EDEN POVI simply tried to quickly brush the conversation about the "rebirth" talk with Scott. "Hmmm, I think it might be getting cold already. Why don't we head back?" I said rubbing my arms together.Scott simply gave an approving nod.The moment we got back, everyone seemed to have fallen asleep. Today had been one of a hectic day and my body screamed for rest, but my mind was restless. I couldn't shake off the thoughts and questions that had plagued me ever since the talk about the "rebirth" began.I couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding. It was as if there was a hidden danger lurking beneath the surface, waiting to reveal itself. The others seemed so eager and excited about the prospect of today but I couldn't shake off this nagging feeling that we were playing with forces beyond our comprehension.The events of the day played in my mind like a movie reel. The discussions, the theories, the excitement in everyone's voices while we headed back to the shelter. But amidst a
EDEN POVThe next morning we had set out to go back to our pack. We had taken another shorter route so we could get back before dawn. Scott seemed to be in the front while he stared at the paper map in his hand. "So, what is your pack like?" I asked Leon.Leon glanced at me, his eyes reflecting a mixture of pride and nostalgia.I stared back at him waiting for his response. Leon and I had met the first time Scott had sent him to relay a message to me, meeting him during this short trip made me a little guilty of our first encounter. "Our pack is quite unique," he began, his voice carrying a hint of warmth. "We are a tight-knit group of individuals who have come together to form a family, bound by our shared love for the wilderness and our inherent wolf nature."He paused for a moment, as if collecting his thoughts before continuing. "In terms of structure, we have an alpha pair that leads the pack. Currently, Scott and I fulfill those roles. We make decisions for the pack, ensure
EDEN POVI was getting tired of hours of being in the sunny woods but soon, a pack different from the one I recognized as Silver moon pack became visible. As I looked at the pack approaching us, I noticed that it was indeed different from the Silver Moon pack I was familiar with. The wolves had distinct markings and a different aura about them. Intrigued, I turned to Scott, who seemed to be taking pride in the sight before us.My curiosity couldn't contend itself as I asked Scott what pack we had arrived at. "The Moon Star Pack!" he responded. "Who's pack?" I questioned back. "It's all mine, what do you think?" Scott exclaimed proudly, his voice tinged with satisfaction."I can't help but to say wow, the aura of the wolves here is different!" I responded, staring at them with amusement in my eyes. Scott grinned, his chest puffed up with pride. "That's because this is the Moon Star pack," he said, his voice filled with enthusiasm. "They're known for their unique markings and their
EDEN POV"Hey, I'm Scott's brother. You can call me Cameron!" He said as he edged towards where I stood, his hands gently held mine into his before leaving a soft kiss on them."If my brother keeps being an ass to you, it won't mean I will!" He said with a tensed stare that crept a little smile on my lips. "That's enough introduction already," Scott chipped in instantly as he held my hands and pulled me towards his side. A chuckle escaped Cameron's lips while his hands went above his head in surrender. "Don't forget, I'm always here!" Cameron said yet again with a wink."I don't think there would be a need for that, Cameron, Fiona isn't that kind of girl!" Scott said and I instantly wondered why he would defend someone he wasn't interested in. And what did he mean by 'I wasn't the type of girl?'As the conversation unfolded, it seemed that Cameron was making an effort to establish a connection with me.He seemed to be showing a more amiable and supportive attitude compared to his
THIRD PERSON POVScott nodded, grateful for his mother's understanding. "That's a good idea, Mom. Fiona, would you like a tour of the pack house? It's not as big as some of the others, but it's home."Fiona smiled warmly, her silver eyes sparkling with curiosity. "I'd love that, Scott. Lead the way."Fiona absurdly halted in her step after she realized that they had been into the woods for days and she probably just had her birth once. She smelt her clothes and she could perceive some weird smell. "I don't think now is the right time to tour me around your pack!" She said and that had left Scott curious. "Why is that?" He asked. "Because, I think I stink?" Fiona responded. "I do not think so, you don't stink or look bad to me!" He said, Fiona felt she should be grateful about what he just said but sadly she wasn't. Fiona couldn't help but feel self-conscious about her appearance and the lingering smell from their days in the woods. Despite Scott's reassurance, she couldn't shak
Scott and Fiona had headed upstairs to his room. All through their way upstairs after he suggested they head to his room had been silent and tight-lipped, when they finally got to his room. Fiona was stunned at how clean and well-kept it looked. The room was impeccably organized, with everything in its proper place. The walls were adorned with a few tasteful posters and artwork, adding a touch of personalization to the space. The bed was neatly made, with a cozy comforter and plump pillows. A small desk stood against one wall, accompanied by a chair and a laptop.On the opposite side of the room, there was a bookshelf filled with an array of books.Fiona couldn't help but be impressed by Scott's attention to detail and his tidy nature. She had expected a typical boy's room, with clothes strewn about and cluttered surfaces. Instead, she found herself in a serene and inviting space that reflected Scott's organized personality."Wow, Scott," Fiona finally spoke, breaking the silence
Scott's body was very hard against Fiona and she couldn't help but bit the bottom of her lips shyly. Fiona wondered why he was this close to her or was it because he was trying to show his possessiveness?Fiona paused for a moment, feeling the weight of Scott's gaze upon her. She took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts before responding."I am someone who believes in fighting for justice and protecting those who can't protect themselves," Fiona replied, her voice steady and resolute."I come from a background where I've witnessed the consequences of unchecked power and the suffering it can cause. That's why I've dedicated my life to being a voice for the voiceless."She met Scott's gaze directly, her eyes conveying a sense of determination and sincerity. "I understand the importance of loyalty and the bond within a pack. But I also believe that true strength lies in doing what is right, even when it's difficult. I want to help you find that better way, Scott. To create a world wher
The moment they had gotten to the border, they had noticed that the news received might be false. There had been no sign of any captured rogue."Leon, I thought you said a rogue had been captured around the borders?" Scott questioned while he glared around. Leon glanced around, a frown etching deep lines on his forehead. "I'm just as surprised as you are, Scott," he replied, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "The information I received was from a reliable source, but it seems something might have gone wrong."Scott crossed his arms, a mix of frustration and concern evident in his expression. "We can't afford to rely on false information, especially when dealing with rogues. They're dangerous, and if there's no captured rogue, it means they're still out there."Leon nodded, his eyes scanning the horizon. "You're right, Scott. We need to be cautious. Let's regroup and reassess the situation. We can't let our guard down."The duo retreated to a safe spot away from the border, their min