Hailey's POV
After my shower, I dress up in all black to respect the ones we have lost today but most importantly to show respect to Stacey. I will not deny that she was the meanest person to me and I can never excuse her for it, but I am here, alive and she isn't.
Her life was cut short... by people who maybe should not be making these decisions.
I walk out to go join everyone outside, as they sat by the table and enjoying a feast prepared by the cooks in my pack. The pack my father and I will soon have to return to, to better run it and I have a few ideas on how this will be done. Simply put, out with the old and in with the new... me.
I sit next to my father and sitting right opposite me was none other than, Jaxon and his silly crew. He was still bathed in the blood of one of our own and he looked at me, zero emotion in his eyes... zero shocker there. I think the only thing to shock me was the fact that his look did nothing to my insides and I fear that that could be a risk in our nonexistent relationship.
I look away, someone brings me a plate and I start to dig in without greeting anyone. I could not talk to anyone that decided to stay in the blood of a woman who we could have used different ways to punish for her weirdly violent mind.
Luckily, my father listened to my speech and freshened up. The pack seemed to also get the memo, everyone from Cayden to the cooks were all cleaned up real nice. I smiled at my dad, making sure he knows that his gesture has not gone unnoticed.
I clink my water glass with my fork and I stand up to say a few words.
"Today has been an eye opener for many, including myself. To our visitors, I hope you have received your closure and can return to your homes, pleased with yourselves." I start to say but Jaxon jumps in, interrupting me.
"It would have been more enjoyable had we not been told that our way of life is barbaric and that we should not have killed the person responsible for an attack on our pack." Jaxon says and I smile at him.
"You think I want to change your way of life?" I ask him. Everyone looks at him, waiting for an answer.
"How can I not? You berated us on how we were so cruel to kill your evil step mother." He says to me. I feel a little anger pass through me, but just as I said, it passes through me and I find the little peace on reserve within me.
"I would expect a male to react this way. I would have been surprised if you did not feel that way and if you think I am here to change your way of life then you are right. That is why I am here, a whole wolf that seems to be mated to another wolf. That is my whole entire existence! To change how things are for the Shera's of the future and if you, the man that was chosen to walk this path with me is reluctant to walk this journey with me, then the future of all wolves should not be left in your hands." I say and he growls.
"You seem to have forgotten your role in all of this. We don't have to like each other Jaxon, but it is your job to put your seed in me and to bring forth a new breed in to this world but if you are not up to the task, I don't mind finding someone that can handle a little change. I am not the one asking for it but it will happen with or without your approval." I say and people are taken by surprise with my choice of words towards their alpha.
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