Chapter 33 - Entourage

My mother and I head back to my entourage of 13. I have a great feeling of my guards potential. Call me crazy but my intuition says to expect great things. We walk into the kitchen and everyone's having a great laugh with my dad's shenanigans. I roll my eyes, I swear he's never serious, but I love him anyways. When we come into view the guards look like medieval butlers, they fall into line and "Luna" they announce. My dad laughs. I sit and listen as my mom goes over her plans for decorations and expected behavior by the guards. My mom seems to have everything planned out. I'm kind of just sitting there stunned in my own head reflecting on what's happened in the last few weeks. I can't believe I'll be 18 in three days. I still remember being the scared, alone orphan. Reflecting on everything it gets me thinking. "Hey mom, what would've happened if you guys didn't find me?" I interrupt their conversation. Call it rude but I've been wanting to ask for awhile. "Sorry to interrupt but I've been curious about it for some time" Dahlia states. You could hear a pin drop, everyone is starting at me and then staring at my parents waiting the response. My dad breaks the ice first. "If we didn't find you, you would still have force shifted on your 18th birthday. Additionally, you would have grown up without the certain protection spells we used to hide who you are" my dad said. "So basically, I'd have no home, no family and I'd have to fend for myself?" Dahlia said. "That's correct, plus you would have been in grave danger, someone would pick up your scent eventually" my father continued. "Glad it turned out the way it did" Dahlia said. "Sorry again, continue" Dahlia said. Their stares lingered on for a bit, but I didn't care, at least I got the answer I was expecting. They continue on with their plans. It's amusing the 3 she wolf guards are actually excited, like they've never done anything like this before. Chances are they haven't, Jackson's said their lineage is born into it. It's not surprising, everything in the world of wolf has it's proper order. "We are gonna start to put decorations today, we still have a few hours left before sunset" my mom stated. "As you wish, Lady Emma" Paige replied. "Where is the party location mom?" Dahila asked. "Oh, it's in the garden, it will be so magical" My mother stated. "I see, I'm glad I haven't seen it, I want it to be a surprise" Dahlia replied. My mom orders the guards "You 6 are in charge of the hanging decor and lanterns, the other 6 are in charge of placing the furniture and setting the tables" My mom said. "I will show you whats expected, okay? my mom said warmly with a beaming smile. "Jackson, I will take you to the pack tailor on the ceremony day to be fitted for a tux" My mom said again. Jackson just nodded. I look at the clock hanging in the main living room; 6pm. I'm so tired already, after the events that happened can you blame me? So, tired but so much left to do, with very little time left. I yawn out loud not realizing I gathered everyone's attention. "Sorry" I say. "I'm going to go head up to my room for a nap, sorry to be such a drag" Dahlia stated. "It's okay baby, it'd been a long couple days" my mom says. "Don't worry we will get everything settled in time" my dad says. I just give them a thumbs up and get up to head to my room. It was startling the fab 13 all get up at the same time. I shake my head no and continue my way out of the main common area. I'm starting to get a headache. I walk down the hallway to my room and my legs are growing tired. "You must save your strength Dahlia" my wolf spirit says. "I'm trying, what's wrong with me?" Dahlia asked. "Your body grows tired from suppressing the shift" Raven Star replied. "This is ridiculous, is this going to keep happening?" Dahlia asks. "You have been through a lot in the last few days, it's natural for it to take a toll" Raven Star replied. I finally make it to my bedroom and I open the door. It's spotlessly cleaned, but I can still see the horror of what transpired in here a mere 24 hours ago. I walk straight to my Bay window and I grab my blanket and curl up. The skies are grey and the ocean is crashing against the shoreline. It's like my own personal meditation music and I drift right off to sleep.