Blood Moon

20: Time travel

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A tear falls from my face I saw the dove as a sign, a reminder that even though she may be gone she will always be by my side.

Smiling softly I turn to continue breakfast feeling lighter and happier whatever today has to bring I will be able to face it.

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The Liam and Jared came stomping down the stairs just as I finished plating breakfast.

Which of course they shoveled down like wild animals (no pun intended).
As soon as Jarred finished he thanked me and went to Ash.

As he walked out though I heard him mumbling something to do with kicking someone's royal behind if they were there. I couldn't help but laugh out loud knowing that he was talking about Andy.

I started to clear the dishes while Liam got the cars and everything else sorted out.

Thinking about Ash now I realised that she and Jarred would have to share the role of betas of the pack since we we're hoping to join Liam and I's packs completely but we decided to keep it the blood Moon pack. You see they will both be betas but Ash will be my right hand wolf and Jarred will be Liam's so that of course won't change they just will be working together when it comes to any issues regarding the pack. But since Liam's pack is just outside the border of mine we will just join the two and make our pack one by creating a border around the two, which makes it easier for the pack to continue with their normal lives.

After I washed and packed away everything I walked outside and watched as Liam placed a backpack in the backseat.

A small smile grazed his lips as he saw me staring at him and I felt me wolf stir.

I walk to him and I place my arms around his waist, not losing eye contact.

He placed his one arm around my waist as the other cupped my cheek. I leaned into his touch and closed my eyes, feeling the tingles flow through my body.
He placed a kiss on my forehead and gently trailed it towards my lips leaving a soft kiss before pulling away.

"As much as I would love to carry on standing here we, my dear cupcake have a long day ahead of us", he said while holding my hand in his.

I nodded in agreement before sighing.
"Let's get this over with", I said breathing in deeply.

We walked back in the house grabbing our phones and locking the house.
We got into the car, Liam in the driver's seat while I sat in the passenger seat I connected my phone and started my Indie Rock playlist.

Liam held my hand as we drove sending small tingles near my mark.

After our short drive we finally arrived and it's exactly how I remembered it. Most pack houses are in the centre of a pack but ours were near the border, it used to be the centre but ever since the event with the rouges alot of our pack members moved closer to the town, not that I blame them.

I got out the car shaking slightly. Im not sure what I'm afraid of finding inside.

Liam grabbed our bags and followed me up the stairs leading to the front porch. I took out the keys and unlocked it. Breathing in deeply I walked inside, the exterior of the house gave it that cabin in the woods type of outlook although it looked more like a mansion from the outside by its size. The inside looked more modern and open having a lounge to the left and a dining area to the right, there is this huge oak staircase that led to the first floor mainly consisting out of offices and bord rooms for when we have meetings the third and forth floors were bedrooms one of the in particular which used to be my mom's. We dropped our bags in the foyer and walked around the house. Lim decided to explore downstairs while I went off towards my mom's old bedroom. We used to stay here often when my dad went on pack business and only ever went to out old home when he was home. Thinking back to my old home brought tears to my eyes, about six months prior to my mom's death our house was burnt down leaving us with the only option but to stay here permanently. I still remember how my mom painted my bedroom with flowers and all sorts of funny cartoons to make me feel better about the move here.

Shaking me head I walked to my mom's room. It was the master bedroom making it big enough for there to be a queen sized bed and a small lounge by the fire place to fit and still having plenty of room. It was plush and vintage. You could see were my mom's side of the room was due to the vanity and jewelry hangers. Although my dad's side looked almost bare there on his bedside table was a photograph of us three on our last vacation together.

My dad was broken after she passed he didn't know what to do with himself. He was angry at the world and hated this place that was supposed to have been our escape our safe place. Now it held to memories of my mom. When he decided to enforce no shifting he also locked this place away only ever allowing it to be cleaned every so often.

That's when he announced that he was building another pack house and that he was moving us further into town to 'blend in' and eventually this palace began to be an empty shell, a memory of what it was.

My mother's jewelry was now in the attic upstairs along with any of the other valuables that once belonged to her. All besides her wedding ring that now lay in an open jewelry box. It was one I made when I was younger. I walked over and held it the lid was painted with glitter and colourful feathers it had no rhyme or reason to it but she kept it and every night she would place her necklaces that held her wedding ring on. She did that because when we shift anything that we had on broke hence why we always have something attached to our legs to cover up.

Being here felt like I was transported in time completely like my mom was downstairs cooking and my dad was in his office, like nothing has changed at all.

I placed the jewelry box down and decided to go to my room next.

Walking in you would assume that it was for a young child but I was only fifteen. But back then it didn't matter I had fake roses around my bedpost and flowers and vines painted on the walls. There was hidden cartoon characters from my favourite shows hiding behind flowers and roses on the wall. It made it interesting and fun, and I can see why my mom designed it that way because no matter how old is was I just had to come back home and I would be transported in to a time that was simple and calm where noone could hurt me.

She most probably thought I would bring my children up here as well which made me cry. Liam walked in and held me whispering soothing words in my ear.

I hate myself for being so weak but I knew that even if I was a mumbling mess Liam would still think I was the strongest mate he could have ever asked for.

This made me smile because I knew deep down that if we had to time travel and introduce him to my mom she would have approved whole heartedly.

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I know long chapter any-hooo
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Vicci❤️

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