The Rise Of The Wolves

Serenity's P.O.V. Lillie's, when I open my eyes all I see is Lillie's. "where am I?" As I sat up I notice I am in an open field. "when did I get here?" I look down and see I'm wearing a pale pink halter top sundress. I stand up and the dress flows down my feet sweeping the ground. As I am admiring my dress, a breeze kisses my face carrying a delicious scent. A scent of morning dew on a fall day mixed with dark roast coffee with a hint of vanilla. This smell over loads my senses. Before I knew it my body is walking the way the breeze came. As I'm walking I see I'm getting closer to the forest. I was never the one to like nature, but I have a different feeling now a feeling of peace as I walk closer to it. Walking through I see the large beautiful trees sway in the wind, I can hear all the woodland creatures chatter away. It feels like they are signing to me. I smile creeps onto my face as a feeling of peace fills my heart. I continue to walk farther into the woods the farther I go the quieter the woodland creatures become. The scent from earlier becomes more intense. The sound of woodland creatures are now replaced with the sound of rushing water. Walking into a clearing I see a beautiful waterfall. The waterfall is at least a 20 foot drop that peacefully flows into a stream, it looks like it extends through out the forest. As I am gawking over the water fall I feel someone is watching me. I look around my surrounds to see a man standing a few feet away from me. I can't see his face but his form is magnificent! He looks like he stands at 6foot 5. He had dreads, that are pulled into a messy bun. His hair line is neatly cut, perfectly framing his face. He has no shirt on showing off his very strong muscler body. A white pair of linen pants hanging low on his hips. They are cuff on the bottom of his ankles as well. Those pant look delicious on him and all I want to do is take them off. "woah easy there girl" I said to myself. "Mate" he said in almost a growl. I stood there stun. "Did he say mate? what the hell is a mate?". While thinking over what he said, I didn't notice that he has approached me. In a swift moved he wrapped one arm around my waist bringing us closer together. The other hand came up to my face and cupped my cheek. He gently rubs his thumb on my cheek. Closing my eyes I lean into his touch more. I don't know why but everything about this feel so right. The heat coming from his body feels amazing it like my personal heating blanket, while his finger are sending multiple tingling sparks through out my body. God! his scent, his scent is making my head fuzzy. All I want to do is to be closer to him. I need more of him. "More" I say in a gentle tone. I can't believe I just said that but at this moment I don't care I want more of him. "My queen look at me" His voice is deep and raspy. It's music to my ears. I snapped my eyes open to see the most breath taking view. His eyes! They are the deepest shade of brown almost black. His eyes looks as though they hold secrets of the world behind them, they are piercing into me as if his searching for my soul. His lashes a long and full. His beard was so full and thick and hiding inside of it was a pair of full lips I wanted to kiss forever. His cheek bones were high. But his beard makes his face looks fuller. I slowly reached my hand up and entangled my finger into his beard. The hairs are soft, tingling sparks spread across my finger tips whenever our skin make contact. He leans into my touch more and closes his eyes. A delicious growl escape from his chest. " Do we know each other?" He feels so familiar, we have to know each other. He flutter his big deep brown eyes open. A slow smile crept to his face showing beautiful white teeth. I notice a deep dimple on his right cheek that can't hide in his beard. In a low rumbling tone he says " No, my dear queen not officially but we will meet soon. I prayed to the goddess to see you to make it easy to find you. She answered my prayers." "Goddess? You mean God right?" I asked confused. Why is he referring to God as Goddess? Why did you say mate? Why does he keep calling me his queen? This is start to frustrate me. Suddenly drops of water starts to falling on my head. I look up to see the blue sky turning dark with storm clouds. "Serenity wake up!" A voice that sounds familiar says. Wake up? Am I asleep!? But this feels so real. "My queen, we will meet soon, and I promise I will protect you. We will rise again and we won't fall this time." Determination, with every word he said I could feel them leaking in determination. "what do you......." before I could finish my sentence the sky opened up and seems as though this wasn't ordinary rain. I gasp for air, as I sat and realized I am in my room. I look down to see my nightgown cling to me. I'm soaking wet! "I've been trying to wake you up for 20 minutes! Mom said we have an hour before the movers get here, and from the looks of it you still need to pack so get up and get packing." My younger sister Jazmine says to me. Jazmine my baby sister, we all call her Jazzy though. She hates it but she'll live. Jazzy is fourteen years old she'll be fifteen this year. I on the other hand will be turning eighteen this year and I'm graduating this school year coming. Jazzy is the exact replica of our mother. She has our mothers thick long curly hair, light brown eyes, smooth caramel skin. She more curvier than the girls her age. Our mom is very curvy too. She stands just a few inches taller then mom, at 5'5". Me on the hand. I look just like our dad. My dad stands about 6'2" and I'm just underneath him standing in at 5"11 My hair is a coil type of curl pattern like our dads is, it stops little pass my shoulders. I have his dark chocolate skin tone. But unlike him, my mom and my sister. I'm on the chunkier side. I have trouble acme and wear glasses. Unlike my dad or my mom I have emerald green eyes. My dad says there my grandma eyes but I never met her or seen a picture. While my family looks like the just stepped out of a Vouge magazine shoot. I look like I should be on the biggest loser. I wipe the water from my eye before putting on my glasses. I look over to my sister in tell her in a calm cynical voice " Run". Jazz eyes grew big and without a second thought she runs out my room with me hot on her trail. I may be plus size but I'm very light on my feet. I'm a all- star track runner, which is hard to believe for a lot of people so they underestimate me. We run through our victorian style house. Jumping over boxes, and packaging supplies. Jazz burst out our front door and start running down the steps. I decided to take a leap of faith and jump on her back. In the mist of us colliding together we didn't see our father standing in front of the house watching us. I'm sitting on top of Jazzy making her slap herself with her on hands. "Why are you hitting yourself!?" I yell over and over. "Sin get off of me!! Your soaking wet! " "Oh I wonder why I'm soaking wet. Mmmmm let me think, it could be because I have an annoying little sister who doused me with a bucket of water!!! " " If you would gotten up the first time mom woke you, I wouldn't have to bring in reinforcements!! " " ENOUGH! " Our father yelled. Catching our attention immediately me and Jazz stood up straight looking embarrassed we got caught fighting for the fifth time this week. " Sin your mother woke you up two hours ago. Why are you still in you night clothes? Did you finish packing your room like your mother asked? " My father's voice came out full of authority and frustration. " No she didn't daddy. She fall back to sleep " Jazzy says with a smirk on her face as she tells on my. Suck up! I say to myself while sending death glares at her. " Thank you Jazz...." " Your wel....." " But nobody likes a suck up " My dad says before Jazz could finish her sentence. I tired to repress my laugh. " Jazz stop throwing water on sister to wake her up. We have talked about this already. " "I'm sorry father " Jazz says sincerely. " Serenity you have an half an hour to go get dress and finish packing your room. If you are not done when the movers come whatever is left goes in the trash." My dad says in a stern tone. Whenever he says it like this it's more in a commanding matter then telling. A command we dare not to disobey. Lucky I just had some clothes, books and posters that just needed to go into a box and I was set to go. " Yes father " " Jazz your mother needs you. Now both you go and behave " with that he kisses both our heads and we run off to where we are needed. Once I got back in my room I couldn't help but think about the mysterious man from my dream. What the hell did he mean when called me " mate "? Why was he calling me his queen? I know for sure the only thing in queen of is snacks. One thing is certain, that couldn't have been a dream. His touch felt so real it was amazing. Then he smelled heavenly. I inhaled deeply as if I could smell him. To my surprise I could. I look down at my nightgown and its my favorite pale pink one. I brought it up to my nose and inhale deeply. " HOLY S**T! " I screamed. my nightgown it smells like him. How? How is this possible? " Sin, have you seen.... Ugh come on you have to get dress the movers are almost here and then we have to leave for the airport. " Jazz walks into my room and say. " Right...ummm.. Jazz can you take my posters down and through them into that box." I pointed to one of the empty boxes on my floor. " I need to grab the last of my books and and clothes for my closet" "Okay now hurry! and change your clothes, you smell weird. Did Kevin sneak in again?" Kevin was this boy I liked a lot. He was the first boy I introduced to my dad and the first I ever kissed. But we didn't go no farther, I'm saving myself for my husband. "No, he stop talking to me last week." I said as I ran toward the bathroom. Thank God I showered last night. " After mom told us we were moving, I told him immediately. And let's just say he didn't like the news" I quickly did my face wash routine and brush my teeth. And run out the bathroom. " Boys are stupid and jerks! " Jazz says as she takes my poster down of Maya Angelou. I run inside my walk-in closet and quickly throw on my running leggings and t-shirt. Since we are about to get on the plane, I grab my favorite oversized anime hoodie. I grab a pair of socks and my Crocs. Once I'm dress I grabbed the rest of the clothes in my closet and my books. " Well I honestly didn't think we would last, it sucks but you know we never stay in one spot longer then 6-months to a year. And nobody wants a long distance relationship" I said sounding a little more upset then I intended. Honestly I was little disappointed I wanted to get to know Kevin more. Jazz took down my last poster of my favorite band of Alabama shakes.She rolls it nice and neatly and puts in the box with the rest of the poster. I finished putting my books and clothes into another box, just as my mom walks into the room. " Nice to see my girls work together. Now let's go the movers are here and New York awaits us." My mom say with a bright smile on her face. My walks towards us wrap her arm around us and we walk to the car. Me and Jazz typically don't make friends for this reason. Ever since I can remember we have never lived in one area for more the a year. My mom says it cause of my dad's work that we most travel all time. But she always so one day soon we will not have to travel so much and would be able to live life again. Whatever that means. So with no friends means no need for unnecessary goodbyes. As we walk out the door, I see our father talking to the movers. I guess they are going over final details. We load into the car with my mom in the front passenger, sister right behind her and I'm sitting behind the driver. After a few minutes, my dad get into the driver's seat and looks around the car and asks " Did everyone pack everything?" " yes " we all say " Did you clean all the rooms after you packed them? " " yes " " Okay, everyone say goodbye to L.A. and hello to New York " With that father started the engine to the car and began the drive to L.A.X. I took my phone and headphones out and listen to my music. I can't help but keep thinking about that dream and who this mystery man is, why was I able to smell him if it was just a dream?