Fine Line ( under construction)

Chapter Two

"Sybil, come back here." My father calls from his office as I walk passed.

Pausing my steps, I roll my eyes and slide into his office with a sigh.

All I wanted to do was take a shower and go back to bed, but my father obviously had other things on the agenda.

Not to mention he hated when I took naps during the day, since they were 'a waste of perfectly good sunlight'.

I'm sure it would be a long lecture about my behavior, and then I would be sent off to 'think about what I have done'.

His green eyes scan my face as I sit down in a leather chair in front of his oak desk.

He places a document to the side, glaring at me from across the desktop.

"How do you feel?" He quirks a brow.

I dig my fingernails into the leather arms of the chair.

"Peachy." I spit out, placing a sweet smile on my face.

His eyes narrow.

"Your little party last night caused the pack to lose ten acres of land." My dad clenches his jaw tightly.

I furrow my brows, "what?"

He nods, tossing a group of papers across the desk at me.

I take them in my hands, wincing at the images.

The trees surrounding the bonfire were all marred black. The once green grass was gone, completely obliterated by the fire.

All that was left was the skeletons of the pine trees.

The fire must have spread after I left, because it seemed contained the entire night.

"How is this my fault? I wasn't the only one there, and I certainly didn't put the party together." I scoff, tossing the pictures back towards him.

The top warriors' children were the ones who always organized parties on pack land.

Emmet, Jake, and Weber.

They were sort of my friends, but I had no part in planning the bonfire.

If anything, they should be punished- not me.

"You are the future Alpha! The children and teenagers of this pack look to you as a role model! That is why it is your fault!" He seethes our, his Alpha voice cutting through me like a sword.

I flinch back, my eyes stinging at the corners.

"You need to get a grip on reality, because as of right now you have showed me nothing but immaturity." He continues, his voice more even now.

I swallow the lump in my throat at his words, knowing that they were true.

"I thought this whole 'party girl' act was a phase, but it has lasted for years, and I'm fed up with it. I can't keep making excuses to the elders for you." He sighs, eyes tired and lips set into the thinnest line.