Freya stumbled on the guest room.
She decided to sweep the memory of Quil's awkward confession, his outwardness that scared her the most, and the fact that he is way too confident. She decided to let the rest of her dark morning off to bed, but the mirrored shelves had her thinking the opposite.
At first, she decided to roam around the comforting guest room. Pictures of the group of friends were hung up, even Emily and Sam. Freya couldn't be more thankful knowing that she did set the two up to meet, and for years now— their relationship seems to get stronger as it passes.
Freya touched each picture, each of which are poorly taped with decorative tapes. A smile dancing on her lips when she saw she's included, and then it passed a few people until one picture of Emily and Sam fell at the pressure she placed.
Freya bent over and picked it up, but once done— her curiosity seeped in when something was written on the back. ❛ Shelf Number Two ❜, it was written in Navajo though she was able to understand it having to be taught of the language by Native Americans from Arizona. She clutched the picture and glanced at the glass–paned shelves.
Tapping her feet on the floor, she then went over to the shelves and searched for the second shelf. It was another mystery she's solving, but it was dangerous to find out and she had no idea. Once on it, she rummage through the books when she grabbed one and it was oddly thin.
Eyebrows raised, she grabbed it and bent over to see that there was one more book inside. Grabbing it, she glanced at the title. ❛ Lycanthrope ❜, it says.
Every time she flips a page, she discovers more. She questioned her sanity, is this to be believed of? Werewolves, tribes, anatomy, origin and. . Imrpint? ❝ This must be some type of joke, how is this even published— ❞
She stopped herself when there was no publishing house on it's back, the authors were the great great grand father of Sam whom he mentioned numerous times. Followed by his great grand father, his grand father, and so did the whole family tree follows.
Heart beating twice as fast, she lifted the book and was about to bring it back to it's original place when two papers slipped. At first, it was about a pack, a member's purpose and rankings and the second was. .
A map of La Push.
The boundaries of which are marked with red lines, there are destined point in every border. As if someone has to protect that part of the border, there were arrows following everywhere.
❝ What the hell is this kind of mystery? ❞
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hello everyone! we are at least 75% done with
the book and i will be ending it very very soon.
though before we shed tears and hatred for me ,
I would just like to say that I am not Native
American to know the language of Navajo.
There are not much translations online that's
why I wrote the Navajo writings in English,
This is also to prove that I am not here to
read over reader's discrimination of the story
just because of this mistake. I'm pretty sure it's
not my mistake that I'm not Native. As we
all know Sam's tribe is fictional yet it is
based off of Native American that's why I based
it off Navajo because it's the most known.
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