Aren and Christian
"No." I said giving Christian the eye.
"Yes, we are Aren come sit down." Christian says petting the spot next to him. She strolls on over and sits down.
"God, I need new friends." I said rolling my eyes at them.
"Hurry up with your work we're on patrol duty tonight." Aren tells me and Christian while popping gum in her mouth.
"Seriously! We were just on duty two nights ago. What gives?" Christian said.
"I don't know, Gamma's order." Aren said shrugging.
"Well he is your father Aren can't you talk to him?" I ask her. I sit my work down on the coffee table.
"Uh no you know how my father is. Plus, there's been reports of suspension around the territory line." She blows out a bubble.
"What kind of suspensions?" Christian asked turning to face her.
"Just like unfamiliar werewolf smells and paw prints."
"What does he think it is, or who?" Christian asked.
Aren leans up off the couch and starts to look around the room to see if anyone may be paying attention to us.
We're currently in the pack house which is the main house. All the werewolves come here for business and to lounge. Right now, there's a couple of werewolves at the computers and in the kitchen. Me and Christian leaned forward to her.
"He thinks that maybe it's Sasha." She says in a hush voice. Me and Christian eyes grow wide and we look at each other in shock.
"I thought she was dead." I say.
"No, the scouts said that they heard reports from Insofar that she survived the transition." Aren said.
"Oh my god. Well what is she after then?" Christian asked.
"Nobody knows." Aren said.
We hear feet coming close behind us. Instantly we resumed back to what we were doing before. Aren popped her bubbles, Christian watched the game and I did my intern work.
"What were you guys talking about?" My cousin Greta asked leaning over the couch.
"Christian's obsession with me." Aren said laughing. He grabs Aren into a head lock and nuzzles her head with his fist.
"You wish Deshka." Christian tells her.
She elbowed him in the stomach. Once he let go of her she put him in the choke hold. "What did I say about calling me that." She tells him.
Her full name is Deshka Aren Parbat. She hates her first name Deshka so she just goes by her middle name Aren. I roll eyes at them and focus my attention on Greta.
"So, what are you doing?" She asks me.
"Work for my dad." I tell her showing her all the paper work.
"Mhm I don't miss being an intern. Worst days of my life I still wake up with nightmares." She said laughing.
"It's not so bad, besides the paper work."
"Don't let me hold you back then. See you later." She gives me a kiss on my temple and walks off.
Quinneths P.O.V.-
"Hey I'm home." I say loudly.
"Hey how was your day?" I follow his voice to the living room. He sits at the couch with his reading glasses on reading a book.
"It was decent. What are you reading?" I ask him. He closes the book to show me the cover. The books called 'Animal Farm' by George Orwell.
"Guess what?"
"What Quinn?" He said flipping the page on his book.
"I missed you today." I tell him leaning over to give him a hug.
"I missed you too. Oh, when I went to see Irene, she gave me two applications for you and Lyraina." He pointed over to the nightstand next to him at the applications.
"Yay she came through. Thank you!" I tell him. I get off the couch and grab the applications.
"You're welcome and don't forget to thank her." He tells me looking up from his book.
"I will." I give him a smile and look over the pages.
"She said the applications are due in two days so make sure you and Lyraina get it done." I give him a nod and assure him that we will.
"I have some homework to do. I'll see you in the morning." I kiss the top of his head and head towards the stairs.
"Don't stay up too long." He tells me.
"You either." I resume to go upstairs and start on my school work.
The Princesses P.O.V.-
Earlier in the night at the diner...
I stare at her as she walks to her car. So naïve and innocent it's disgusting. She unlocks her car door and starts up her car. Looking to her right she sees me; she looks around in confusion thinking at I'm looking at someone else. She soon figures out that I'm not looking at anyone else, it's her. I look into her eyes; she's trying to figure me out. She is as beautiful as Myers describes her to be, too bad the beauty won't last.
She pulls out of the parking lot and heads down the road into the night.
I turn around and head back into the woods to Insofar.
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