Chapter 9 Chapter 10
Chapter 10
"Anna wake up!" Katy shakes my sleeping body.
"No," I mumble with my face buried in the pillow.
"Please, I need your help!" She wines.
"With what?" I turn over on my back to face her. I'm not sure if I want to know what she needs help
with, though.
"I'm stuck babysitting three kids, and I can't do it on my own." She plasters on a puppy dog face.
"Please help me," Katy begs.
"Ugh, when do they get here?" I ask, agreeing to help her.
"Yay thank you! They get here in twenty minutes." Katy cheers.
"Okay just give me time to change." I slip out of my warm covers. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.
"Okay, I'll be in the kitchen!" She calls back to me as she leaves my room.
Ugh, why do I get myself into this stuff? I quickly take a shower and brush my teeth. I scavenge through
the closet trying to find something comfortable. I slip on a pair of sweatpants and a tank top; I grab a
pair of fluffy socks to keep my feet warm. The weather's been getting chilly. I go down the stairs and
enter the kitchen, and I sit down on one of the stools at the counter as Katy cooks.
"You hungry?" Katy asks as she flips a pancake.
"Yes, she is," Tyler answers for me as he enters the kitchen. He's holding papers and scanning them
quickly.
"Busy?"
"Very." He bites into a pancake and sits on the stool beside me.
"Well, Anna and I are babysitting Farah's kids the whole day!" Katy cheers, obviously being sarcastic.
"I like kids; I used to help at a daycare when I was sixteen and seventeen." I smile.
"Ya of course you did, your like an angel." Katy munches on her pancake.
"No, I'm not," I protest. I can be a bad ass if I want to.
"Ha, yeah okay, you helped the women cook at your old pack, you dance like a pro, you help children-"
"Okay!" I cut her off.
"You dance?" Tyler asks, looking up from his papers.
"No," I mutter giving Katy a death glare.
Katy hits me back with a devilish grin. "She's the best dancer I've ever seen, even better than mom."
"Your mom dances?" I ask curiously.
"She did, now she just tans on the beaches of Barbados," Katy answers a bit of annoyed.
"I'll have to see for myself." Tyler changes the subject. "I better get going." He stands up.
"Where?" I ask. I don't want him to leave.
"I'm going to one our neighboring packs for a meeting about increasing the guards on watch."
"Why are you increasing guards?" I ask as I shove a piece of pancake in my mouth. Were there more
rouge sitings?
"Because not one rouge that works for this leader is getting near you." Tyler looks me in my eyes; I can
see the pain on his face. "I'll see you, girls, later." Seconds later I heard the front door shut.
"Okay, the kids should be here any second," Katy warns me as she cleans up the mess from breakfast.
I get up to help her, and five minutes later the doorbell rings.
"I'll get it!" I call back to Katy as I jog to the door.
I open the front door and I'm greeted by a tall black haired woman who I'm guessing is Farah, and
three kids, two boys around ten and eleven, and a little girl around five.
"Hey, I'm Anna, I'm helping Katy." I greet Farah.
"Oh great!" She smiles. "I'll be back at 9:30."
"Okay, come on guys Katy's in the kitchen."
The kids run into the house as I wave goodbye to Farah and shut the door. I walk into the kitchen and
see the two boys jumping all over the place and the little girl sitting on the cold tiled floor.
"Anna this is Daniel, he's ten and Derik his twin." Katy points to the two boys. "And this is Isabel she
just turned five." Katy looks to the little girl giggling on the floor.
"Hi, guys." I smile.
"Hey, hot stuff," Daniel smirks.
I stand back in horror, he's only ten and already a player. Bless their family. "Daniel there's no way
unless you want Alpha Tyler to kick your butt." Katy laughs.
The kid shakes his head. "Darn."
I feel I tug on my shirt and I look down to see Isabel.
"Can you pick me up my bums cold." She asks. She is just the cutest thing. I pick up her up and place
her on my lap as I sit on a stool.
"Let's go to the park!" Derik yells.
"Ya!" Daniel screams.
"Okay, okay we'll go, just no more screaming," Katy complains. We all walk down to the park on pack
grounds. The boys and Isabel run to the playground as Katy, and I crash on the bench in the park.
"Goddess, they're so energetic," Katy whines as we watch them run around chasing each other.
"Help me!" Isabel yells as she runs to us, the boys chasing after her. "They said Raf was going to get
me!" She cries as I lift her up on my lap.
"Who's Raf?" I ask Katy.
"Just some stupid scary monster kids come up with." Katy brushes it off. I swear she seemed a bit
worried.
"Raf is a scary wolf that kills rogues in the woods; he's a monster!" Isabel explains as she glares at the
two boys.
"They even call him the killer in the woods," Daniel says.
"That's enough!" Katy scolds them. "Go play!" The kids ran off back to the playground screaming as
they played tag.
"You okay Katy?" I ask her a bit worried.
"Yeah, I'm all right."
Why did she flip out about this Raf person, I have to find out more. Maybe I should ask Tyler later.
After the kids had been tired out, we went back to the pack house for lunch. I made grilled cheese as
Katy drew flowers with Isabel, the boys were playing video games in the living room. "Lunch is ready," I
call to the boys in the other room. I grab the plate piled with grilled cheeses and place it in the center of
the table.
I hear the front door open from the other room and Tyler walks in the kitchen the same time the boys
run in. Daniel turns to Tyler and pats arm. "Your one lucky guy."
Tyler turns to Katy and me with a confused look.
"Come on foods ready!" I call out changing the subject.
Everyone gathers around the table and starts to munch on my amazing grilled cheeses. Before I sat
down I put the pan in the sink, suddenly the door bell rings. "I'll get it," I call to the table of children, yes
I went there.
I speed walked to the front door and pulled it open. I look up and paused. My heart stopped, and so did
my breathing.
"Anna, who is it?" Tyler yells from the kitchen.
"Anna?" Tyler walks into the front room.
I couldn't move...
"Dad?"