We smile at one another as Mama shakes her head. “Just promise me, even when I’m gone, that you two will always look out for one another.”
“I promise,” we both say in unison before Indigo shudders.
“Ok guys, this is too gross and mushy.”
“Yeah, totally agree,” I answer as Mama chuckles, taking ourhands and giving mine a kiss and then Indigo’s.
“I love you both,” she says just as her phone rings. “Oh Goddess, that’s going to be Tiffany McLay. Her son Rick’s birthday is coming up, and she wants me to bake her some cupcakes.”
“Well, you better get that, and I’ll go wash up,” I say. Mama smiles at me and thanks me as she hurries from the room to grab her phone, leaving me and Indigo alone.
“So, you know, I knew about you and Elijah since I saw you two in the bathroom. I’m not dumb.”
I stare at her shocked. “Wait, what?”
“Yeah,” she answers smugly.
“Right, I’m impressed you didn’t try to blackmail me.”
“It involved Elijah,” she shrugs, and I smirk. I’m grateful that she didn’t make it harder for me.
“So will you dry?” I ask as I walk over to the sink, motioning at the drying cloth.
She nods. “Sure, why not?”
“So, how’s Daniel doing?” I ask.
“Oh, he’s great. We’re going to watch a movie later.”
“Mhmm, make sure you’re careful. You know we’re not allowed to leave pack grounds.”
“Yeah, yeah, don’t worry, we’re just watching a movie at the packhouse. That’s the closest thing to a cinema we have right now,” she grumbles.
“Honestly, I wish we didn’t have to, but Dad isn’t overreacting. He’s strong. Really strong.”
She nods, and I don’t need to say who I’m talking about. Sheknows.
“Well how about we watch a movie, and call Daniel over? That’s something the four of us haven’t done in a while,” Elijah says from behind. I glance over my shoulder as I sponge the bowl I’m holding.
He looks effortlessly good as he gives us both a smile, unwrapping the chocolate he’s holding. Indigo drops the cloth and rushes over to him, snatching it from him. “Sure, let’s do it.”
“Oi, Pixie, you better share,” he says as he tries to grab the chocolate.
“I’ll think about it. Did you go into town? That’s so unfair that you older guys can go,” Indigo grumbles.
I watch them, smiling slightly. It’s crazy, but they really do get on so well, just like siblings do. Elijah grabs the bar, managing to take a chunk before Indigo takes it back, cackling at her victory.
Elijah looks up, his hair tumbling over his forehead as his cerulean eyes meet mine, causing my heart to skip a beat.
In a way, only he can make me feel.
Planning an Attack
Scarlett
The days fly by in one sense, busy with planning the attack to overthrow Zidane once and for all. Mama is helping a lot, digging into her past to explain the terrain and the layout about what the pack once used to be. I see a glimpse of the training she must have had back before Zidane broke her.
Yet, although time goes by, the Blood Moon still feels like it’s ages away. Thoughts about the possible outcomes often return to plague my mind, niggling at the doubts and worse-case scenarios that I’m trying to squash. I’m grateful for the distraction of planning the attack, and for the most part, it keeps me occupied.