Chapter One
After walking around the house, looking for something to do I decide to sit in the garden. Oh yes, it's my birthday and my whole family, is GONE. What a wonderful family. Please, note the sarcasm. I go out to the garden and start to look at the flowers. I then see my birth flower. By the way, the garden is in a green house. That is how we grow plants in the fall and winter. My birth flower is the calendula. A beautiful flower that reminds me of a dandelion. I sigh and walk back thoroughbred door, and walk straight to the kitchen. I go to the fridge and get stuff out to make a turkey sandwich. The problem with me is, I can't eat a sandwich until it looks like a professionally made sandwich. I first get two pieces of wheat bread and lay them on a paper towel, put mayonnaise, mustard, Turkey, lettuce, pickles, cheddar cheese, and horse radish. When finished i put everything away and go over to my sandwich. I look down to the paper towel and it's gone. I feel my face go red with rage. Anyone, who lives with me knows i take my sandwiches seriously. Plus, I don't like to eat after people. The thought of another person's mouth on the item i was eating. I shudder at the thought. It's like French kissing. Just, no. Ugh. I look around the kitchen looking for the culprit. I will call this, The Sandwich Thief. Yup. I'm going all Sherlock Holmes on this. I stomp out of the room and look around. I spot it. My dad. Eating. My. Turkey. Sandwich. "Father. You do realize that you are going to die today. Right." I ask. He turns to me slowly, a piece of lettuce hanging from his mouth and he slowly swallowed. How in the heck did he get passed me? I then sit down. I so badly want to flip the bird and go all Karate Kid on him......But he is my dad. And a retired alpha. And my dad. So yeah. I don't want to die. "You took my sandwich and forgot about my birthday." I say. He looks up and then realises it. "Oh crap! Oh, My Pickles!" He yells. I try to hold in my laughter. His mouth is full as he says it and it sounds like chewy from Star Wars. I then feel tears brim my eyes. "Oh crap. I forgot to give you your present." He gets up, my sandwich still in his hand as he walks outside. Sitting in the driveway, sits a teal BMW. Oh. My. Gosh. My dream car!!!!
I squeal. "Just think of the sandwich as payment. By the way, this sandwich is the best i have ever had!" I smirk. "Better than mom's?" I ask. His face visibly pales. "Dont tell her I said that." You see, my mom is a horrible cook. She knows she is, but she told me not to tell dad she can't cook. So we keep it from him. Last time he insulted his cooking, he was on the couch for a week. So now he refrains from complaining about anything. He is a good mate though.
I look at my dad. I then notice him swinging my keys on the finger of his free hand, while he knows on my sandwich with his other hand. I take the keys and hop into the car. I start the ignition and shift the gear to reverse. I pulled out of the drive way and start to drive. I quickly glance at the radio and try to find the on button. I find it, click it, and Parachute bursts through my ears. My favorite song by the artists is on. Forever and Always. The song is depressing though. In the end he dies after they get married. It's so sad. When I read the lyrics I started to cry. I hear the intro. I start to sing along
She's sitting at the table
The hour's getting later
He was supposed to be here
She's sure he would've called
She waits a little longer
There's no one in the driveway
No ones' said they've seen him
Why, is something wrong?
She looks back to the window
Suddenly the phone rings
A voice says, something's happened
That she should come right now
Her mind goes to December
She thinks of when he asked her
He bent down on his knee first
And he said
I want you forever
Forever and always
Through the good and the bad and the ugly
We'll grow old together
Forever and always
She pulls up to the entrance
She walks right to the front desk
They lead her though a million halls
A maze that's never ending
They talk about what happened
But she can barely hear them
She tries to keep a straight face
As she walks into the room
She sits by his bedside
Holds his hand too tight
They talk about the kids they're gonna have
And the good life
The house on the hillside
Where they would
Stay, stay there forever
Forever and always
Through the good and the bad and the ugly
We'll grow old together
And always remember
Whether rich or for poor or for better
We'll still love each other
Forever and always
Then she gets an idea
And calls in the nurses
Brings up the chaplain
And he says a couple verses
She borrows some rings
From the couple next door
Everybody's laughing
As the tears fall on the floor
She looks into his eyes and she says
I want you forever
Forever and always
Through the good and the bad and the ugly
We'll grow old together
And always remember
Whether happy or sad or whatever
We'll still love each other
Forever and always
Forever and always
Forever and always
She finishes the vows but
The beeps are getting too slow
His voice is almost too low
As he says
I'll love you forever
Forever and always
Please just remember
Even if I'm not there
I'll always love you
Forever and always
After the song is finished, I turn around and head back home. I pull up the driveway, park and walk into the house. I walk in and their where loud screams and confetti flying everywhere. I suddenly heard it. "Happy Birthday Claire!" I clutch my heart and gasp. What the heck?! I look around and give everybody an angry glare. They all get scared looks in their faces and I fall onto the floor and start to laugh. They all laugh and I get lifted up from the ground by Drake. He embraces me in a hug and kisses my forehead.
We were all sitting around chatting after we did all the party stuff and I was sitting in Drakes lap, making swirly patterns on his arm while he was talking to his friends.
"We're under attack! Claire! Get the woman and children to the safe house! Now!" All the fighters rush outside and shift I gather all the women and children, and all the people who are sick, injured, or elderly and take them to the safe house. After that, I am about to get to the safe house myself when I feel a surge of energy go through me. I then feel burning. Oh no. It's happening. I'm shifting. I lock the door and then shut it. With me outside. I feel my spine shift and arch. My bones break apart and expand as I start to shift. "Ahhhh!" I scream. It's so painful. I kneel down on the ground and hold my arm, as the tendons that keep my bones together, rip apart. I feel my mind go cloudy as I feel another being squeeze its way into my mind. I fell my least morph into a dog like structure. I feel my face stretch, and fur sprout all over my body. Then it all stops. I open my eyes and shake my head trying to gain my vision back. After a few minutes everything comes back. There is a fight out there. I can fight. Maybe. But just can't just sit by and watch my pack members die. Get injured. I have to help. I stand up and my legs start to wobble, but I regain my balance. I shake my body to get the irritating dirt from my pelt. I then start to run. I get ti the battle and it's all blood. Red. All I see is red blood. I look around and notice an enemy wolf had advanced on one of our fighters. I ran over and pounced in the wolf and bit into his neck, ending its life. I feel bad for killing, but not when they came for no reason and attacked. I then growl and look around. I then spot, who I recognise as my father, struggling with a wolf. I start to run to help him but another wolf pounced on me. I smell the most amazing smell in the world. Like watermelon and a sea breeze. A weird combination but it was heavenly. The wolf then backs away from me. I see it in his grey eyes. He was surprised. He was my mate. His expression turned stony and his eyes glazed over. He was mind linking. All of the sudden all the wolf's from the other pack stopped attacking and run away. My mate grabs my neck and somehow throws me on his back and starts to run. I try to get off of his back but he growled viciously every time I try to wiggle my way off. I just sigh and stop. I am being kidnapped by my mate and I didn't get to say goodbye. Worst. Birthday. Ever.
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