We were many now, yes, but we weren't slaving away like we had to work for our lives or to survive, we were almost doing it leisurely. We were in no hurry after all.And I quite honestly liked it like this, everyone chatted and joked while we worked. Daryl, class clown that he is, was keeping us very entertained alongside a guy named Lee and another man, a bit older, maybe in his forties, called Oscar, who had a very dry sense of humor.I felt like we were coming together as a pack. No divisions here, no old pack members, no new pack members. We were all just the same.So we all stopped working on the tables and those still dusting and sweeping inside all came out to help get the chairs out.Two people had to grab a really high stack of chairs from the truck and gently carry it out and set it down. Then the stack would be disassembled and each chair was carried off and placed around where the tables were, but with enough spacing to make sure, washing and drying would be easy.The chai
He looked over at me and rolled his eyes smiling and shaking his head slightly. "Very funny." He thumped his leg on the floor."Don't tell me, now you're checking the roof for stability." I teased again.Which, now that I thought about it, would actually turn out badly for us if it isn't in top notch condition.But there's no way his foot stamps could cave in a roof anyway. Surely."No, actually, checking for rats and scorpions. They don't particularly like sound vibrations so if there are any, they'll come out."My smile drained from my face."What?"He thumped his foot again, in a different spot."Which part didn't you hear, the rats bit or the scorpions? Those are two of the things that freak you out the most right?" He ended his question with a smile.My shoulders relaxing, I moved to punch him in the arm.He just laughed it off."You're lucky it's not true, I would have used you as a shield." I told him.He moved to another corner and thumped his foot again."Really? All this ins
Rejected Alpha under editing!!!An: I didn’t know how to post a message for everyone to see, so I just decided to do it here. Hi, my name is Sharon and I’m the original author of this book, I posted a couple of comments in the comment section sometime ago when I first discovered my book had been stolen/plagiarized. It was very upsetting to me by the way, to have my work stolen like that. I reported it to the editors of this app and they helped me and gave the story back to me. Anyway, I’m saying all this because I’ve read a lot of complaints in the comment section about how chapters are repeating and some don’t make sense and that scenes seem to have been cut off. Well this is all true. So I’m going to do my very best to go through everything and do some heavy editing so that you can enjoy the story but I will keep updating while I am editing. Thank you all for reading. ***************She took the end of the hose and used it as a makeshift mike, belting out the lyrics to a Disne
First thing I registered was that I was wet. Dripping wet. Drenched right down to my underwear. Best part was I could still feel a steady stream a water splashing me in the face.I raised my hands to shield my face against the onslaught of water that was currently attacking me.Just then, the pressure on my face disappeared and was probably directed elsewhere.Slowly, I opened my eyes and was met with about ten pairs of worried and curious glances. "Hey, are you alright?" Mavis was on one side of me and Raven on the other. Apart from that, all the rest around me were the kids who were previously rinsing off the tables and were now staring at me with their curious glances. Also in front of me was a little blonde girl with pigtails, holding the end of the hose, pointed directly at my face, but thankfully, not streaming with water anymore.I watched almost distractedly as drops still escaped the end of the hose and landed on my leg. Drip. Drip. Drip. Wait, I'm on the floor?"Adri
She couldn’t communicate…Communicate.There are other ways to do that.Quickly, I jumped to my feet and started looking around.I think hearing me fidget around her house made Evelyn come back out. She stared at me as I continued rummaging through some drawers and eventually found a pencil, and some old newspapers. That ought to do.I handed her the pencil and flipped through the newspaper to find some small free space where she could write.She stared at the pencil in my hand like I was trying to hand her a grenade."What?" I asked. "It's just a pencil, please take it, and write stuff out, what's wrong with you? You gotta tell us what happened to you out there." I tried to convince her while still holding out the pencil.Still, she refused to take it, just staring at me with a blank expression."Evelyn, the pencil is not gonna bite you, just take it. And here's some paper, you can write in the corner here. Please."Reluctantly, she took the pencil from my hand and together we talked
The rest of the days passed by quickly and it was finally time.And now, as Mavis put it, I just need to look pretty and party it up, because all major preparations were handled and out of the way.Which is why I was over analysing myself currently in the mirror.It's Saturday and the time has come.I was in an off white dress which Mavis approved of but didn't really agree with.'Oh come on, it should be white, like pure white, you'll look like a princess."I'll look like a bride, it isn't a wedding.""Isn't it sort of?"I thought about that for a while.The statement stunned me more that I thought I should have.Was it like a wedding? Was I getting married? It was a unification ceremony, which is what happens in marriage, wasn't it? And we were already mated, wasn't that like the wolf version of marriage?I mean, I used to fantasise about my wedding day some time back, before I knew this whole world was real. And yeah, I'd always loved the idea. Being proposed to, the cliché song pl
I quickly tidied up my room, put all the extra stuff away, and grabbed all the wrapping and my tea cup to put them away in the kitchen. I'd been so nervous I couldn't even finish my tea.I poured the rest out in the sink and threw the wrapping papers out.Damon had already taken the lead and was at the great hall, probably along with everyone else once I looked at the clock. 6:14pmI'm already fifteen minutes late.Skip the walk, I'll just take a car there.I arrived at the great hall, thank goodness, it didn't look like everyone was at a standstill and just waiting around for me.I parked a little way down since there were cars all over the place already and walked about five minutes to the hall entrance.The place was magnificent. It almost looked like something out of a fairytale. The grandeur of it all. And I was rightly mesmerized.I got in and was immediately found by Raven, who asked me what had kept me for so long. She called out to Mavis who was talking to a couple of chil
The moonstone. It was an actual moonstone. "Stretch out your hands," She instructed us. We did and then she gently removed the moonstone from its velvet encasing and placed it on my palm.Damon covered my palm with his, and placed his other hand under while I placed my other hand on top.Latifah nodded for us to go ahead and we recited the ancient mantra that we'd discovered in the ceremonials book.I'd rehearsed it over a hundred times; one, because I was nervous and two, because it was in a language I did not understand, hence pronunciations were hard. Damon on the other hand had absolutely no trouble at all learning it, it was like he read it just one time and got it down. Did he speak Latin or what? Luckily, we, and mostly me, said it through without a hitch, and right on cue, one of the massive clouds covering the moon moved out of the way and the moonlight came shining down on us.Latifah placed both her hands over ours, and also recited something that I know translated as