Watching my daughter in pain and not being able to stop it is almost more than I can bear. She is my pride and joy, my little girl and the carbon copy of my wife. She holds my heart like no other, don't get me wrong I love my son, but having a daughter was always my greatest wish, and when she was born my world turned upside down in the best way. I knew she had the gift from a young age, but I was not aware of the physical, and emotional pain and suffering she would endure. Jen is strong willed and she needs to be, this “gift” needs her to be.
As Marcus and I help Jen to her feet, she's shaky but able to stand. I still don't want her to walk, so I carry my daughter to the war room where my Beta and head Gammas have gathered. I know Bex is going to want to be close and normally I wouldn't allow her in the war room, but she is close to Jen, and she may need her, so I allow it, this time. I sit Jen in my chair at the head of the table and everyone gathers around. I look on as Rose puts a blanket on our daughter and gently touches her face. This has been emotionally taxing on my Rose, She is so very close to our girl.
Jen pulls the blanket closer to her face and starts to tell us the rest of the vision. I have heard of the cold ones before, or Vampires, and though I've never met one personally, I know that they are regarded as evil incarnate, but then again so are we.
I listen as she continues with the warning given, “Beware the coming of the cold one. They will be like a friend but look to them as a foe. They bring the end of the night children of Crystal Forrest. Heed my warning, and follow my word. You are my children's only hope.” So the question remains: WHEN….. When will they be coming?
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I can't even explain how it felt watching her. The pain etched on her face, the rapid breathing, the whole body convulsions. I just wanted to hold her and take the pain, take everything away that was hurting her. She is the only girl I have ever loved, a secret that I will carry to my grave because I don't know if I am worthy of her. I know that she is an Oracle, and that she should be a Luna, as she has Alpha Blood, and I am a Beta’s son with a human mother. Tears prickle my eyes as I see her come to, thankful doesn't even begin to explain how I feel. She looks at me and I see the smallest smile on her face and it makes my heart skip a beat, she is everything to me.
Marc and Alpha help her up then Alpha carries her to the war room. We all get situated as she tells us the remainder of the vision, and a fear grips me, just like the one in the room when I watched her struggle. The only thing I can think of is getting her safe and keeping her that way. The cold ones, I thought they were fairy tales, but then again shouldn't I be as well? I mean I'm a man wolf with super strength and speed, and the ability to hear and see what humans could only wish for.
After she has told us the vision, my mom, Bex and Luna help her to her room, she needs more rest. I watch as she leaves the room, my heart reaching for her. How I wish I could just touch her and be the one she goes to. I turn my attention back to Alpha but glance at Marcus, he knows of my feelings for his sister and as many times as he has told me to tell her, I still won't. I can't. She deserves the world, and I want her to have it all. Even if that means it's not with me. Alpha tells us we have to come up with a plan, no one really knows anything about the cold ones other than fairy tales. But isn't there some truth to fairy tales, I mean, they have to start somewhere.
As we break for the night to come back in the morning with our plans, I approach Alpha in hopes to speak with him about Jen. I want to be part of the detail that stays with her should another vision come, I want to make sure she is protected. “Alpha? May I speak with you?” “Of course Teddy" "Thank you sir, I was wondering sir, if I could be part of Jen’s detail, I want to make sure she is protected.” He gives me a knowing glance, “Do you not trust the other's son?” He asks, “It’s not that sir, it’s just I NEED to know she is okay, I NEED to be there for her.” I don't know why I am telling him all this, I'm just laying my feelings out for all to hear and know. I need this, there is no other way to explain it. He looks at me with an understanding I haven't seen before as a smile creeps across his face. “I think it's a good idea you help, and I would be more at peace knowing someone who loves her would be watching her” My head snaps up at the word love. Am I that obvious? “Thank you Alpha” is all I can muster out. I turn on my heel to meet with the others that are going to be in her detail.
There are six of us all together, two people on eight hour shifts. We make out the schedule for the next few days, Marc and I will be with her from breakfast till just before dinner. But I’ll keep tabs through the rest of the hours. As we get ready to start today's shift, I head to the kitchen for dinner. She is sitting between Bex and Marcus, she still looks pale from before, making me just want to hold her close so that I can give her my strength. I sit down next to Marcus and continue to discuss the schedule for Jen’s detail. Bex has decided she will be sleeping in the room with Jen so that she isn't alone at night and the guards can be just outside the door. I do feel a little better knowing my sister will be there. She loves Jen almost as much as I do, and would protect her at all costs. We sat and talked for an hour before the girls headed to bed with the two guards for the night shift following behind.
Allow me to introduce myself, I am Jenni March, I am 18 years old, daughter of Rick and Rose, The Alpha and Luna of Crystal Forrest, a community nestled next to a quiet town in Southern Tennessee. I have lived here all my life and it is the most beautiful and charming place. Between the hills, and the creeks and rivers, its pure bliss.Right now though, I’d like to tell you a story of how I became the Golden Oracle, and how my pack became the strongest in the country and one of the strongest in the world. There hasn’t been a Golden Oracle for the werewolf community in almost one hundred years, and for one to be an Golden Oracle means you have not only clairvoyant abilities but you can feel what happens in the visions as well. In a sense you are second only to the goddess herself. But let's not get ahead of ourselves. I think we may need to start at the beginning. Rebecca Martin, or Bex as we call her, my best friend and daughter to my fathers Beta Josh, and his mate Mary, and I have
We walk into the store and all the handmade jewelry is displayed and gosh some of them are stunning. I wish I had thought to bring more pocket money to buy some things while we are here, but oh well maybe next time. I am walking near the back of the store when I hear a commotion and people start getting a little nervous and excited. My wolf is pacing in my mind as if something is wrong and I can't see Jen so I rush to the front just to see her staring off in the distance with a glazed look over her eyes and her holding onto a table for dear life. One of the patrons offers to call an ambulance, I tell them no as I hold her up gently calling her name. We are getting weird looks as you can see Jen’s mouth moving but nothing is coming out. I'm absolutely scared right now cause I know she's seeing something and from the look on her face it’s terrifying. After a few moments another patron asks if an ambulance should be called, I say no that she's okay, just having a seizure and it will stop
It’s Only been a day since our trip to Nashville, and Jen isn't exactly better, but she isn't worse either. I have been sitting by her side reading to her and filling her in on the gossip columns online when our brothers walk in. Papa Rick sent word for her brother Marcus and my brother Teddy. Unsure of what we were about to face, he wanted all our warriors here for safety. “Any change Bex?” My brother Teddy asks, “Nothing yet, I am starting to get worried.” Teddy comes to the other side of her bed, lightly touches her face as his jaw tightens. I have known for years of my brother's love for Jen, but I never revealed it because he feels he isn't worthy. He is a Beta’s son, She an Alpha’s daughter. “She’ll wake up”, Marcus says as he claps a hand on my brother’s shoulder. He knows how he feels as well. “She is strong as an ox and just stubborn.” I watch my brother again as he caresses her face, then looks at Marcus, gives him a curt nod then walks away. “I wish he would just tell her
Watching my daughter in pain and not being able to stop it is almost more than I can bear. She is my pride and joy, my little girl and the carbon copy of my wife. She holds my heart like no other, don't get me wrong I love my son, but having a daughter was always my greatest wish, and when she was born my world turned upside down in the best way. I knew she had the gift from a young age, but I was not aware of the physical, and emotional pain and suffering she would endure. Jen is strong willed and she needs to be, this “gift” needs her to be. As Marcus and I help Jen to her feet, she's shaky but able to stand. I still don't want her to walk, so I carry my daughter to the war room where my Beta and head Gammas have gathered. I know Bex is going to want to be close and normally I wouldn't allow her in the war room, but she is close to Jen, and she may need her, so I allow it, this time. I sit Jen in my chair at the head of the table and everyone gathers around. I look on as Rose puts
It’s Only been a day since our trip to Nashville, and Jen isn't exactly better, but she isn't worse either. I have been sitting by her side reading to her and filling her in on the gossip columns online when our brothers walk in. Papa Rick sent word for her brother Marcus and my brother Teddy. Unsure of what we were about to face, he wanted all our warriors here for safety. “Any change Bex?” My brother Teddy asks, “Nothing yet, I am starting to get worried.” Teddy comes to the other side of her bed, lightly touches her face as his jaw tightens. I have known for years of my brother's love for Jen, but I never revealed it because he feels he isn't worthy. He is a Beta’s son, She an Alpha’s daughter. “She’ll wake up”, Marcus says as he claps a hand on my brother’s shoulder. He knows how he feels as well. “She is strong as an ox and just stubborn.” I watch my brother again as he caresses her face, then looks at Marcus, gives him a curt nod then walks away. “I wish he would just tell her
We walk into the store and all the handmade jewelry is displayed and gosh some of them are stunning. I wish I had thought to bring more pocket money to buy some things while we are here, but oh well maybe next time. I am walking near the back of the store when I hear a commotion and people start getting a little nervous and excited. My wolf is pacing in my mind as if something is wrong and I can't see Jen so I rush to the front just to see her staring off in the distance with a glazed look over her eyes and her holding onto a table for dear life. One of the patrons offers to call an ambulance, I tell them no as I hold her up gently calling her name. We are getting weird looks as you can see Jen’s mouth moving but nothing is coming out. I'm absolutely scared right now cause I know she's seeing something and from the look on her face it’s terrifying. After a few moments another patron asks if an ambulance should be called, I say no that she's okay, just having a seizure and it will stop
Allow me to introduce myself, I am Jenni March, I am 18 years old, daughter of Rick and Rose, The Alpha and Luna of Crystal Forrest, a community nestled next to a quiet town in Southern Tennessee. I have lived here all my life and it is the most beautiful and charming place. Between the hills, and the creeks and rivers, its pure bliss.Right now though, I’d like to tell you a story of how I became the Golden Oracle, and how my pack became the strongest in the country and one of the strongest in the world. There hasn’t been a Golden Oracle for the werewolf community in almost one hundred years, and for one to be an Golden Oracle means you have not only clairvoyant abilities but you can feel what happens in the visions as well. In a sense you are second only to the goddess herself. But let's not get ahead of ourselves. I think we may need to start at the beginning. Rebecca Martin, or Bex as we call her, my best friend and daughter to my fathers Beta Josh, and his mate Mary, and I have