For once in the last year things felt slightly normal when me and Leo had spent the morning eating our breakfast and casually talking and laughing with father, mother and grams. We didn’t discuss Zach, Violet or any of the horrible things that had happened since we’d all been torn away from each other time after time. Instead we spoke of how relieved and happy everyone was now that they were back on their homeland, Grams told us that she spends parts of her days helping to patrol and how much she has become to enjoy it and her plans to visit Lundberg the following week to see some old friends and Wayne.We told mother and Grams how well the night wolves were doing and their decision to stay at the camp and call it their home, and our plans to visit them. Father told us that Caleb had finally been able to re-open the rest of our land after it being closed off for an entire year, and both me and Leo passed each other a playful glance, sharing the same thought of going back to the lake j
*Warning, chapter contains use of graphic violence*Me and Leo barely slept a wink last night as we thought over the fact that we had managed to convince Caleb to give us what we wanted, although, it was more Leo that did the convincing. When he had marched us into Caleb’s office, Leo was determined not to take no for an answer, regardless of Caleb insisting he needed more time to think it over.Leo almost flew into a rage, demanding Zach be dealt a brutal penalty for his crimes, and that technically if Zach hadn’t have run away when we escaped, we would have killed him ourselves anyway, or kept him as our prisoner ready for the night wolves to take as their own. The whole time Leo argued with his father, I stood there in shock and pride to see how much he had changed when it came to his parents. Back when we first came back into each other’s lives, as much as he tried to help and defend me, he was always still quite reserved when it came to standing his ground and his choices, but ye
I inhaled a long relaxed breath as my head rested on Leo’s chest, with my eyes closed I gratefully basked under the hot sun. We’d been coming here every evening for the last week since we took Zach to his death, just to remind ourselves why we bestowed him such a vicious death. It was for this… for everything we were so close to never experiencing again. Of course, the night he died, it did plague me, Leo, Izzy and Dante at first, we had barely spoken a word to each other when we walked away. We felt a slight sense of guilt, almost convincing ourselves that we must be monsters to allow him to die such a painful death, but when me and Leo woke up the next morning safely in each other’s arms and no longer a black cloud over our heads, we actually felt relief. We felt safe, calm and ready to move on with our lives, leaving the pain of what happened behind us, including the ones who caused it.Caleb had announced to the entire pack the following day after Zach’s death that they no longer
One week later:It was surprising and interesting to see how quickly everyone including myself and Leo were trying to readjust to pack life. Both of my parents had resumed their responsibilities almost the moment they set foot back into Whitlock, and the usual hustle and bustle of the village paths began every morning and evening just as it used to, and sometimes I’d look out my bedroom window and watch them all pass by. They’d causally greet each other, wave and smile and I’d sometimes feel this strange notion in my stomach from how normal and unaffected everything seemed to be, as if the last year never happened.Even though a wall was still being built right in front of their eyes, no one seemed to take any notice of it, or even of the shambled trees along the border that had been snapped and ripped apart during the battle. Of course, it was only natural that everyone wanted to get on with their lives, especially now that we all felt a lot safer and had finally destroyed our enemie
As I sat patiently whilst he wrote down the last part of his notes, he finally looked up at me with a warm smile.“Right, now that’s sorted, is there anything else you wanted to discuss, before I have to head off and be stuck in my office for the rest of the day?” “Actually, yes. There was one other thing?” I mentioned reservedly as I was unsure if he’d take to my second idea as well as he did with my first.“Ok, well, tell me”. He encouraged heartily, with a keenness to hear more.“Well, it’s actually about Zach and Luke”. I started and he instantly frowned with confusion.“What about them? Don’t tell me there is a fourth person they were working with…” He said with a hesitated look in his eyes.“Oh, no, it’s nothing like that”. I smiled with a dismissive wave of my hand.“Thank goodness for that!” He breathed out a sigh of relief with an amused grin.“No, it’s just about the pack they came from, Clemonte..”“Ok, and what about it?” He asked with a curious expression.“Well, I don’t
I had to get out! The sun was shining, and I was dying for some peace and quiet, especially after what happened at breakfast... dishes and glass being chucked across the kitchen again! I had locked myself in my bedroom the moment the commotion started, and I didn't bother stepping out until father had managed to calm the situation.But the sun beaming down on my back just fed a calmness into my soul that I needed, and I focused on that small delight whilst I sketched the pretty black raven in front of me. He seemed to be enjoying the sun just as much as I was, he was happily basking, curiously bopping his head around to watch me. Perhaps he found this part of the woods just as peaceful as I did... The sun rays glistening on the clear lake behind us and the sounds of the grass and leaves gently flowing in tune with the warm breeze.His feathers looked polished and soft, thick and strong, ready to carry his whole body wherever he wished to go. I envied him, in fact, I envied all creatur
“I love the colours, very vibrant Raven. I’m looking forward to seeing it when it’s finished”. Professor Colin commented as he stopped at my easel.“Thank you, professor”. I replied as I tried to concentrate on the little flower petals I was painting. I was a little perfectionist when it came to my art. Although I wasn’t ‘out there’ and overly imaginative like the other students, creating weird and different images all mixed together. I was always more of a nature girl, anything scenic like a meadow, or a deer standing under the trees in the rain with its fawn. Or fresh raindrops glistening off of a giant spider’s web. Some of the students here and even when I was at high school would call it boring, but I call it real! Beautiful life!“Five minutes left, Raven”. He informed me as he slowly ambled to observe everyone else’s work.I finished the petals and sat back to look over my work, only to see I still had over a quarter to finish.“Ooh, another field!” Jaqueline ridiculed as she w
“Oh, come on Raven, please don’t be difficult!”. Mum groaned as she held up the dresses for me to choose.“How many times do I need to tell you I’m not going!” “It’s just one evening. One evening, Raven, and that’s it, you don’t have to bother for another year”. “Ugghh”. I growled in my throat with frustration. “Mum, what is the point in me going? I don’t have anyone there to talk to, it’ll be boring, besides no one’s even going to notice if I’m not there”. “Oh, for goodness sake, you’re not a child, so stop huffing and just pick one! Just do this for me and your dad. As it is, we have to come up with some lie as to why he’s not going, it’ll just be even more suspicious if we have to lie for you too”. “You don’t need to lie for me, just simply tell them, I don’t want to go”. “Raven! I am asking you to do this!” I exhaled in a humpf as I got off my bed. “Ok, fine, that one then!”. I told her as I pointed to a long strapless black dress. “At least with it being black, hopefully I