Simply Saved

The pack

I wake up, that was the best sleep I've had, ever. I turn to look for Noah, who isn't there. I frown. Oh god, I'm a fricken Luna. I need to get ready. What is even going to happen today? I'll just start with my regular routine, and take it how it comes.

I head over to the closet. What am I even supposed to wear? He seems to overprotective, like if I show an ankle it'll be the death of him.

'I've been talking with his wolf,' Nikita interupts my thoughts.

'About what?' I ask.

'ALot of things, but there are some things we can wear, dont worry about it, just don't wear one of those short skirts,' She says. 

I nod, grabing a grey long sleve bodysuit, black leggings, a grey headband, and grey ugg slippers. A simple cute outfit. I head to the shower.

After showering and changing, I brush my teeth, and head downn for breakfast, butterflies in my stomach. I head into the diningroom, Noah sitting at the very end  of the table, talking to somebody, no empty seats around him. I bite the inside of my cheek, looking down. I look back up, looking for Sean, Beck, or Peach. I find them all but no empty seats by them, I sigh. I see an emty seat beside to people I don't know, but it's the only one. I look back at Noah, and as if he could sense me looking, he looked up at me.

He looks at me odly, before waving me over. Why, it's not like there's a seat. I sigh, and stand up, making my way over to him. As soon as I'm standing infront of him, I'm already fidgeting. He turns to me, smiling a contagious smile. I smile back, but gasp as he picks me up and sits me on his lap.

"Your chair will be here soon, for now you can just sit with me." He says. I nod, coyly.

Soon a chair arives. I hop off his lap and sit in the  chair. I finally look up from my very interesting feet to see everybody staring in our direction. Peach and Beck look like they feel bad for me, Sean looks like she is just confused, and another face, Nova's face, looks pissed, she looks like she wants to kill me. What the hell is her problem?

The food arives and I go to grab food, but Noah stops me, "That's not the food we eat," He says, pointing to the kitchen, "The food we eat wil be coming soon, uh- I have a uh- phone you can use while we wait, I guess." He says. I smile widely at the word phone, "Gimme," I demand, holding my hand out.