Werewolf Committee

After the little scene in the lobby, we all parted and no one spoke for awhile.

Though, when the time came, everyone was gathered into the kitchen. I was one of the last ones to walk in and I awkwardly sat on the chair at the end of the long table.

A huge feast was set out on the table and my eyes hungrily gazed over it. I glanced up at Tate in the process who sat across me on the other side of the room.

The table was that long.

Colin, Tom, Dale, Roger, Eddie, Joseph and my father Jonathan, also sat around the table.

It was a full house.

Once everyone was seated no one spoke. It irritated me how I seemed to be the one who always broke the silence.

If only I got a dollar for every time...

"Beautiful day isn't it?"

Was what I had managed to blurt out.

Dale chocked on the pea he had threw into his mouth and fell into a coughing fit.

All eyes shifted to his and still no one spoke. But Eddie glanced at me and his small figure shook slightly as he tried to conceal his laughter.

"Sorry," Dale said hoarsely as he cleared his throat.

I narrowed my eyes at him and felt my cheeks go red as I looked down at my lap in embarrassment.

"What did that woman mean," Tate suddenly asked in a gruff tone, "-about Elina," he finished, asking the question on every ones mind as he stared intently at Jonathan.

I heard Colin sigh as he leaned back in his chair and looked into his glass. I glanced at him in curiosity as he stared intently at the cup and looked like he was lost in a memory.

Strange.

"I do not know. But if she means harm to my daughter I will have her gone," Jonathan spoke lowly as he stared right back at Tate.

Tate slowly nodded and gave Jonathan a look that left me suspicious.

Now...what exactly did he mean by gone?

"Son," Roger cut in and glanced sharply at Tate.

"-I passed down the Alpha position knowing you are very capable of running this place. But If certain people are causing-" before Roger could finish, Tate shook his head and silenced his father.

"No. I have it under control. No harm will be done," Tate said with determination as his eyes found mine.

I sighed and grabbed the glass of water near my plate and drank it all at once.

"You have it under control?" Dale snorted once he recovered from his coughing fit, "-are you sure about that? The amount of shit-"

"Dale," Tate growled as he turned sharply to face his brother.

his cup onto the table and

front

at his brothers in horror

opened my mouth to speak but an intense pain in the side of my head made me

as signs of

with firm eyes, "-if she is not safe here I will have to take

and I opened my mouth to speak once

and I rubbed the side of

I tried but his focus was directed to

flinched when the glass

Roger said softly as he glanced at Tate

"Alpha..."

listen. My ears began ringing and a wave of

no!" someone yelled and my vision blurred

eyes repeatedly and picked up my glass hoping a cool beverage would make me feel better- only

growls were heard around the room. I stood up from my chair needing the noise to stop,

hand slipped from my grip and it shattered as soon as it made

vanished and I sighed in relief at the little moment of silence,

concerned voice called out and the scrap of a

Maybe Colin?

the ground and muscular arms were there to

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wake. Then it was my mouth, tasting the dryness of it and then it was

and I

recognized the place as the Committees infirmary. I inwardly cringed as I suddenly found the

glanced around- only to find Tate talking with a woman dressed in all white. She had wrinkles by hair eyes and her thin grey hair was

single bed I laid

the other side of the room. I was about to make a move to go grab it but I

no need for

my palm and motioned it to the cup I held in my other hand. Almost immediately it filled up with water and I quickly moved my

"You should be resting."

and spilled the water some more as my head snapped up, only to see Tate

gently whispered as he placed a hand onto my back

my eyes for a second as the water worked

felt myself regain

as he sat on the corner of the

I sat up and faced

out," he whispered

his hazel eyes darker than usual and

furrowed eyebrows as I gently placed a hand on his

to keep you safe," he said in

from me again and my hand fell limply to my

"Tate," I cooed softly.

I never asked for you to

gaze snapped back to mine

better yet as your