▬▬▬▬ Little Girl P.O.V ▬▬▬▬
Me and my friend erupted into a fit of giggles as we ran around the cave, making hand puppets from the little lantern we had. The flame was flickering, making it harder to guess what the other was trying to make with their hands.
The cave was small and damp along the edges from where the water had splashed back up from the waterfall. The reflection of the fire lit the cave and made the sparkling turquoise gems around the walls glitter and gleam in its light.
We had been playing for about an hour when I began to get tired. "Didn't your dad say there were some sleeping bags behind one of the rocks?" I asked my friend.
"Oh yer" he said with a smile. "They're over here." He made his way to the back of the cave and pulled out two small sleeping bags. One had a frog design, and the other had a unicorn. "I want the froggie one!" I yelled with excitement.
"What! No fair. I want the froggie one" my friend yelled back. "And besides, I don't want to sleep in a pink unicorn, pink is for girls" he said, pouting while looking at the pink unicorn sleeping bag.
He looked annoyed, and I knew he would give up if I kept pressing, but I decided not to. I grabbed the unicorn sleeping bag from his hand and placed it on the hard stone ground. I looked up at him, wondering what he was thinking about, and I saw him beam with joy. Knowing that no one would ever have to see him sleeping in a pink unicorn sleeping bag.
We both snuggled into our sleeping bags and fell asleep. I awoke to the sound of footsteps entering the cave, but I was too exhausted to move or to see who it was.
“I'm so sorry,” an old gruff voice said before I fell back asleep.
▬▬▬▬ Katherine P.O.V ▬▬▬▬
“KATHERINE!!!” I heard my mistress bellow. I ran up the old creaky wooden stairs to the first floor and ran to her room at the end of the hallway.
“Yes miss,” I said. Looking at my mistress Emma holding the teapot that I just brought up only 5 minutes ago.
“This tea isn't hot,” she said, throwing the still-hot tea in my face. The left half of my face went red as the tea seeped into my skin, burning my face. I tried to show no pain and fight through the tears.
"Yes miss" I repeated, not wanting to be beaten. I went to grab the tray with the tea cups, sugars and teapot. Which my mistress had slammed down with such force that it was now cracked.
"Honestly, for a wolfless nobody, you could at least learn some skills that would actually help around the pack house," she said angrily. Which was ironic since I did all the cleaning and cooking, and she didn't have to lift a finger being the alpha's daughter. She was doted on by everyone. Constantly getting gifts from the neighboring alphas. On birthdays, the presents would be piled to the ceiling, and it still wouldn't be enough. Her mother just encouraged this behavior, promising to get her a car for her 18th birthday in 2 weeks' time.
Just as I was leaving her room, her little sister Jane came out of the room opposite. Jane was 11 years old, with beautiful red curly hair, cute chubby cheeks and shining blue eyes. She was wearing some navy tight leggings and a tight-fitting white top, which had 'Time to kick ass' written on it. She held a small emerald green face cloth over her right shoulder.
"Going to spar with alpha Jackson Miss Jane?" I asked, already knowing the answer
"Yes, can you run me a bath for afterward?" she asked, smiling at me.
"Of course Miss Jane. Would you like me to add the strawberry-scented bubbles?" I answered.
"Yes please Katherine, you know me so well" she answered with a little giggle. "And please just call me Jane, I know my mother and sister like their formal titles, but I don't"
I started to answer, "I couldn't possibly miss Ja.." she interrupted me by putting a finger on her lips, shushing me.
"Just don't let my sister or mother know. OK?" I just nodded in agreement. "Now let's get some cream for that burn" gesturing downstairs for me to follow. As I did, she led me to the kitchen and opened one of the bottom cabinets, revealing a secret mini fridge. I placed the tray on the kitchen counter and started to empty the teapot so I could fix it, while Miss Jane rummaged around looking for some numbing cream.
I was just about to start fixing the teapot with some glue when I heard Miss Jane say, "Could you come over here and kneel down for me?" I complied, wondering what she was going to do. She brought her hands out from behind her back and started rubbing the cream into the burn. She was gentle, and the cream helped a lot. After she was finished applying it, she asked, "Would you like to come and see me spar with my dad?"