MOON WARRIORS - PACK #4
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"Stand together
united 'til death"
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:: PACK PRIDE ::
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:: PACK TATTOO ::
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Video made by BeckyStaines
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Alpha Got2BeReal
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CHALLENGE #3 (Short Story) SUBMISSION
Writing prompt #2 - You are sent to observe the Claiming Ceremony between Odin and Charlie. (You are obviously not of the Far North, so pick a pack.) In the midst of the ceremony... You sense your mate...
curveball 1 - #2 Your mate is a practicing healer
curveball 2 - #2 - Your mate is killed and you are
now a breeder for the murder.
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Odin and Charlie
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Humming. That's what in the atmosphere. Arriving to the far north has the air buzzing with electricity of the Unknown. Strange feelings simmered in my body for this ceremony which is tradition, the Old Ways they say, not knowing the events that will happen in so forth.
Suspension is thick and heavy, stuck and unable to remove from the scene. Holding hands with nature that is surrounding us to show that it is here to stay till the end, never letting go. For me it's unnerving.
Out of the corner of my eye I spot Odin pacing wearing the grass flattening it so it looks like the path has been used for year by wolves young and old. He looks ill inside. His father standing broad as ever looking upon the small crowd that had suddenly appeared. No facial expression cracks upon his face that might show he he's feeling for his eldest. Is that was comfort looks like between father and son. Nothing.
Invited to watch this ceremony has me wondering will I ever find my mate? Will he brooding? Will he be loving? It's a question that I think every female wishes she knows before meeting the one that she is destined to be with.
Sounds of drums playing bring me back from my day-dreaming. The dancing of wolves celebrating decorate the space as I hear the sway of bangles. Turning my head sees the Charlie girl walking down the aisle with the silver chain lingering in the air and from her nose. She has been painted, the different patterns upon her sacred canvas only for Odin. She takes the hand of Odin to which he's leads her upon the stacked up rocks. Emotionless expression is painted upon that innocent face. A pang in my chest for her. It's a part of life for a Luna.
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Charlie's covered face passes me. Odin doesn't hide the solemn look that is in his eyes. Drumming immediately stops as they walk from the eye line of everyone, indicating the end of the ceremony that has just happened.
Eyes. Piercing eyes follow my every moves as I follow the crowd out. Pin-like feeling stab me from the soles of my feet all the way through my body to the top covering me. Something big is going to happen.
A growl sound out behind me instant stops me. Shivers run through my body. Footsteps sound out behind me have my turning.
"Mate," his husky voice produces. I take a step back unable to process this. The smell of herbs saturate his olive skin everywhere has me know what exactly he is. A healer. Doubt crosses my mind.
I tremble to which this seems to concern him and he takes a step forward and I return with a step backwards.
"I apologise, I don't wish to scare you my mate. I'm Bjorn."
"Well, Bjorn how do you know that I'm your mate?"
"Don't you feel it? The pull between us. Electricity is flowing."
I was trying to kid myself but how am I supposed to with him. It's impossible. So I walk away from him hoping he actually follows, he does.
His pace quickens with mine until we're alone at the edge of the woods. Facing one another has me knowing that this trip to
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the far north wasn't just for the ceremony. It was fate to meet my mate, who is my destined to be.
"What's your name mate?"
"Emilia," I replied shyly. I can't believe this is happening, my anxiety buzzing through my veins. I don't want to leave my family. How will my mother cope with my departure, I will miss my brothers and my beloved father.
"Time to go home Emilia," he turns sharply towards a beat up of truck which I'm guessing is his. I hesitantly catch up with him and step into the truck with the unknown ahead.
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Bjorn agrees to follow me home and waits for me to tell my family who I have found and for me to pack to follow him from the far south to his pack.
Nervousness is what I feel. Sweaty palms that I can't get rid of. The crunch of the gravel becomes prominent underneath the cars wheels. I take a sneak peak to my right to see his face. A ghost of a slight smile appears on his face has my own lips twisting up.
The car come to a holt to a small and cozy cabin on the outskirts of the pack.
"This is home now Emilia."
Home.
It's doesn't feel like home. My home was back with my parents. This foreign feeling in the pit of my stomach is making itself known. I don't like it
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As I step into the home I am hit with the healer smell of herbs of different kinds, books stacked upon a shelf making the shelf look like it might collapse with the weight and the thickness of the books.
He shows me around the place. A beautiful solid oak table and chairs fit beside the fitted kitchen. A worthy attribute in my eyes. He then takes me to the bedroom filled with a double bed, a chest of draws and a connecting bathroom. "Emilia, this is where we will be sleeping together. The house you can have anything you want just don't make any trouble within the home. This is your house as well as mine now."
The wind is knocked out of me with what he said. He trusts me instantly and he's only known me for a few hours. It's trust that I will not misplace.
Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months and months turned into a couple of years. The bond grew and happily to say we are mated. I love him. Didn't think I would say that. I have come to terms with him being a practising healer. It's unusual for a male to do it but I'm happy for him. Although I don't like the looks the other males give him whilst we are out. But they don't say that one they need help from him. I'm proud.
Children. We have avoided them because I am simply not ready for them yet. The heats have been hard. Making sure it doesn't happen. But eventually I will happily have children with him. I feel sorry for the Luna though her she has breeders if she can not conceive. I wouldn't be happy, angry in fact that one of the breeders may have the Alpha's pups.
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Recently there has been some conflict between our pack and the far south. Unfortunately and don't know what has cause it. Bjorn knows something but won't tell me anything. It makes me uncomfortable to know that there might me a war that breaks out at anytime. They may launch an attack upon us?
I got to bed that night with an unsettled feeling in my body. Just a feeling that something may go wrong somehow but not knowing what.
Shouts startle me out of my bed. Looking over at Bjorn's side to find the side is empty. I feel his side knowing that he hasn't been there for a while. Panic rises within me and has me shouting his name through the cabin finding that he isn't there. I open the door to find chaos people and wolves running, some that are and some that are not from our pack. Realisation hits me that this is an attack and its there and then I spot Bjorn running towards me but not before someone grabs him ripping his throat out.
Slow motion vision has me trying to comprehend what had happened in front of me. Tears sting the back of my eyes threatening to spill over. I weep and run to Bjorn not think of the consequences that will come to it.
I cradle his head close to my stomach, tears now rolling down my shaken face. In denial that this isn't happening. Denial that someone would do this but has. I rock his body back and forth knowing that he will never get to say a word to me anymore or show me the affection that he loves to pour out to me or that the words 'I love you' will never be said to me or that he will never ever be able to comfort me when I'm at my lowest point.
Hands grab my arms pulling be back from my dead mate. I'm thrashing around trying to make him release me to just be with him. My heart is shattering, leaking from me witnessing what
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happened to him. Why? That is the questions I ask. Why does it have to be him that has his throat ripped out.
This man pulling me away from what I loved -no love more than anything that has comforted me in treated me well everyday possible. "Alpha want to see you," his voice breaks out.
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From that day the man, I still don't know till this day, gave me to the Alpha of the far south. He revealed that I was to be his personal breeder. My skin crawled when he revealed that to me. I didn't want to be a breeder. Why did he have to pick me? There are many other females that would me wiling to carry his pups. But me, no I won't let that happen. I've tried to escape before but it's not been successful.
He allowed me to live in a cabin with two other females who were also his breeders. I've have been crying my heart out as he had already tried to produce a pup with me. I just wanted to shrivel up and die right there. When it happened I just cried all the way through it.
I stayed in the cabin as much as possible but I had to leave tonight and the two other females offered to help me get out of this place so I could run and get to another pack.
Tonight was the night. Everyone was in bed. I had to leave through the back door, silently. It was nerve racking thinking that I might not make this. But patience worked and I ran and ran as fast as I could. I didn't look back. A howl alerted me that they knew I wasn't there anymore. I couldn't be put back into that cabin.
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:: POINTS & BADGES/TATOOS ::
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CH #1 POINTS: 50
CH #2 POINTS: 135
CH #3 POINTS: 950
TOTAL POINTS: 1135
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♪ Song: "Lady of the Dawn" ♪
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