Cecilia's Wolf {Rewritten}

28 | Cecilia's Wolf

Cecilia

For the rest of the week, I alternated my time with Jackson and the pack and Xavier and the coven. A few days thrown in were at home, because my parents wouldn't have been so easy going if I was gone all week and all weekend. It was a week of anticipation and preparation and the pack and coven handled it quite differently.

The club ran a little later and a little wilder each night as the vampires grew excited for the coming battle. They may have been care-free and easy-going when they partied, but they were very excited to rip some werewolves apart this weekend. Xavier said they were ready to end the threat against me, whatever it took.

The pack on the other hand, was getting antsy. Lisa had given Eli the news that the plan was working perfectly. Bane had bought her story hook, line and sinker. He was planning the attack for Saturday night to give the pack a "false sense of security" before attacking. He just sounded like an idiot to us, but that might have been because we already knew that he was coming.

The pack knew that they had the advantage in this battle, but they were still a little worried. They knew that even with the advantage they had, losing someone was still a distinct possibility. It only made me more confident in my decision to keep the coven informed. I didn't want anyone dying in this battle when it was over me.

Eli, Kaden and Jackson all had an argument on Thursday over who should be the one to kill Bane. They all wanted to do it, but Kaden didn't stand a chance against Eli and Jackson. Eli said that he should kill Bane because he's the alpha, but Jackson said that I was his mate and since Bane wanted me, he would be killing him. Jackson won. Some unspoken rule, I guess. I tried to convince him that a little help was never a bad thing, but Jackson was adamant.

I took all the information we had to the coven so they could start their own battle plan for Saturday night. Ashton and Frieda were the lead battle planners in the coven, so they handled most of it. They were going to arrive at the edge of pack territory at sunset and wait until they heard the battle. Then, they'd zoom across the territory to the battle and kill every one of Bane's wolves that they could. I argued that that wasn't necessary. They acquiesced and said that they would only take out as many wolves as they had to for the battle to end, but they would take out the entire pack if they had to. I took what I could get.

While the coven partied away and the pack over-planned, I was just a nervous wreck. I had spent the past month or so getting to know both the pack and the coven and I couldn't help but worry about all of them in this battle. I knew it was inevitable that someone would get hurt, but that didn't take away the obsessive worrying. Jackson would be fighting Bane and I knew he could take him, I'd seen it once before, but I still worried. It was unlikely for him to come out of it completely unscathed and I didn't think I could handle seeing him injured because of me. I also couldn't ask him to stay. I hated it, but I knew how much it meant to him to kill Bane. I would just have to deal with it.

Jackson knew I was worried. He made me repeat after him that none of this was my fault each time before he took me home. As the battle loomed closer, it was harder to believe. None of this would be happening if Bane wasn't after me. The only comfort I had was that the coven would be there as well and Bane would definitely be outnumbered.

Saturday morning found me alone in my room, packing a bag to stay with Alice at the pack house. The battle would be tonight and I would know for sure afterwards that I didn't have to worry about Bane again. I looked around my room, making sure I hadn't forgotten anything. I had to leave soon. I actually got to drive myself for the first time in what felt like forever.

Xavier was at Fangs and he would be there until the battle was over. He'd left last night after giving me a hug and reminding me not to leave the pack house today, not even before the battle. All I had left to do was go downstairs and let my parents know that I was leaving.