With Rosa gone making the extra protection potions takes a little longer. I did not realize how much I relied on her to guide me in making these potions. Sometimes, I find myself second guessing what I already know while other times I make simple mistakes that I know better than to make. When Rosa was here, I did not second guess myself because she was constantly with me keeping an eye on me. Now that I rely on just myself, I find it much harder to keep track of everything.
Dante wants to help me with the potions but there is not much that he can do. With the threat of the witches closer than ever we have to amp up the defense classes and add in some moves that would be more oriented towards witches instead of other wolves. I still feel as if we should tell the rest of the pack what is going on with them and I think that Dante is starting to agree. He has not fully admitted it but it seems ridiculous to try and keep this from them much longer since we know more about wh
We managed to gather up the rest of the herbs rather quickly after our tumble on the forest floor. Turns out after we let out some pent up frustrations and found a way to smile some more it helped us to think clearer. With the clearer thoughts we were able to get our work done much faster than before. We got all of the ingredients back to the den before heading home to rest for a while. Tomorrow is the day that we are having the pack dinner so I have to get a lot of potions done tomorrow before then so that we can add them to everybody's drinks.Before Rosa left she made sure to let me know that most potions can not be mixed with other potions or else the effect will be neutralized. I want to make sure that everybody gets the most out of the potions so I am just going to make a general protection potion for everybody to drink. Dante is planning a punch that has some sherbet in it that will hopefully help mask the flavor of the potion.For dinner tonight, we
Today is going to be a long day. Today is the day that I spend the entire day making potions and then after slipping them to the pack I have to come clean to all of them. I know that this is what I wanted but I am still terrified that they will not accept me anymore after I tell them all the truth. Who would want a Luna that comes with that kind of bounty on her head?Dante does not seem worried about it and says that they will all continue to love and support me no matter what but I just do not see how that is possible. How will they continue to let me teach their children and the women how to fight?These worries are not going to help me get everything done in time though so I might as well get out of bed and get going. I haven't even opened my eyes yet because I want to drag on my last little bit of peace for as long as I can. The future is so undecided that I want to live in this moment of safety. As I finally open my eyes a squint, I look over to Dante's side of the
My head is pounding. I am not sure why I am laying on the ground but it feels like I got hit by a car. What exactly happened to me? As I slowly force my eyes open, I can see Dante leaning over me looking worried. I can see his lips moving but cannot make out what he is trying to say. I am sure that he is talking but I cannot seem to hear anything he says past the ringing in my ears. I let out a small groan as I try to sit up.Dante helps me get to a seated position and then continues to support me with an arm behind my back when he sees how unstable I am. There is a weird taste in my mouth that I just cannot place. All I ate today was the lunch that Dante dropped off and I drank water from the stream nearby but maybe the taste comes from the fumes from the potions that I have been working so hard to make all day?When I continue to not answer Dante, I finally hear him through our mind link say, "Are you okay? Why aren't you answering me?"Even through the
"What are you talking about? Do you know who did this to me?" I ask her confused."Not for sure. I have it narrowed down to a couple of people. It seems like they do not want to wait until they know who you are for sure to attack. Did you get a good look at them at all?" She asks me."No, I thought that Dante had dropped off my lunch but he told me that he did not so it must have been someone else. I am assuming that I was poisoned but as a werewolf I do not see what they thought that they would gain from poisoning me." I admit."Not sure. We know very well that werewolves do not respond to poison like others do. Maybe they thought that your witch side would offset your wolf side and you would be affected worse. Do you know what it is that you ingested?" She asks me hopefully.I just shake my head and say, "No idea. I was hoping that you would be able to tell me actually.""Is there any food left? If so I might be able to identify the poison. It mi
I find myself relieved that we are going to tell the pack everything before giving out the potion. Whenever I considered giving them the potion unaware I was struck by guilt. Would they feel like they were being poisoned if I gave them all potion without their permission? That is not something that I would want for somebody to do to me so I refuse to do it to them as well.Even though the guilt is gone about forcing them all to drink the potions, I am now terrified at the thought that some of the pack members will refuse the potion now. It is impossible to protect them all at all times so what am I supposed to do? There really is not much that I can do besides try to support them in any way that I can but this is not something that is going to come easily to me.Sensing my inner turmoil, Dante reaches over and grabs my hand. I slowly relax as he begins to rub circles on the back of my hand while we watch everybody arrive. It should not be too much longer and ever
It is finally time for us to make the announcement to the rest of the pack and I think that I am more nervous for this than I was for the Luna ceremony. That seems like it was so easy now but I remember that then I was a bundle of nerves. That is exactly how I feel now just a whole lot worse. Now, I have to tell them all of my secrets and hope that they still want to keep me around after they learn all of them.Dante walks up onto the porch so that everybody is able to see and hear him. As soon as he reaches the porch a hush falls over everybody in attendance. Each and every pack member looks at him with the confidence that he will not lead them astray.I have not seen many people able to hold an audience without even speaking the way that he is right now."Well, as you know, recently we were able to welcome our wonderful Luna into our pack!" Dante says enthusiastically. To my surprise the entire pack starts to cheer for me. I had not expected it so I blush
After everybody finally stopped coming over to assure me that they do, in fact, want me to stay here in the pack with them, things finally calmed down enough for us all to enjoy the dinner. Before tonight, I had always been afraid to fully open up to everybody because I was afraid to say the wrong thing. Now, I find myself being a little more of a social butterfly and flitting around between people to talk to everyone. At one point I even thought that I had spotted Lovette lingering nearby.The entire pack is dancing to loud music and just enjoying themselves. Tomorrow is the day that we have to get down to business and start making our plans for possible attacks. Tonight, we are going to enjoy each other's company. Every time that I spot Dante he is watching me with a smile on his face. I did not realize how much I was holding back when my secrets were still secret."Hey, so is it true that you can turn into other animals too?" I hear from behind me.Turning, I
"Are you going to try and stop me?" Dante asks me quietly. "No." I reply much more breathless than I anticipated. Instead of answering me, he just continues to let his hands roam while kissing me passionately. It is hard not to get lost in my mate. Everything he does and everything he is screams to me. I never thought that I would be able to have this much feeling for one person before but what Dante manages to make me feel has me second guessing who I am. What all I would actually do for this man. I moan into his mouth as he brings his hand underneath my shirt. Slowly, he inches his hand higher as if he is daring me to stop him. We both have enhanced hearing so I stretch out my awareness and make sure that nobody is about to walk in on us but I do not stop him. At this point the thought of stopping makes me feel as if I am about to implode. Each touch of his hand makes fireworks go off. Every time that his mouth moves on me I feel a line