Werewolf Committee

It was dark. The moons usual light didn't slip through the curtains and flood my room. Today the moon made a no show and that left me to gaze up at the ceiling.

Jonathan was coming tomorrow. My father.

It felt beyond strange saying that. The word was unfamiliar with me and I wasn't planning on getting used to it any time soon.

The nervousness I was feeling didn't allow me to get a blink of sleep. I didn't toss or turn but simply laid in bed with my eyes wide open and every cell in my body still awake.

Everything seemed like it was a mess. Only a few months ago I had a fairly simple life were all I had to worry about was my homework and getting to class on time. But now days I've had to try and not get killed and re connect with family.

My mind was filled with thoughts and it certainly kept me up.

"Elina?"

I immediately snapped out of my day dream as I saw Tate standing by my bed. I eyed him in confusion, considering I hadn't heard him walk in.

"Yeah?" I asked as I sat up, my back pressed against the headboard as I brought my knees to my chest.

"You can't sleep," Tate all but stated as he stared at me intently making my heart speed up.

He wore simple dark trousers and a V neck and still managed to look good. Just at the thought, I scooted over and patted the spot next to me on the bed.

Tate was immediately by my side and I sighed as his warm body cuddled with mine. I rested my head onto his shoulder and Tate gently ran his hand through my hair making my eyes flutter close.

Even though the room was beyond dark, we both could see some what clearly.

"I want this all too stop," I murmured with my eyes still closed and I felt Tate's hand pause against my cheek.

The motion was a silent gesture to explain what I meant.

"The drama. I just want to be with my mate and be happy. Not constantly worrying about who's trying to harm us next," I grumbled and I heard Tate sigh as he continued to caress my hair.

"I know you do. I'd love for nothing more to be with you and have no interruptions. One day when this is all over you will get the happiness you want."

Tate's low voice soothed my worries instantly. I automatically believed his words and my body relaxed against his.

"Yeah," I agreed trying to convince myself, "-you're right." I said as a yawn escaped my lips.

Suddenly I was very tired and Tate's warm arms wrapped around my figure.

"Sleep," he softly ordered and kissed the top of my head. I nodded and clung onto Tate as I felt myself slowly drift off too sleep.

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I woke up the next morning to an empty bed. The sheets beside me were cold, probably meaning Tate must have gotten up really early.

I hadn't forgot about my fathers journey to the Werewolf Committee today, so the mere thought made me groggily leave the bed.

After freshening up I got dressed up in simple clothing and left my room. I would have loved nothing more but to stay in my bed- however guests were arriving.

I left my room and made my way to the lobby and before I could even step a foot in there, Tom suddenly appeared in front of me and signalled me too stop.

"What is it?" I asked confused as Tom glanced behind him and back to me.

"They're here. Are you sure you're ready?" He asked in a concerned voice and I gave him a small smile with a nod.

"Wait," I said as I tilted my head, "-they're? Who else is he bringing?" I asked as I slowly walked into the lobby.

I spotted Colin and Tate by the door and made my way too them. They simply stood there silently and I glanced around.

"They're almost here," Tate bellowed as his hazel eyes stared down at me.

Immediately the nerves from last night began to form in the pit of my stomach and I squirmed uncomfortably.

I was pushed into a muscular chest and I sighed at Tate's familiar warm arms.

"They're here."

in slow motion. The grand doors to the Werewolf Committee opened gracefully and in

chests puffed out. A man was behind them

man commanded and Joseph emerged from

Look," Joseph commented as he gave me a wide

he stepped back

onto the man who stepped forward from the guards and the nurse

I looked at

both looked alike would

same eyes. Same dark hair and same features. If someone were to put us side

same expression of awe and he

so much confidence as he didn't bother glancing at the nurse, his

the woman in the white vest persisted in desperation and my

and what does she

and an Alpha. I know who my child is," Jonathan said for the first time with an easy smile. His eyes never left mine and they held so much love and

us remained

I am, I cleared my

awhile right? Even for dinner? So we could, you know.." I fiddled with my fingers, "-get to know each

Was I acting awkward?

in a demanding voice and I felt Tate breath roughly through

were

Tate said in a smooth voice and I saw the smirk tugging onto the

nodded and signalled to his guards to leave. They both bowed and obediently made a move to leave. However the nurse didn't move a muscle and began shaking her head in desperation, making the two guards stop and look at

dead. I was there!" the nurse suddenly cried out and we looked

impatient tone as he looked at

dead! I couldn't kill her but they should've!" She yelled and Tate

watched with wide eyes as I tried to sink

inhumane," she bit out in a ragged breath, "-killing the water Elemental kills them

"Should be dead!"

"Enough!"

emerged from his

barked joining in. His two guards hurried

managed to scream right before she was dragged

very badly and I looked up to see his eyes

I cooed as I cupped his face in my hands, "-Tate, Tate look

"Tate," I gently said.

eyes found mine his growled slowly died down. He sighed, closing

opened his eyes, the beautiful hazel

for Nina's actions. Though her words...I will get to the bottom of that," Jonathan looked at me with

you're alive. Thats all that matters. Thats all

When he spotted my smile Jonathan let out a relieved sigh and walked over

and allowed me some space. By now the

second later I was crushed into a chest. Warms arms held me

Tate remained silent.

"You're alive," Jonathan whispered.

"You really are."

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18 years earlier

Colin's POV

heard was the

leaning on the wall, beverage in hand. Michael stood across me staring intently at the wall and Richard bit

as he abruptly stood up from his

Michael

don't," I chimed in, in amusement as I grinned at

Nina says shes got her calculations