I wake up around 4am, the sun has not yet lite up the world, but the wind is howling. I slept in one of the tents last night, Alpha Maxwell and most of the day yesterday moving people into the rooms as they where cleaned out. When I made the lists of the cleaning order for the rooms I put mine last, the rest of the leaders in the pack are right before me. I want the main body of the pack to be housed first before we are. I learned from watching and helping Alpha Maxwell over the last 10 years that this is how a good leader acts, we help the people first, make sure that everyone has what they need and then we take whatever is left over.
I change into some clean clothes and leave the tent, I walk into the kitchens looking for coffee. Miss Tilly is already in the kitchen.
"What are you doing in here so early?" I ask her.
"I am always the first one in the kitchen, it is my job to turn on the oven's and dishwashers, so that they are all warmed up
As the pack starts to wake up I head back to the kitchen so I can talk to Miss Frankie. I know that she will be there making breakfast. "Hey, Miss Frankie... I'm sorry to come get in your way, I just need a few moments of your time." I tell her. "Of course, what can I do for you Queen Annie?" She asks me. "There is a hurricane coming, due to hit in about 24 hours, I have a list here of all the food we have, in every kitchen and cooler and everywhere. What I need from you is a list of what else we need. We have generators here, so we will not loose power, but the stores might, and even if it is only for a few days that means we will not be able to but anything refrigerated for at least a week while we wait for the stores to get deliverys. I am so sorry to drop this on you like this, but I need the list done in 1 hour, I am going to send warriors to the stores in one hour, so please, be ready." I explain to her. "I understand
The next guard shift arrives a few minutes late, the explain that Alpha Maxwell was speaking to them about the upcoming storm, so I let it slide that they were late. I slowly walk down the steps of the wall, and make my way across the grounds to find Annie. I find her in the middle of helping a mother move her 4 children into the castle. They had been staying in one of the large family tent's, we had been trying to move all of the families inside, but it was a slow proccess. As the wind whips throught the castle turrets it causes a loud whistle making the children scream. I chuckle at them as they run past me with their arms full of their bedding. They are helping move their things into the castle, but the winds whistling has caused them to run the wrong way. "Hey there handsome, how was your night?" Annie asks me as she walks up to me with her arms full of tent bags. I take them from her because they are heavy, and I don't like to see her c
I spend all day running around helping the pack get ready for this storm. We move everyone into the dorms we have set up. We move all of the tents and the loose items into the castle as well. I tie down all the bigger item's that we can't take in to the castle, I tie them to the cars, or to the tree's, or to the pillers arround the buildings near the castle. I don't really care about loosing any of these things, most of them can be replaced pretty easiely, but I would be heart broken if one of these items was to fly through the air and kill a child, or a member of my pack. I check on the warriors who are boarding up the windows, thankfully the castle doesn't have any glass over its windows, only the other building within the walls. There are still a lot of windows, but most can be reached from the ground or a small folding ladder. The warriors are making good progress, so I leave them to their work. The castle does have windows, they are just open holes, most o
I take Greyson back down to the dining hall, to check the schedule, if I am remembering right his father, Nolan, is on patrol right now. Whenever his father is on guard duty or patrol his mother, Janet, spends most of her time helping out in the kitchen. She gets worried about Nolan, so she likes to keep busy, Greyson is supposed to be in school with the other first graders, but I think everyone is a little distracted by the hurricane prep we are in the middle of. "Hey, have you seen Janet or Nolan?" I ask a group of warriors that I find gathered in the dining hall chatting. "I think Nolan is on the wall, but Janet is in the kitchen with Miss Frankie, the last of the food just came in, and she was helping find a place to store it all." One of them tells me with a small bow. "Thank you" I answer back and carry Greyson into the kitchen with me to find his mom. His pain killers finally kicked in, so he is no longer hurting, but still, I am bringing h
We join the pack as they file into the dining hall, we take our seats and wait while Miss Frankie and her staff finish setting up the buffet dinner. I greet the pack members as they pass us. Some look happy, others look scared. "Queen Annie, King Ansel" Ryker says, bowing her head to each of us in turn. "I have an update on the storm, it is moving faster than they originally said." "Then... When will it hit?" I ask Ryker. "It will make landfall in in 2 hours. Depending on how much the storm slows down once it makes landfall, I looked it up, hurricane's slow down once they hit land. But sometimes they slow down a lot all at once, and sometimes it takes time... But the news is saying it will get to us in the middle of the night rather than in the morning." Ryker tells me. "Very well... how are the preparations going?" I ask him. "We are nearly done, I let everyone break for dinner. I think we have about an hours worth of
I grab one of the throw blankets to cover myself just incase someone else comes in the room before Ansel does. But I don't need to worry, I am only waiting for a few minutes before Ansel walks in the room. He freezes in the door way, stairing at me. His eyes move up and down my body, as he bites his lip, but he doesn't move. I hear footsteps coming up behind him, causing Ansel to growl so loudly it makes me jump. Suddenly he slams the door shut, locking it at the same time, and then he is on the bed over me. Stairing deep into my eyes, a low rumbling growl leaves his throat in the most seductive way, making my pussy flood instantly. I lean up and kiss him, hard. Ansel kisses me back, as he grinds him hips into mine, making me moan in a low voice. I reach up and unbutton Ansel's shirt, he kisses my neck as his hand trails from my knee, slowly up my thigh, bringing my shirt up with his hand, to my hips. His fingers tighten, squeexing my hips as he pushes his pelv
I wake up to a soft knocking at the door. I am wrapped up in Ansel's arms, covered in blankets, I feel warm and safe, this shiney after glow moment would be perfect if there was not someone knocking on the door begging for my attention. I look up at Ansel, he is still fast asleep, I want to let him rest, he put in a lot of work last night. I try to slip out from under his arms, moving nice and slow so as not to wake him. I inch my way out of the bed, the moment I stand up I notice that my whole body is sore in the best way. Every time I more I feel the shadows of Ansel's touch on my body. I look around for something to wear, the first thing my eyes fall on is the sheet from the bed, laying on the floor next to me. I wrap myself up in the sheet and answer the door. I instantly regret opening the door. Standing there in front of me is my father, and I do not want to see him. "Ben, what can I do for you?" I ask him, my voice is in a for
We spend the day in the smallest of the castle's ball rooms with the children, making paper flowers, butterflies, and snowflake's to cover the walls. The smaller children simply scribble on paper with random colors, insisting that their art work also be taped up onto the walls. We serve them lunch in this room, finger sandwiches cut in the shapes of hearts, stars, and circle's, which I imagine must be the only cookie cutters the right size that Miss Frankie could find. We also have chips, cut fruit, and carrot sticks. After lunch I teach the children how to make beads out of colored paper. Then we string them onto necklace's. The older children help me make a very very long paper chain, we hang it all across the room, from the walls, the chandelier's, and the candle brackets near the doors. By dinner time that evening the whole room looks like a craft's store threw up in it. There is rather a mess of crayon writing on the walls, and paint spilled on the dance floor's. But th