An echoing howl, a mournful wail
Before the uncaring frost all lives are frail
It's clammy hands and frozen heart
Cannot tell any life apart
It comes in an omnipresent, silent mist
And leaves without mourning lives to be missed
Our cries of sorrow fall upon deaf ears
As the hoarfrost collects on those we hold dear
As unwilling as the cold is to warm
Our hearts are frozen forevermore
Without our friends to warm our hearts
We are frozen sculptures
Soon to fall apart
Jenna's pov
Time to party!
In 30 minutes!
Mom sent me back to change my dress and shave my area properly.
Bubble bath time.
I put ony favourite song
Ooh-ooh-oo-ooh. Oo-oo-ooh! Oo-oo-ooh.
Slave driver, the table is turn; (catch a fire)
Catch a fire, so you can get burn, now. (catch a fire)
"Keep it down jenna!"
Slave driver, the table is turn; (catch a fire)
Catch a fire: gonna get burn. (catch a fire) Wo, now!
Ev'rytime I hear the crack of a whip,
My blood runs cold.
I remember on the slave ship,
How they brutalize the very souls.
Today they say that we are free,
Only to be chained in poverty.
Good God, I think it's illiteracy;
It's only a machine that makes money.
Slave driver, the table is turn, y'all. Ooh-ooh-oo-ooh.
Ouch! I just cut myself.
Slave driver, uh! The table is turn, baby, now; (catch a fire)
Catch a fire, so you can get burn, baby, now. (catch a fire)
Slave driver, the table is turn, y'all; (catch a fire)
Catch a fire: so you can get burn, now. (catch a fire
Ev'rytime I hear the crack of a whip,
Will my mate be into bdsm?
My blood runs cold.
I remember on the slave ship,
How they brutalize the very soul.
O God, have mercy on our souls!
Oh, slave driver, the table is turn, y'all; (catch a fire)
Catch a fire, so you can get burn. (catch a fire)
Slave driver, the table is turn, y'all; (catch a fire)
Catch a fire
I came out of this bath with bruises on my legs.
Omg.
My mom changes the dress I was meant to wear to something super revealing.
A low v neck plunge with two high slits.
I ain't getting laid tonight.
Time to party for real!
We head to the main packs house and all the omegas here look pretty.
"Presenting the Alpha!" A strange voice announces and the alpha steps down.
He really is beautiful.
He steps down with his beta and beta female.
The search for a mate begins.
Soon after a scent of pine wood and lavender hits my nose.
I walk outside and I see a boy, wait a man with brown hair and a beautiful suit.
He's human, right?
I step closer and the face of the alpha is revealed to me.
I close my eyes and the sense of warmth dissapears and reappears.
"Mate" the alpha growls
His scent has changed.
He leans in and kisses me.
Maybe I was in his bed that night.