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36 | Chapter XXXVI - A True Best Friend

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Until We Go Down - Ruelle
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      I'm tapped repeatedly on the face. Right on my nose, which is extremely annoying and slightly frustrating.

     "Wake up," a familiar voice whispers to me. Either I'm dreaming - or I'm crazy.  And at this particular point, after being cooped up in this castle for a week. It wouldn't surprise me.

      "Cece, move your ass before I dunk a bucket of water over you." The same voice angrily whispers to me, rummaging around. But wait....it couldn't be?

     I open my eyes. And burst out laughing.

      Before me stands Emmaline, staring at me with a large blue bucket which I assume is filled with water. Freezing water. She always did had a soft spot for me.

       I suddenly snap, Em's here. She's in my room, she's here with me. I lunge out of my bed and wrap my arms around her, but instead - she's looses her balance and we both go flying backwards. Gravity takes its toll and the bucket that goes flying into the air falls down on top of us.

       "Em! I've missed you so much!" I scream as I wrap my arms around her. Suddenly the memory of why she left enters my brain, but I'm too busy screaming at the pile of cold water that is showered over me.

        "Cece!" She shrieks as the cold water is thrown over us. We then burst out into a victorious laughter as we pull ourselves up from the ground.

       "Did you get what you were looking for?!" I almost scream. I hadn't seen her since the night Catori's  men captured me. That was now a few months ago.

       She smiles lightly at me a she gets up from the ground."No, Cece, I didn't. I'm still completely mortal." Em sighs, "but it's really no big deal - I've learned to live with it for now."

      I sigh and hug her tightly, letting her know how much I really care.

       "Em, I don't care if you are human, an alien or even a ghost. You're still my best friend. No matter what." I smile at her as she laughs.

      "Anyway, how come you're in my room?" I ask as I begin to put on clothes, my stomach aching for food.

      "Oh I'm sorry, do I have to ask for your permission?" She laughs sarcastically, shaking her head.

       "Anyway, the Northern-Moon pack wants to see you, you've been here for a week now. It's time they got things sorted with you." She rolls her eyes.

        "Huh," I respond. What she says is making sense, but for some reason, I seemed to completely forget about it. The last week has basically been me being shown around the castle, being taught basic things and updated on what was happening.

      I learned of the Northern Moon pack, and how the pack started of with my ancestor leading it. It was the biggest and strongest pack, not having many wolves involved. After my ancestor had two alphas to succeed, the oldest was given the throne over all werewolf's, the first King. The youngest was given Alpha of the Northern-Moon pack, and total control.

   Every Alpha was given control of their own packs, but the royal was given ultimate control, the ultimate Alpha over all. Those who refused were thrown out as rogues, there were many packs of them and their growing numbers were dangerous. But their numbers were tiny in proportion to the entire werewolf kingdom.