Stronger by Ang Chris -
Chapter 46
We hadn’t told the people yet. We had to do the trials for the pups first. It was supposed to be a time ofcelebratio and we didn’t want to take anything away from them before we went to war.
Grayson had been so tense coming into bed every night like a brick wall slamming himself onto themattress. I would trace my fingers along his skin as he laid his head on me until I felt his stress meltfrom him.
I know he felt responsible for this and I told him everyday he wasn’t. He defended his pack and thesewolves were in the wrong going to war over a sigma.
Sigmas live outside of society. They don’t follow a lot of rules so when they die they aren’t typicallymourned. Grayson had no clue that this sigma carried so much sway over his pack.
I braided part of my hair and put on the decorative chain like n*ecklaces that draped down my chest.Nothing I did now was without an ocean of worries about the future I was facing.
The threat was clear they wanted to take away all that my mate held dear. I was a target, his motherwas a target, anyone bearing the mark of the Northern Ecl*pse pack could die for just hailing from us.
The worst of it was the wait. We had no idea what they were planning and how they were going toattack.
Grayson had every warriors he could manage on the border the defenses we had no longer seemedenough he was talking every day with his boys to come up with another defense.
I would try and distract him or calm him down but we both knew what else was coming. Little toes andfingers that we had to keep safe. I wasn’t even pregnant yet but I had the surest feeling the pup wouldbe here.
It was my job to keep them safe. Telling Grayson to slow down on the defenses was stupid. I wouldsoothe him in our bed and talk to him to calm his mind when needed, but when he needed his fury andpossessiveness I would not deter
him.
Today was the last day before everyone knew we were going to war and I was planning on cherishingit.
I was wearing another navy blue dress that went to floor in a halter top that twisted and pleated overme. I wore the
chains and cuffs of a Luna bound to her pack.
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I fiddled with the n*ecklaces I wore. Whenever we wore things that looked like silver it wasn’t. Silvercould kill a wolf. Grayson had bought as much as he could get his hands on..
I walked down the stairs to my mate who waited patiently.
“You look stunning,” he wrapped his hands around my waist.
“Thank you,” I k*ssed him softly in return. The muscles in his arms loosen just at my slightest touch.
“Let’s enjoy today. We both know we don’t have an easy rod coming. I want to have fun while we can,” Ilook at him begging with my eyes for him to agree.
“You might be right,” he sighed a low breath. He was so weighted with all of our issues wanting toshield everyone.
“Come on,” I walked out the door holding his hand behind me.
We started with the youngest of the groups. They just had to sing a song and show us they know somehistory. They had already passed their exams for school.
There were banners of blue and gold and bronze hanging from the trees and wrapped around thepavilion beams. Lights and lanterns along side them.
The children had made noon drawings and had decorated a stage to perform for us on. I sat besideGrayson as the small ones walked out shuffling and pushing and whispering to themselves.
The swell of fear for my child came in me and I grabbed his hand out of instinct, I was never one whocould hide their emotions easily so I faked a cough and composed myself so no one could see.
I should have known seeing those small faces would bring on the deep scare of my child being takenfrom me by these enemies who hide and goad us.
“No I want to be carefree for one more day.
Enjoy the moment Annette nothing will hurt you
He rubbed his thumb over my knuckles and I nodded my head for them to start.
Their tiny high voices sang us a song of the pack. How we settled hear 300 years ago hunting theanimals and building the keep as a place of refuge for those in the winter who got lost.
It was a pretty
pretty song and it warmed my heart. Their nervous faces and soft smiles keeping me sane.
When they finished I clapped and laughed giving them their rewards of candy and cookies. They hadpassed their trial.
“Good job young pups!” Grayson called to them and they all bowed their heads to him.
*Thank you, alpha,” they all repeated jumbled together.
The next group al labor their bows. The little boy I had helped, Mark, was in this group and I may haveclapped a little louder when he hit the bullseye. His jump and cheers were infectious and the crowdchuckled.
Group after group displayed their newfound skills and techniques. Each passed with flying colors andeach group came to me to earn their rewards. Trinkets, toys, candies. The young wolves got moreimpressive gifts of swords or bows, things they were interested in.
Finally we made it to the last group of those who were graduating. They were to fight if they wanted tobe warriors or heal if they wanted to be healers. Show us their crafts if they wanted to be makers.
One girl presented a beautiful tapestry she’d woven over the year that looked as though it had taken alifetime.
A boy displayed the food he had grown larger than any other kid. Another boy showed off the swordhe’d smithed as it gleamed in the sunlight. Grayson seemed truly impressed by him.
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A group of young wolves tussled a little joking and jabbing each other about the girls in the corner. Oneof them being pushed towards the small girl with red hair his face red as can be.
The parents of mark holding him up with his little medal for a bullseye in his trail as he waved gleefullyat his family
members.
I sipped my drink thoughtfully memorizing the people around me.
“They will thank you for this my love,” Amaria told me from her seat. “When the days of fear come overthem they’ll render this just like you will,”
“I hope we can return to this someday,” I told her.
“We always will. When there are hard times good times will come. In a month, in a day, in a year. It maytake what feels lien forever but the world can’t stay dark for eternity,” she k*ssed my cheek as sheheaded off to her home k*ssing Grayson goodnight as well.
The next morning we would gather in this pavilion and Grayson would tell them of the threat we faced.How this pack was out for nothing but revenge and blood. He would tell them not to fear and that hewould defend them. And then our world would turn dark….but only for a while.
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