Hers To Claim

Chapter 13: Hers To Hope.

~We Need To Talk~

Chapter Thirteen: Hers To Hope

I really wanted to go to The Blue Moon pack and live with Becky and little Bear but this is my pack and though they’ve given up on me, I’ve not giving up on them.

So I sucked up all my sulking and chose to stay, hoping that things we’ll get better. Hope is so blissful, it can be your greatest strength but also a deadly weakness. Having hope makes you brave, strong and optimistic.

And then there's being hopeless, Losing hope makes you feel like the world’s gone cold. It’s like a slap in the face for being so naïve but that’s one thing hope isn’t. Hope’s not being naïve, its faith. It’s believing that the world is a good place even after seeing all the evil the world has to offer. Unfaithful mates, resentful packs, murderous rogues, wicked she-bitches and the greatest destroyer of them all, love. Through all that, Lycan and I were still hopeful.

Hopeful that things will change for the better. Funny thing is I’ve just been reading some werewolf book and the girl just had the same epitome. Can’t wait to see how it ends.

“The pack wants to meet with you”, Lucreasia said abruptly storming into my room. She does that a lot, so I’m used to it by now. “Luc this book is so…wait what did you say”, I asked her. It’s not like I was reading the most fascinating werewolf book ever and got caught off guard. I wonder if the humans who write these know we read them and exist.

“Your parents, Harris, Ramirez and I explained everything. Well the whole fake mate thing you had to do to stay alive, not the whole they’ve been living with a fake Luna as well. Blair, It’s not fair that your dead to the pack when you’re part of the reason there’s still a pack to begin with”, she said but the words were just flying around my mind not really settling in. “What?”

“Do you always have to be slow get off your ass and come on”, Lucreasia said pulling me from the bed and out the door.

In front of us stood hundreds of pack members with Harris my parents and Ex alpha Ramirez standing in front of them. Lucreasia yelled a ‘We’re here’, typical and all heads turned to me.

They didn’t snare, glare or shun me. I was a couple pack members I recognised before I left, Orso’s friend, the trainers, my friends from high school, hell I recognised everyone who was here before I left and some unfamiliar faces guess they must have joined in my absence. They all looked back at me, with longingness? They were all waiting. Waiting for me?

“Ah, she’s here”, Ex Alpha Ramirez gestured towards me and Lucreasia pulled me forward to stand in between her and her mate. “What’s going on?” I quietly asked.

“What my son has continued doing is wrong, there’s proof that you didn’t commit treason so why must you be punished any further for something you didn’t do. The pack has decided to stand as one against Chrisshiano. If he tries to make you dead to the pack again, we’ll turn on him instead”, Ex Alpha Ramirez said.

Lucreasia kept her assuring grip on my hand strong, Ex Alpha Ramirez held onto my shoulder supportively while my dad stood behind me with my mum running smooth circles round my back. They cared. They all cared.
 
“You’re going to deem the Alpha dead to the pack for me”, I said in disbelief. The collective pack has the right to do that especially if every pack member agrees with it. “Every pack member must agree though”, Harris said and I clutched my knuckles. “Jenna”, I spat the she-bitch’s name. “Honey it won’t matter if Jenna agrees or not she’s not here to disagree and that counts”, my mum said.

“We’re your pack and after what you did for us we’re sorry we didn’t do that sooner. We should have stood by you. What’s a back if we stand against one of our own? I admit I was selfish to send you to the rogue lands you were still an un-shifted pack. You could have easily been killed. But you saved so many pack lives and honoured all those we already lost. On behalf of everyone and myself. We’re sorry”, EX Alpha Ramirez said and the rest of the back simultaneously said sorry too.

“The pack loves us”, Lycan said jumping up and down doing a little dance. This is the first time she’s truly been her happy self since we got here. ‘That’s the first time you called them our pack, tired of being a rogue wolf?’ I told her.

“I might have been born in the rogue lands but this is my pack always will be”, she said aloud so that everybody could hear and I gave her a little laugh.

You’re wolf being happy is the greatest feeling.

A howl tore through the place and Lucreasia’s wolf stood before everyone. Everybody started shifting. I shifted into Lycan and we stood before the group of wolves. The pack. Our pack. We howled to the moon goddess to hear our call.

I felt every each one of the pack wolves open up to me. Serenity, peace, unity, love. I’m not dead to the pack anymore. At least that’s one thing going right.

I expected Chrisshiano or Jena the she-bitch to make an appearance and hear her blab about who this is wrong and so forth but neither of them showed. Call me a pessimist but I was kind of disappointed. Maybe wolfie styling in one of the rooms in the pack house is much more important than a threat to his alpha hood but then again. Chrisshiano never was one to actually give two fling fucks about anything.

After the whole pack initiation I went back to my room in Harris’ house. As proclaimed, Chrisshiano will only be dead to the pack if he tries to pull that shit on me again. He told me he loved before I left. I might have not said it back but it was still there. Did I really have to say the words? Where did all that love go?

I sighed, thoughts like that don’t lead anywhere any way so I brushed them off and went back to the novel I was reading earlier before someone burst through the doors, Again!

There some words that tear you down no matter who you are, I love you, I don’t want you, and we need to talk which in a way means either of the two is going to happen but given my history it’s definitely the second one.

When someone says we need to talk, you find yourself asking what the hell did I do now. Did I do something wrong and forgot about it. That’s what happened when my wonderful mate suddenly burst through the doors. All heaving and panting like a disgruntled mutt. Not the best way to describe your other half but then he said those dreadful words.

“Blair, we need to talk”, Mars said and I was horrified.

Author's Note

Cliff hanger Mwahaha.😈😅😂

Coming to the end of this chapter I was serious surprised with myself. I had serious writers block on this, I was stuck staring at the first line for hours and the whole plot I had in mind just disappeared.

When I get blocked like that I feel super incapable and it’s just a little depressing. Then I thought about all my readers and after taking a break and binging insatiable on Netflix I came back to this and I was like, in Lycan’s famous word: Let me at ‘em.

Beside I was really tired of Blair and everyone sulking but it was hard to do because I was from reading a very, very, seriously, super depressing book and I cried my eyes out. I know. I know, some days my tears just flow, don’t judge me. I hope this turned out okay though. I was trying to hold back my heartache from pouring in here so I think I did well.

What do think Mars wants to talk about?

Did you love how the pack stood up for Blair, she deserved it all the same.

That's how backs should be commited to each other not shunning each other.

Team Mars where you at, this ones for you...

Don’t forget to leave your thoughts, love, comments and votes. I be happy when you do. Means alot really. See yah in the next chapter, mmbyeee loves ~ Tisha💛