Finally, everyone is here, I am dressed and it is time to go take a look inside. I have no idea what all is in here but I do know that it could be anything. I might find all of the answers that I am looking for. I also, might find more questions.
As I push open the front door, I notice that it looks like somebody has been here recently. While it is just as overgrown and derelict inside as the outside is, you can still see some footprints in the dust. I point them out to Dante as I get ready to head for the note that I saw through the window. I am not sure what all is on the note but I am sure that I do not want everybody in the pack reading it. It is most likely just a goodbye not from my parents but still, I would like to see what it says before anybody else does.
I take in the pink wallpaper that is covered in little princess crowns, my unicorn bedspread and the previously pink carpet with sadness. There were so many good memories here. I still find it difficul
As it is getting late, we decide to camp inside the tree line. I would like to camp closer to the cabin but with most of us sleeping at a time, anything can happen. "I think that we should take turns sleeping. Peter I want you to keep watch with one other person first. Every two hours we will switch off in groups of two. Laina will get to sleep through the night and I will be in the last set to stay awake. If you see anything you wake everybody up do you understand?" Dante practically orders everybody."What exactly are we keeping watch for? You keep acting like we are in danger but you have not told us any reason for believing that." Peter argues back as always. This guy is really starting to get on my nerves."Didn't you see the fresh tracks inside my old house? Whoever killed my parents must have been coming back for some reason. I do not want to find out what it is by being snuck up on." I say."That could have just been someone out for a hike that fou
With shaking hands, I open the letter and steal myself for what may be inside of it. Knowing that I need answers does not help the sudden sense of dread that fills me as I begin to read the letter.Laina,I know that we have not met before and I am sorry for that. My name is Elle. I am your father's mother. It might sound strange after all of this time to have me leave you a note but I am hoping that you will find it before anybody else does. What I have to tell you should be kept a secret from anybody that you do not trust completely as it could mean life or death for you.The reason that I never met you is because I am a witch. When your parents met, I tried to dissuade them from staying together as it is forbidden for one with witch blood to mix with other supernatural races. As witches, we do not tell our male offspring about supernatrual species because they cannot actually use the same type of magic that we can. Your father knew nothing about werewolves or
A little shaken after the revelation of my heritage, we decide that it is time to go ahead and pack up to head back to the pack house. I really want to see the cottage one last time before we leave though. It is unlikely that we will be coming back so I would like to have the picture in my memory."Dante, do you happen to have a camera with you?" I ask."Yeah, I think I do. If I don't then I do have a cell phone that we can take pictures with. Why?" He asks."I really want to go and take pictures of the place before we leave. It is difficult enough for me to remember what it looks like. It will only get worse as time goes by." I admit."Alright, we have time if we go now while the others pack up. Let me grab the bag and we can go." He says."I am going to fly ahead of you to make sure we are alone again. We were just there yesterday but somebody could be there now." I say.He nods at me and I shift into a bird before leaping into the s
I make it back to him without any other distractions. He made it halfway to the cottage and waited in sight for me to emerge. Luckily, nobody else noticed him. I turn into a wolf and land next to him. Instantly, he starts whining and nuzzling me. Through the mind link he keeps telling me how worried he was about me and how happy he is to have me back safe. I know that I was only away for a few minutes but he must not be used to letting people go into danger without him."Do you know the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack?" I ask through mind link."Vaguely, I never liked nor trusted the guy. Something about him has always seemed off so I tend to stay away from him whenever I can."He tells me."I am pretty sure that is who was in the cottage. I have lots to tell you when we have time. Remind me never to trust the guy if we meet him." I say.He just tilts his head at me and we head back to the others. This is going to be a long discussion to have with him. It
I go to the gym with the intention of following my previous exercise regime. What ended up happening, I am not quite sure. I just know that when I got in front of the punching bag, I started to take out my pent up anger on it. The result? I might have broken it. Just a little bit. Just a small explosion. My bad."What happened here?" Dante says with a chuckle as he comes down the stairs."I do not know what you are talking about." I say as I stand in front of the bag and try to hide the worst of the damage."Don't play coy with me. What did you do to that punching bag? How were you able to break it? That was specially made for werewolves." He says in disbelief.Maybe I was a little more angry than I thought when I came down here. Also, maybe before I held back on my strength a little without realizing it. The result? Whoops."I was just exercising and the thing exploded!" I say mocking innocence.He does not even entertain
Dante and Kevin worked on the schedule for classes for quite a while. Each introductory class will be larger than the more in depth classes. Once a week there will be a remedial class to go over what everybody learned the previous week. Each remedial class will be larger as it will be full of anybody that wants to do extra work.As my first class to teach is tomorrow, I spend the evening working out a plan with Dante on what all I should cover during the first class. Basic punches and blocks are a must but kicks will be saved for later. Dodging is also something that needs to be taught right away so if we have time during the first class it will be addressed as well. This is going to be the first thing that I attempt to do as a Luna. It is exciting and terrifying all at the same time."Are you ready for your first class?" Dante asks the next morning while we wait in the big gym across town for people to begin arriving."I think. I know what I am doin
The adult class may have went rather well but the kid's class is another story. Their attention span is much shorter and they seem to not want to listen in general. As I sit there and try to get everyone to pay attention again I let out a frustrated groan."Luna, if I may, maybe they are all just too full of energy after being at school all day." Kevin suggests."They might by. What should we do about it though?" I ask him.Instead of addressing me, he turns to the kids and barks at them, "Hey! Two laps around the building. When you get back I expect you to be listening and at attention.""I guess that works." I say as they all start running out of the building. A few lag behind but the general consensus is them all running with an abundance of energy.As they run their laps, I decide that I might as well do some warming up as well. I did not have to do much while the adults were here but I have a feeling that with these kids I will need to take a
After about 2 weeks of classes everybody is improving quite nicely. They seem to be getting more energy to get through the classes and gain confidence in their moves. We are going to introduce them to sparring at the end of the month. Right now their version of sparring is just dodging attacks from someone else.Lovette is the name of the lady that came to me after the very first class. She might be a little shy and quiet but she catches on really quickly. I have never seen somebody so determined to be good at fighting like she is. The first time that we had a private lesson, she came in with bruises on her ribs but would not tell me about them. I let Dante know through our mind link which just made him even more furious at the lack of evidence he seems to be finding to link anybody to the bullying situation. This is leading us to believe that it might be be a family member which makes us feel sad for her. What kind of family member does something like that?