Jaclyn
After slamming the door in Killian’s face I walked over to my unpacked things, I started digging in my suitcase for the laptop, I don't know if Raphael packed. I only ever used it when Isaiah went to other packs. I never left my pack in fear of one of the other packs wanting me as their mate.
You couldn't just choose someone and then throw them away if you don't still want them as your mate, there was no “divorce” in the werewolf commitment. After finding it, I began looking for that thing that Isaiah always called me on. Raphael was better at this, so was Isaiah, me not so much.
I sat down on the bed, and opened it up since I rarely used the laptop there was no password. I look at the screen for a minute trying to remember how to use what Raphael called Skype. I didn't own a phone since I was mute it was pointless to have one.
Giving up on trying to figure out the password to Skype, I went to my violin. I haven't played since Raphael was two but I have been super busy since. I really wanted to go throw something but I was still new and didn't want to leave my room. Instead I pulled open the dusty case, Raphael knew that if I ever left the pack I would want to take my mother's violin with me.
My mother was the one who taught me, she taught me to love music. My father had taught me to be a leader, and to be tough. I pulled out the old thing and the bow, I breathed shakily. I tried not to cry but it was hard every time I played or looked at the thing it reminded me of her.
I began playing one of her favorite songs, Hallelujah. As I played I could hear my mom singing it in the background. It made me cry tears rolled down my face as I listened to her as I played. If I could talk I would sing along with her distance voice.
When I was done I sat there, staring at the grey paint wall, a window in the middle opened where I had let cool night air in front the summer air this afternoon. I knew a couple of my dad favorite songs but after playing my moms I didn't know if I could play again tonight.
I tried to climb into bed, but I was still so shaky about how this afternoon left me, I brought out the violin again.
Taking a deep breath I began playing some of the songs Olivia loved hearing. After playing every one's song I got ready for bed, I didn't want to go don't memory lane anymore. I laid down praying for no nightmares of her. I
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I was falling, tree branches scratched at my arms and my face, and ripped through my hair and clothes. The ground was rushing towards me, impossible fast. I shut my eyes waiting to wake once I hit the forest floor, then everything stopped, not a sound could be made. I opened my eyes, I was two inches above the ground, a dark purple flower stood right in reach, it's petals had some dark to it that almost looked black. I reached for it to pick the beautiful thing. As my hand wrapped around it, a muddy hand reached for me pulling me under ground.
I wake screaming, dirt falls from my face and hair when I sit with a start. I run my hands through my hair to find tree leaves and branches. Sitting in my lap is the bright purple flower. What the hell? I thought. I get out of bed, and look around for a minute trying to remember what happened. All I could remember was the dream that felt so real but couldn't be cause I wasn't in the woods.
I rip off the sheets and blankets on the bed, I set off to the bathroom to clean up. Once I laid everything but the door to my room, I turned on the lights to my room for the first time. Something stopped me in my tracks when I turned on the light to the room. What I thought was mud was blood.
I screamed again loudly and fell over, this time someone came running up the stairs. Someone knocks on the door, I run to the bathroom to see if I had any blood on my face or body. Once I made sure I opened the door Killian stood awkwardly outside the door.
“I heard screaming.” he says pushing past me.
He looks at the bed and the bloody sheets and back at me. “What the hell?” He says opening the white sheets.
That's when I see it, the mud hand, pink nails flash at me. Holding the purple flower. I scream and Killian eyes follow me to where I was looking. The hand moves and I put my hand to my mouth.
I watched as the hand helped its body up, from underneath the bloody sheets, I felt tears pool under my eyes as I stared at her once long almost white hair burnt off, she was now bald with half her face missing it wasn't pretty to see. Reaching out for me whispers of “help us” was gone.
That's when my world goes black.
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Killian
I caught her just before she hit the ground, I didn't understand why she was so scared. I would understand, embarrassed with the blood. As I cared for her in my arms I saw that she had tree leaves in her hair and dirt on her clothes. She had some scratches on her arms too, where she'd get them?
I don't know how she had gotten out and back into bed without me knowing, I had stayed in my office going over the work my father had done as I listened to her play the violin she played so well, then nothing I had checked up on her.
Laying her down I take her sheets to the laundry room, where one of the Omegas is just finishing. “Alpha,” she says bowing and moves a respectful distance in front of me trying to get the white and gray sheets from me.
“Um yes these go to Luna's room in the morning don't wake her please.” I say
“Of course sir, anything else?” the girl says, she has long blonde hair and pretty green eyes
“No, that will be all thank you for your help.” I said she smiles and gets right on washing the sheets with no questions asked.
I start to go back to Jaclyn's room when I think about turning back to my office. I dialed Alpha Greys pack.
“Alpha Grey,” Jaclyn's brother says when he picked up.
“Hello, Alpha Grey, sorry to be calling you so late.” I said turning in my chair to look out the window.
“Alpha Morris, is everything okay with Jaclyn?” He asked worriedly in his voice.
“No, but she had a screaming episode and now her sheet on her bed had blood stained to them.”
He sighed “I'm sorry I didn't tell you this earlier I was hoping Jaclyn would herself I guess not, well every since the night she witnessed the murder of our family she been having nightmares, mostly she wakes to her own screaming other times I have to shake her wake. Raphael mostly helps her keep them at bay but since she's with you you're gonna have to help her.”
“Okay but the blood, the dirt, the leaves and tree branches in her hair? What about the scratches on her arms?”
“Whoa what? I knew she was having a screaming episode but everything else never heard of at least from Jaclyn.”
I sighed this wasn't doing much help. “Well thanks for telling me, and I'll keep you updated on her.”
“Of course, oh wait before you go tell her Raphael safe and heartbroken but okay.”
I smiled. I almost forgot about him. “Will do thanks.”
We hung up and I went to my office closet and grabbed the blanket I usually use when I slept in my office. Walking back to Jaclyn's room I could see that she was awake and it looked as if she was talking to someone her lips moved but no sound could be heard.
I walk in a little more, and she looks up at me with wide eyes then looks over at the end of the bed. Nothing was there, I didn't understand what was going on.
Awkwardly I hold up the blanket, “I uh thought you'd like a new blanket it gets pretty cold up here.”
I don't know what I'm doing. I'm supposed to be the big bad feared Alpha and now I'm shaking knee around a girl. I've been with girls before but this was one I could never leave one I was stuck with for the rest of my life. I pray she isn't crazy.
She rolls over to face the nightstand and grabs the tiny notebook I had given her. She turns a page and begins writing in it.
Thank you Alpha.
Doing my best to keep the smile off my face I nod. I had to work a lot harder to see a cold heart then I really was. I didn't need to get in another fight with my parents.
“Your brother said that you have nightmares sometimes at night.” I said, she pales and looks away.
I wasn't planning on telling you, she wrote I'm fine.
I sighed, I had no idea what to do. I sighed again “fine but keep it down there are other people in this house who are trying to sleep.” I snapped.
She doesn't look at me as I get up and walk to the bedroom door and leave.
I don't go back to my office frustrated to focus on anything. Walking through the woods I shifted into my black wolf, I was back and white with gray eyes. I ran twice around my pack thinking that I would have to take Jaclyn soon if she'd just let me in but then I remembered I can't do that cause I'm supposed to be a cold hearted monster that loves no one and no one can love me.