Annaya's POV:
"Okay girls so first up packing!" I say as I drag Harmony and Melody to a room full of all our clothes combined that I had prepared.
"Okay so what's with the sudden going to India thing." Melody asks.
"Oh well you see I am blind so I need to go to India in order for healing with the healer wolves." I answer.
"I didn't know healer wolves existed. I thought sapphire wolves were the only special kind of wolf." harmony says.
"I didn't know they existed up until a few days ago when I met a witch named Kelshara." I said.
"Oh as in Kelshara the pure." Melody says.
"Yeah how did you know?" I was curious about her response.
"Well I am a little werewolf history nerd you could say." Melody answers. I wonder what Harmony is interested in.
"What do you like to do, Harmony." She says as I hear her typing on a device.
"Oh well I am a giant tech geek. I love coding and game development. I want to go to college for that." She answers. Oooo! Game development. That's cool. But two are smart for me to understand.
"Melody, do you want to go to college for history?" I question.
"Oh I want to be an archaeologist, I love finding new ruins that could be related to our past. Quite exciting for me." She answers. History, something I have a small interest in but still a subject too smart for my peanut sized brain to understand.
"How about you Naya?" Wow no one has ever asked me what I want to do. I haven't thought about it either. I do have a dream to learn as many kinds of fighting forms as possible. My rogue foster father would always say I may seem stronger than many but I am only but a foot into the real fight. Ah true words they were.
"Well I do want to learn as many kinds of forms of fighting as possible." I answer.
"Don't you already know fighting." Melody questions.
"Yeah I do but I don't know all of them..." I continue.
"Okay so since we are going to India we need to pick out some cute outfits." Melody says.
"Agreed, we will help you Naya since well you are currently blind." Harmony says straight forward. Straight to the point. I like it.
"Okay so Melody and I always have the same outfits just in different colors. I know naya that you only like to wear well black and masculine clothes well." Wow that's pretty accurate.
"But we are here to bring you to a new style of clothes. We will give you a little comfort and make sure they are either black white or grey." Melody says.
"Okay so we will be going there for 4 days so I say 4 outfits should be good." I say. There is silence. They gasp. I alert my senses for danger but then understand that they are gasping at me.
"Are you dumb. We need at least two outfits per day not to mention special occasion outfits in case there is a welcoming party. The people there will probably give us beautiful indian outfits as well so we must go shopping with the she-wolves there." Harmony squeals in excitement.
Indian outfits are one of my favorite styles to wear. They are a tad bit itchy but I love how they aren't skimpy and short like outfits you find here. They are full coverage, femening and masculine at the same time. I simply love them. All the indian outfits I had no longer fit me since I don't have any indian clothes since I left India, unfortunately.
"Okay so 10 outfits, 2 fancy outfits, some hightware and that's about it." I correct myself from my previous statement. They both nod.
"Okay do our first outfit we planned is simple black skinny jeans for all of us and then off the shoulder crop top with hawaiian/ bohemian flower prints on them." This went on for about 2 hours before we had completely finished packing. We were all wearing the same just in different colors. Apparently Melody is a more blue shade person and Harmony prefers red shades. I like the fact that they match their outfits. This is my first time having "girlfriends". I am usually surrounded by intense testosterone so an increase in estrogen is kind of refreshing. It was currently 12 in the afternoon. We were going to leave by 1 o'clock. We all brought our suitcases outside and headed to our own rooms to freshen up and change. I was wearing a simple adidas tracksuit. Comfy and perfect for travel. Marco told us that he would teleport us to India and leave. He said Zander and Mason were going to help as well because a there were the three of us and large suitcases.
1 HOUR LATER...
"Okay is everyone ready." Marco asks. We each had one suitcase that we were holding.
"Zander, Mason on three." Marco announces. "1, 2, 3" I felt my stomach churn. My blindness helped the dizzy visions that would come when we teleported. That was a plus point. We were currently outside the pack house. We didn't have to worry about intrusion because Maco as the alpha contacted the healer pack in Mumbai so we were allowed in. Marco, Zander and Mason bid us farewell as I knocked on the pack house door. I saw curious eyes looking at us. The energy that was radiating from the p;ace was very hopeful. It felt nice. The door was answered by what I guessed was a housekeeper. She led us to the living room and asked the three of us to wait in the living room. The place was grand but homely at the same time. There was beautiful tapestry telling stories of Ganesha. One I recognised easily. Yes I am blind but I can touch and feel the tapestry to know the content. Speaking of india culture and gods we were during the perfect time. It was diwali. Yes Diwali. The festival of lights. Something I celebrate but I don't have anyone to celebrate with. Hopeful I can enjoy Diwali to my fullest this year. I am bummed that I won't get to see the decoration and fireworks. It can be possible if they can heal me fast enough. I was brought out of my rain of thought when I heard a bunch of footsteps and people speaking hindi. The people who were speaking sounded awfully familiar. Too familiar. As the Alpha and Luna and I think their two twin sons entered to greet us, I heard voices gasp. I sniffed the air for a better understanding. Then it hit me. This smell was so familiar for a reason. The alpha and luna of this pack were my rogue foster parents. I can't say rogue now. Correction. The alpha and luna of this pack were my oh so kind foster parents. This trip just shifted from low-key to high-key real fast.
Author's Note:
Hello my little Shadies! To updates in one day. I am proud writer. Yessss Sir. Annaya met her foster parents who she thought were rogues. *insert shocking gasps*. What do y'all think. Please like, comment, share, read, vote, comment, and FOLLOW! 😋😋
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Werewolf"Hey Coco!" Annaya screamed. In front of my whole family. The whole table gave me disapproving looks except for Harmony and Melody. I liked the gal because she was like an actual sister to me, unlike the rest. Stuck up snobs. I mean live a little. "...
