The king’s words just added to my stress. They would be going to war in a week, they were stressed themselves, what could I do to help them stress less? What could I do to help Rose?  I went to Alpha Bush but it seemed as if something had chirped in him and seeing me riled him up so I apologized and stepped away without even saying another word. There was nowhere I could help, my head drumming as if to split to a thousand pieces with my hands shaking from it yet I thought I would go insane if I continued standing where I was so I rushed to the kitchen. The heat just knocked me on the face, heads turning with greetings coming but I was barely there. I moved around, helping where I could but I ended up creating more of a mess. “Luna, I think you need to go rest.” One of the ladies said with me snapping out of it and shaking my head. “No, I said I would

A glass of juice was pushed towards me, feeling weird to just be sitting there when all were eating. My head turned to the king, nodding my head in appreciation to take the glass with my free hand, bringing it to my lips. I had not eaten in so long I was afraid of what would happen when I drank the fruit juice. I took slow sips, bringing it down, the taste suddenly feeling foreign to me. The king suddenly pushed his plate back and stared up. I placed my glass down, staring at his food which was not even quarter way in. I frowned, wanting to see what was wrong? Did he not like it? His eyes wrecked through all the pack members, all eating with none talking, all enjoying. My eyes trailed back to him, wondering what was wrong. He pulled his hand from mine, taking me off guard, it slipping away as I cursed in my head. He pushed his chair back, slipping from it with all stopping what t

 The king was the first to get up. He did not hide his vulnerability from all his people but none saw, all in a hole of sadness no one to pull them out of. The king held out his hand to Brum, their hands connecting with Brum stumbling up. His wounds were closed just as mine but sure every part of him was haunted with nothing but paralyzing pain. The two relatives stared at each other, hands behind each other’s necks in understanding. I doubt Conri was that close with anyone else, even with his deceased brothers.   They stumbled from each other yet Conri held onto Brum, taking all his weight as he limped. Brum held out his hand and I took it, pulling from the floor not sure what to say or do from there. How could a person recover from that? How and what could we do for Rose? My body stumbled up, Brum’s arm coming around my waist with my back still drenched with my blood but the wounds having closed.   Our footsteps echoed, all three walk

Thick towels were lain on the bed, rushing to the bathroom just as the door opened, the two men walking in carrying the king to carefully lay him on the towels. A dish had been grabbed from the kitchen. I filled it with warm water. I poured my body wash gel, taking the towel I used to bath and walked out. Brum stood, his body by the window, looking out at the grounds as Stern seemed as if he would faint staring at the king, stepping forward and back from him as if afraid he would die. I walked closer, setting the bowl on the bed with the cloth dipped in and twisted in a squeeze before gently wiping at the king’s skin with bubbles left behind which I wiped again. I cleaned him up, every part of him cleaned. A towel was wrapped just above the dirty shorts then I pulled them down, the towel covering. My hand slipped in, trying not to touch anything I was not supposed to touch, cleaning his waist where the band of the

“Can you take me to the Mermaid Lake?” I said to Stern, my fingers running through his fur for him to freeze then purr, falling under my spell as I caught him in my web.   He relished in the feeling before turning around, my hand drawing away. He took off running, staring back at me, seeing that he wanted us to race. I giggled, he could never win but I gave him his head start as he bolted away. I shook my head, picking up my speed and running after him. His ego would be crushed, deciding to lower my speed as I ran a few feet behind him. He ran with his all, poor him. My eyes turned, taking the forest in as the night fell on it and it was beyond breath taking. There were flying insects, some with glowing bodies and others with glowing eyes. Their sounds just brought the forest to life as it buzzed with such enchantment and I was so taken by it.   It was stunning.   I wished I could come running at night with the king, it