I felt something warm flood into my mouth. I groaned and opened my eyes. I saw Quil leaning over me, his forearm pressed against my mouth. "Come on baby, drink. Don't leave me..." he was crying. I swallowed and felt the warm tingling I get when I get healed by pack blood. Quil helped me up, his arm supporting my back, while I was drinking from his other arm. He checked my side and pulled his arm away, "Most of it is healed.." He looked away and got up. He held out his hand, and I took it, "I'm sorry.." He looked at me, "For what?" I looked down, "For being a spoiled brat..." He cupped my chin and made me look at him, "You don't have to apologize princess. You took back your kingdom and killed at least 1,000 rogues. I'm so proud of you." I smiled as he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and brought him closer till I heard someone clear their throat.
I looked over at Marco and growled at him, "Yes?" He looked away, "As much as I hate to break this up, your little sister is in your father's study going crazy." I laughed, "Damn that Brat." I pulled Quil's mouth down to mine one last time before walking down the hallway that I've walked a thousand times before.
I saw her in our father's rolley chair with her eyes closed. "I miss them too kid." I said, she looked up and ran out of the chair and tackled me down, "iloveyoutoo Brat." She looked at me and smiled. "Shut up because you almost died on me." I sat up and hugged her "Im not going anywhere Brat." She hugged me back and laughed.
Marco and Quil came in looking at us on the floor. I growled, "Problem?" The both looked away and we got up smiling at each other. Quil looked at me, "What now?" I gave them an exasperated sigh, "Now. We have to stay here and govern the wolves, but first we have to clean up the mess and let those other rogues know that either they can stay and become better or leave and stay the same." Dalia looked at me, "There were no living people outside." I sighed, "Well they went back to being rogues I guess.' I looked at Marco, "Call Elaine and tell her to get everyone to pack everything. This is going to be the pack house. or castle." Dalia jumped up and down looking excited, "WE CAN HAVE OUR OLD ROOM BACK!!" I gave her a disbelieving look, "Umm...sure I guess.." Her mouth dropped open slightly, "What about mom and dads room?..." I could see the pain behind her eyes. I hugged her, "No one is going to touch that room. If they do, I'll kill them." Dalia nodded and buried her face into my neck.
Marco came in a while later, "They're packing and they'll be here first thing tomorrow morning." I nodded, "It gives us enough time to clean the whole thing." I let Dalia go as Quil wrapped his arms around my waist and nuzzled me, "Iloveyou beautiful." I smiled and hugged him. What the hell have I gotten myself into.
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Runaway (Jackie's Story)
WerewolfThis is Jackie's story. She's a 17 year old princess that everyone wants. Especially the beta from her pack, and the alpha and 3 warriors from a rouge pack. Her position gets challenged and she's pissed. Should she stay and fight or runaway?