Emma
"How can you watch this show?" Noah asked, sitting beside me as another episode of Adventure Time started.
"Meh! I think it's wise to know what to do in a post-apocalyptic world. You know being best friends with a talking dog and shit." I said grinning at him. That earned me a pillow thrown in my face.
"Right and candy people with no sense." he laughed while getting even more comfortable on the couch beside me.
I smiled to myself noticing for the first time how different my older brothers were compared to other older brothers I knew. They will stay and watch my silly shows with me, visit the mall and even listen to my boy problems. They were truly a conundrum. Noah and Jonah were popular not only at high school when they attended but in the entire pack, yet they don't keep many friends.
"Emma. Sweetie. It's time to train. " I heard my mom yelled from the library.
"Sure mom," I said putting the TV on silent. Just one more episode.
"One... Two.... Three...." Noah counted with a silly grin. Rolling my eyes, I tried to get back into focusing on the show. Ice King was being an idiot again but I missed the concept as to why. Did he kidnap a princess again?
"Putting the TV on silent doesn't help little girl," she returned.
I groaned in defeat, so much for cartoon time. "How does she do that?"
"How about being a wolf ?!" My brother said sarcastically.
"Hardy har har"
Not one of my best moments.
Going upstairs to change into my training clothes my phone rang just seeing the name flashing across the screen brought a smile to my face.
"Yes, I am coming to training and yes, he's in tow," was my immediate answer when the call connected.
Laughter on the other line was the reply. "Good enough Emma bird. Jonah is here already. How can the third-in-commands daughter be so lazy " the caller responded in an amused tone. Mason was my best friend since diapers, a bond that both of us couldn't explain.
"How about his daughter prefers to be away from sweat and bruises?"
"I still don't get it though you hardly train yet so strong in fighting."
"Strong genes my dear Mase."
"Whatever you say, Emmy. Ah shit. Can you get here.... like now? Heather just showed up." he said in an exasperated voice.
I literally laughed picturing the scene that may be taking place at the moment. "Your bill is racking up," I said, listening the background noises on his side.
"Fine. Five restaurants for a week excluding that stupid posh restaurant a town over." Desperation laced his voice and like the best friend, I am I reveled in his misery.
"Deal!"
Going out, Noah was waiting for me patiently. Hearing me approaching he turned and looked at me sternly in a silent warning. "I know but...." I started to say before he gave me the 'It doesn't matter' look.
Along with my father, my brothers were strict with punctuality and constant training. I still had yet to figure out why. Our pack was well hidden and the most peaceful pack, we haven't had a rogue attack in years and that says something.
We took a short walk to the training grounds to meet up with our brother and friends, I stood back and looked at the scene before me. My father was training a group in hand to hand combat while others were in their wolf form mock fighting.
Our pack is a very peaceful purebred pack, not as big as most but respected by others in the US. Moon Dust is a secluded pack that has never been bothered nor brought into war or in any major rogue attacks.
Our Alpha kept it that way and we are eternally grateful to him for this. Our territory is like any other small town you can think of. The usual movie theater, cafes, shopping center, schools, workplaces, beautiful colonial houses and also the whole suburban feeling.
Humans also lived among us due to a few werewolves being their mates. We are still a secret to the majority of the human population only a few accepted us while others considered us abominations, the devil's brood. We have learned to accept that not every word is a kind word.