 'You look beautiful.'I tell myself as Wolfia agrees with me. I heard a heavy knock on my the bedroom door and knowing it was Ryann, I allowed her to enter. It was a girl, but it wasn't Ryann who greeted me, it was Taylor. "You look amazing." She says as her reflection appears behind me in the mirror. I turned and hugged her with a big smile as she tells me all about her day on border patrol. "I'm so sorry about Landon." She says rubbing my back. I cringe at hearing his name, missing him and needing to be in his arms. I look at Taylor's beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes as I realize that she is dressed up for this event as well. Her hair was curled loosely and it fell to her shoulders where it met her black and white striped bra top and her black pencil skirt. She wore a pair of metallic heels with pink toe nail polish. "I haven't seen you in two weeks and you barely talk to me?" She says laughing. "I haven't really talked to anyone, and I'm not as outgoing as you." I tell her, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear and crossing my legs in a model position. 

"Poor thing. Don't worry you will be a great leader for us." She says putting a hand on my shoulder. I don't like the idea of replacing Landon, as it makes my heart ache more, but what else can I do? If I don't then I am just being selfish. I brush out my skirt and give Taylor a weak smile. "I know it's hard, but you are gonna have to put a fake smile on tonight." She tells me, I see the compassion in her eyes and I know that she is looking out for me and the pack both. I nod as she walks out of the bedroom and I hear her trotting down the stairs in her heels. "Is she ready?" I hear Jered ask her despite the fact that he is obviously trying to whisper. Actually, he is whispering, and he's downstairs. How can I hear him?! 

'Enhanced hearing, idiot.' Wolfia says with a annoying tone. I had almost forgotten that I was no longer human. Werewolves are already half human half wolf so am I just one-third wolf? 'Wow. I didn't know you did math!' Wolfia mocks me. I really wish that I could keep her from hearing my thoughts all the- 'But you can't so just live with it.' She says rudely. Okay she is really freaking annoying right now but she's not usually this mean to me. 

I decided to ignore the voice inside my head (wow, I sound demented.) as I hear Taylor yell upstairs for me. "This is it." I say to the mirror, putting on my best smile and happy face while Wolfia complains in the background. I walk down the stairs and meet Jered, Taylor, Ryann, and my brother all waiting at the door for me. "Wow," Jered mumbles before Taylor slaps him in the back of the head, causing me to let out a small but sad giggle. I wish that I could slap my mate in the back of the head right now, I would slap him for not being with me right now. "You look amazing, darling." Taylor says, stunned as Jered rubs his head. I look down to my feet and let the loose strands of hair fall forward. "Thanks." I mumble. I am not flattered at all, only Landon's compliments matter and right now for me he's the only thing that matters. "Well, lets get you to the park!" She says excitedly running to the front door, followed by everyone else. I walk side by side with Cameron and we exchange glances a few times. Cameron has never seen me in mental pain, no one has until recently, but I can tell that he is really concerned about me. He hasn't said a word and his bottom jaw is swollen with an ice pack strapped to it.