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The only sound that reached Alexander's ears were his feet hitting the packed dirt path he ran, his breathing steady and heavy. He had been up for some time now and, since no one else had seemed to appear out of their rooms, had decided to go on a run. It was rare that he went out into the woods in his human form and he noticed a few things. For one, the tall man was not used to being unable to scent any changes to his environment. It was a bit more relaxing than constantly being bombarded with completely useless scents. Secondly, he could actually take in the shades of green that surrounded him. As a wolf, he was only concerned about security or managing the others. He didn't often get to simply enjoy nature.

Alex ran a hand through his disheveled blond locks as he slowed his pace, seeing the house just past the tree line. This was his home. A sudden swell of pride overwhelmed the man as he drew closer, his need to protect growing stronger the more he considered the fact that the pack was indeed his family. The role of alpha was very important to both him and the survival of the pack, and while Alex took didn't always seem to take it seriously, it was the most important job he had ever had. With a quick glance over his shoulder, he entered the house quietly as to not wake anyoneand observed no one had yet entered into the living room. He shrugged to himself and made his way directly towards his room.

The feeling of warm water running over his aching muscles caused Alex to let out a sigh of relief, taking a moment to close his eyes. It had become his daily ritual to stand in the shower with the water turned hot and simply rest, though he cut the moment short to finish washing before stepping out of the shower. The mirror was completely fogged up causing the man to wipe away some of the steam so that he could brush his teeth and comb his hair. Today, he would try to be productive. Alex had recently made a habit of procrastinating in his duties and joking with the others far too much.

Once he was done in the bathroom, the man made his way towards his dresser and quickly put together of simple ensemble of a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, not really paying much mind to if it looked okay together. Fashion, quite frankly, didn't quite make sense to the male. While he wished that he had more of a mind for it, Sara always ended up mocking him when he put some effort into it. His sister allowed no mistakes to go unnoticed, though he still cared for her deeply.

Alex was out of his room in a matter of minutes, not seeming to mind the droplets of water that still dripped from the ends of his hair, and casually walked into the kitchen with one of his rare thoughtful expression. He was hungry. That wasn't saying much, however, as he was always hungry. In fact, the whole pack seemed to eat an inordinate amount of food on a daily basis. It came with the territory, he supposed, but the man still believed they deserved nothing but the best.

On special occasions, though it happened quite sporadically, the pack might wake up to find a nice breakfast waiting for them. Today, Alexander decided, would be one of those days. He set to work immediately, keeping quiet as he rummaged through the kitchen, and began to prepare a large amount of pancakes, bacon, and eggs, expecting the smell to draw out some of the more ravenous pack members. It didn't take long to do, and soon enough the food was out on the island and displayed in a lovely way. Alex, however, took no time to admire his work as he grabbed a plate and zipped out of the kitchen before anyone could see him, taking a seat at the dining room to contentedly eat with a large and excited grin on his face.

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Sunlight had begun to stream through the windows of the cabin, shining brightly onto Harlow's sleeping face. The woman frowned, flinging her arm over her closed eyes to provide some sort of shade, though the damage had already been done. She had forgotten to close the blinds again. The previous night had been a bit insane for the Gamma. Between trying to figure out how to restock her supplies and trying to figure out how she was burning though her pain relievers, she had hardly gotten any sleep. The brunette was far from rested, and her disheveled appearance perfectly en-captured how she was feeling.

It took a few minutes for her to build up the energy and will to sit up in her bed, Harlow not hesitating to cast an annoyed glare in the direction of her window. It wasn't like she could blame the sun, though the thought did cross her mind once or twice. However, a glance towards her alarm clock flipped a switch that sent Harlow racing across her room in a bid to get ready for the day. How had she slept in so late?! A series of incomprehensible words escaped her lips as she flung herself left and right to get ready for the day, stopping so she could peer at her reflection in the mirror.

It was worse than she thought; her hair stuck out in all sorts of directions, her eyes had dark circles under them, and she was pretty sure that she was wearing the same clothes she had worn the previous day. Her life had become something else entirely, though she would choose living with the pack over suffering through years of medical school. It still baffled her how devoted people were. That was over ten years of your life training to help people when it was much easier to get out and actually do something. That, however, was a discussion for another day.

Harlow nearly fell down putting on her pants but managed to regain her balance before she could hit the ground. That didn't prevent her from ramming her hip into the corner of the bed frame, causing the brunette to slap a hand over her mouth to stifle any profanity that threatened to escape her lips. There were children in the house after all, and as Gamma she had to keep up a certain image. That is, if her image wasn't already completely ruined due to the unnecessarily loud noises coming from behind her closed door. She could only imagine what the others were thinking, though didn't dwell on it too much as she stripped off her shirt and grabbed, without hesitation, a soft sweatshirt. Comfort was her main priority at the moment.

As a finishing touch, and to avoid scaring the faint of heart, Harlow ran a brush through her tangled hair until it lay in relatively neat waves and applied some basic concealer beneath her eyes. She stood in her mirror scrutinizing her handiwork and assessing her outfit before shrugging. It was good enough, and it wasn't like she had anyone to impress... Right? The woman let a soft sigh escape from her lips before turning on her heel and marching out of her door.

Harlow didn't bother to put on a happy guise as she strutted into the common area with a metaphorical storm cloud hovering above her head. As if in a trance, the gamma made an a-line straight for the coffee pot and poured herself a mug, ignoring Alexander completely. She offered no greeting to anyone in the area, and instead collapsed face first onto the couch without a sound all the while managing not spill a drop of the life juice that was caffeine. She had always heard people talking about how they regularly only got a couple hours of sleep a night, and she was sure that she wouldn't ever be able to do that in this lifetime.

Her head was pounding and the Gamma took a small sip of her straight black coffee (due to her not having the patience to add any cream or sugar), relishing the warm liquid that would hopefully bring her to her senses. She sat up on the couch and drew her legs close to her chest in a comfortable position, nursing her drink with a grateful look. "Whoever discovered caffeine deserves an award," she muttered between sips, already feeling a bit more alive. It was a start, though Harlow was sure she would be getting a refill very soon.

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Thoughts were still streaking across her mind. Sara had been with the pack for a little less than a year and she had still made zero progress in terms of creating connections. The young woman sat up in her bed, sighing softly to herself before getting ready. She ran a brush through her hair, observing how the sunlight made it look even lighter than it was. How suitable of her to have white hair when she was so cold to those around her. She truly was a walking stereotype. She splashed some water on her face to remove any of the sleepiness that lingered and began to get dressed for the day, a small frown on her lips.

Sara selected a pair of jeans and a tank top, deciding to keep her outfit simple in order to not draw attention. She left her long bob down and in her natural waves, neglecting to add any makeup to her features.Like her brother, the young guardian had never felt drawn to fashion and making herself look beautiful. When one physically trained every day makeup would just be another obstacle to hurdle. Not bothering to do another once-over, Sara quickly left her room and gently closed it behind her. As soon as she was out of the privacy of her room, an emotionless look shrouded her face as she walked towards the kitchen, observing that her brother was once again making breakfast. She couldn't help but roll her eyes, taking a seat at the table nearby and watching him happily eating, arching an eyebrow.

"You realize you look like a pig when you eat like that," Sara stated, her face lacking any sort of emotions that could clue an outsider in to how she was truly feeling. Alexander, however, was rather used to his baby sisters icy demeanor and sent her a larger grin to spite her. Sara frowned slightly, shaking her head as she sipped on a glass of water.

"Tiny! How'd you sleep? Hope you weren't too cold last night," Alexander answered, stressing the word code with a wink towards the blonds direction, earning a scoff from her as she stood up slowly to walk away. Alex snickered to himself as he continued to eat, watching as Sara entered the kitchen to grab a banana for breakfast.

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Relax. That is what her mind replayed in her mind over and over as she lay on the lake floating with her limbs sprawled on the waters surface. How long had it been since she was here? She took a small relaxed breath before sinking down into the depths her eyes staring up to see a waning moon shining down on the female. Closing her eyes she felt safe in the depths.she opened them again seeing as she felt like she was suffocationg. the liquid around her had become pitch black and she didn't know which way was up. She struggled underneath the water before finally breaking the surface. She turned to the east to find a blaze tearing through the forest rapidly making its way towards the water.

Her eyes became wide with fright as she struggled to get olut but the water had become like tar. The fire had touched the surface of the lake and it began to surround her. " HELP" she cried out over and over. Just as the blaze reached her fingers she bolted up from her bed with a shakey breath. Her eyes wide her hands shook violently as they went to touch the throbbing burn scars. She covered her mouth with a shakey hand muttering sweet nothings to herself in attempt to calm herself down. " Come on, get out of bed" she told herself getting out of bed and stumbling into her closet.

She still heard the roars of the flames from her nightmare and it set her on edge. She took A simple black oversized sweater from her closet and slipping it over her bright blue bra. Her hair messily remained inside the sweater as she put on some simple ripped blue jeans and combat boots. She still shook slightly however managed to keep it under wraps by slidding her hands inside the sleeves as she made her way down the stairs and towards the kitchen. " Good morning Akribos" She spoke cheerfully As she spotted the alpha male enter the kitchen fresh from the shower before turning to bedda. " You seen styxx? I wanna talk to her before your training and set ground rules. Make sure I remind her" she asked before gasping. " Anyone want anything specific? I can make an omelette or something" She offered glancing at the accumulating crowd entering the kitchen

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Jared yawned as he tossed and turned in his bed trying to go back to his ever blissful sleep. However the bright morning sun seemed to keep him from that goal. He groaned childishly and sat up. He and his sister styxx shared a room considering nobody else wanted neither to room, or sleep in the next room with a troublemaking 19 year old baby. Their words, not his. He ran a hand through his hair and yawned seeing his sister snoring away peacefully tucked away in her bed. " Lucky" He scoffed to himself. He turned to his chair which had an outfit he thrown on there at random.

He slipped on his jacket off the coat rack before making his way down stairs. " Morning Akri" He chuckled kissing Lorelei on the top of her head Much to her discontent. " You don't have to mock me" She scoffed. " And who said I was" he shrugged making himself a comedically large cup of coffee. " say a word about this and none of you will live til christmas" he warned the surrounding pack members as he drank the brown liquid from the cup.

Apostolos Sprinted through the surrounding forest. He wore black joggets and a loosely fitted tank top as he did his usual path. He huffed as he reached the lake. Kneeling down to the surface and splashing water on his face. After His small break he started sprinting down the long path back to the house. By the time he arrived he was already drenched in sweat. Opening the door he briskly walked back to his room grunting in greeting to the other pack members. Sliding off his top he threw it into the laundrey basket before making his way to the shower. closing the door behind him he took off the remainder of his clothes and got in. Took him a good 10 minutes before finishing and wiping his face off with his navy blue towel. Wrapping it around his waist he walked to hid closet and slid on his undergarments and black jeans. He slid on a black t-shirt and went down in socks. Seeing as he had been pushing his scouts too far during training Lorelei had ordered he give them a rest. (or because he has no scouts XD) He grabbed a simple apple from the fridge and sighed taking a bite from the red delicious.

Alexander watched as the rest of the pack seemed to rise from the dead, watching their interactions curiously. Harlow was passed out on the couch while still somehow managing to drink her coffee, Sara was off somewhere alone, Andrew had entered with his little sister in his arms, and the O'Dyer twins were up as well. Other people caught his eye as well, though his thoughts were interrupted as Bedda addressed him, causing the Alpha to grin. "Yeah, it doesn't happen often," He mused, finishing up the food on his plate and bringing it in the kitchen to clean it off. The man scrubbed happily, whistling a short tune before continuing to watch the pack with a look of pride on his face. They weren't perfect, but they were a family. He caught Sara's eye and gave her a cheeky wave only to have her send a blank expression back in his direction. While her expressions were emotionless, they were cold enough to make a grown man cry.

There was once a time in which Sara was a happy go lucky girl. Now he feared that if he mentioned this, she would sock him right in the jaw. She was small but packed a strong left hook. Perhaps that was why she had been so keen on becoming a guardian? Training was really the only time she seemed to be the most comfortable, despite not getting along with the others. The blond noticed her brother staring and quickly turned away, causing Alex to scratch the back of his neck awkwardly. They had a real communication problem. Seeing other siblings like Erik and Bedda made him a bit jealous. Would it be okay to ask Bedda to talk to her, or would that warrant another punch to the jaw?

Alex turned his head to ask her to see Bedda had already preoccupied herself with Apostolos. He arched an eyebrow in surprise, noting her blatantly flirty tone. This had obviously been happening for a while but he had somehow missed it. Romance always reaped drama, and while it was his job to monitor that, the alpha couldn't help looking forward to how things worked out. The man was a bit nosy, after all, and shockingly enjoyed some good gossip now and then. He should just be happy that everyone seemed to be getting along well enough. Who knew how the rest of the day would go.

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Harlow couldn't help but groan when Erik asked her how her night was, sitting up on the couch and giving him a soft glare. "I'm sure that you can come to your own conclusion," She grumbled standing up and trying to detangle her again messy hair. It was a shame that her pain killers were running low since she could really use an Advil at that moment. That meant she would have to go into town again. Her head felt like it was being struck by a hammer. Reading medical textbooks all night with low light didn't help, that was for sure. The Gamma quickly down the rest of her coffee, resisting the urge to gag at the bitter taste before setting it down on the table, roughly rubbing her eyes before standing up. She didn't think she would be able to bear having another cup of liquid gold. Her stomach was weak enough as it was at the moment. Why did staying up late completely throw her entire physical health off kilter? Yet another reason to preach self health to the others in the pack.

The woman watched the commotion in the living room and kitchen area, rolling her eyes slightly at the display of affection between Bedda and Apostolos. It was far too early to stomach anything like that, though Harlow had never been much of a romantic. She always found herself running away from any type of flirtation. One instance was when she was at the pharmacy and a man had walked up behind her, attempting to chat her up and asking her what she did for a living. He even had the nerve to ask her out, though she supposed it was a nice enough gesture. Still, sure enough, Harlow had quickly run out of the store - yes, run - without any of the medicine that she had intended on buying. What was she supposed to do? It wasn't like she could say yes! He was a human and it wouldn't be long until she found out what she was. It was weird enough to say that she lived in a communal home with a bunch of men, women, and children that she had no familial relation to. Harlow let out a soft sigh, rubbing her temples in annoyance.

The sight of Andrew, or rather Aubrey, made a soft smile appear on the brunettes face and she quickly made her way over. The little girl had a place in the Gamma's heart, one of the few people that could make her genuinely smile. It wasn't that she was a stone cold b**ch, but she just wasn't the type of person to smile at all times. She left that to their loving Alpha, Alex. "Someone looks like they got the same amount of sleep as I did," Harlow murmured softly, brushing some hair out of Aubrey's face before looking up at Andrew. Realizing how close she was to him since Aubrey was in his arms, she quickly took a step back and cleared her throat. "Do you need any help? I can get her a breakfast plate."

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Sara turned her head to look at Bedda, who also happened to be her boss of sorts, and nodded her head in acknowledgement. "I will let them know when I see them," She replied, her voice calm and collected, her Australian accent still extremely prominent. Alexander's had faded slightly since he had lived in the States longer than she had. For Sara, this was all very new to her. The blond continued to eat her banana, doing her best to ignore her brothers stares as she observed the others. That was where she and her kin were the most similar. Despite their seemingly opposite demeanors, they were both extremely observant.

The only thing to draw her attention, however, was the exchange between Bedda and Apostolos. Sara did not hide her eye roll, shaking her head as she finished her banana and tossed the peel in the trashcan. She gracefully moved towards the sink to wash her hands, giving the two a sideways look. It was obvious that they were somewhat intimate from the way that they interacted, something Sara didn't understand. Romance got in the way of training, and Bedda happened to do her training. Not to mention that she was pretty sure that there was some sort of love triangle that the Lead Guardian had entangled herself into. While Alex enjoyed observing, Sara was extremely skilled at reading people. She turned to the two, a small and hardly noticeable frown appearing on her face. "I'd suggest focusing more on training than whatever this is," Sara simply said, her expression still blank and tone containing its usual coldness. Still, despite the lack of emotion, it was obvious that this was not meant as a joke. The guardian was not know for holding her tongue when it came to her observations, no matter what rank people were in the pack. The social hierarchy was also something the young woman was not accustomed to.

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The omega had not slept a wink. One of his memories plagued his mind throughout the night; He relentlessly paced around the living room during the night before choosing to lay down and bite his hind leg in an unconscious manner of comfort. Feelings of a shackle felt heavy on his hind leg, dogs chasing him relentlessly, men beating him with belts until he cowered in submission. The teeth marks were shallowly visible by morning when he had first heard Alex coming down the stairs. Tobias barely spared him a tired glance, bright azure eyes focused on the floor. It had been several months since the alpha had brought him into the house but only a few weeks since he started smelling like pack. He kept ninety percent of his time in his wolf form due mostly to trauma and fear. The albino had only moved from his curled position under the coffee table when Alexander returned from his run, changed and made his way to the kitchen. Tobias crawled out, walking gimply over towards the man. His tail wagged lightly in greeting as he got closer, sitting beside his legs and leaning on him. Drowsiness was making him sluggish and not quite processing the world around him. Others were beginning to come downstairs, most unrecognizable to him but a few were easy to tell. Erik and Bedda, the twins who were part of the group that brought him back to the house. His ears perked forward at Bedda but he didn't feel comfortable with Erik who always seemed to be skeptical of the ex-rogue. Tobi lifted his front paw up to scrape at the air towards Bedda.

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Working on it...

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At this point in the day, almost everyone was awake and walking about the house. Soon their duties would kick in and everyone would be too busy to socialize with their poor old Alpha. Alex laughed slightly to himself, running his fingers through his still damp hair. What did he have to do? He knew that Harlow had to go into town later in the week since she kept complaining to him about missing medicine. The woman was a difficult one to fend off, that was for sure, and everyone would suffer if she didn't get the supplies she needed - physically and emotionally. The blond man turned his head and observed the Gamma socializing lightly with Andrew and Aubrey and nodded his head in approval. At least she wasn't in a bad mood at the moment.

The feeling of something leaning on his leg made Alexander pause and he looked down, spotting Tobias at his feet. The man smiled, patting the omega on the head softly. "Morning Tobi. Did you get something to eat?" He questioned, not at all phased that the boy was currently in his wolf form. He had become accustomed to it in the months that Tobias had been with the pack. In that time, Alexander had begun to think of him as a younger brother. He was still not comfortable around everyone in the pack, some even being wary of him, making Alex more keen to protect and guide him. Hopefully one day he would be more comfortable among so many people, but until that day Alex was content caring for him.

Not waiting for an answer, Alexander began preparing a plate for the omega, whistling once more. However, his whistling stopped when he noticed the standoff between Sara and Bedda. Well, at least it seemed like a standoff. Sara looked completely unphased by Bedda's harsh words, almost looking bored. He groaned inwardly, rubbing his temples in frustration. Of course his sister would cause issues before the day had even started. Alex turned back to Tobias, setting the plate on the ground. "It's like she's an idiot, but I know she isn't. She's so smart that she's stupid, and her personality doesn't help," He started, suddenly feeling the need to rant about his familial issues to someone he knew wouldn't judge him for it. "Sara needs to learn not to be so abrasive and to understand other people have feelings too." The Alpha Male took another glance back at the two, watching them carefully. He wouldn't butt in just because Sara was his sister. She needed to handle her own issues, though he wasn't going to let a full out brawl happen in the kitchen. While he knew that Sara usually kept a level head and rarely had outbursts, he knew that she rubbed people the wrong way and a fight was still very possible.

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Harlow let a small sideways smile slip as she looked up at Andrew, tilting her head to the side as she nodded in agreement. "You'll have to show me what she'd want," the Gamma began, looking slightly unsure. She never quite understood kids. Many seemed to annoy her, though Aubrey was an angel and never got on her nerves. Even so, Harlow had no idea what they wanted in terms of activities, food, clothes, toys, and the list goes on. She was rather lost in that world, though she was willing to learn if it meant keeping Aubrey sweet for as long as possible. That, and Andrew couldn't always strain himself so much. She knew that he loved his sister very much, but he would put her health before hers to the point of hurting himself. That was not something she would want to see.

The woman looked down at Aubrey as she opened her eyes slightly and let out a soft laugh before turning towards the kitchen, beckoning Andrew to follow. As she arrived, and took in the vast array of food Alexander had happened to make, she pursed her lips. "She doesn't still drink bottles, right...?" Harlow questioned with an unsure expression. Part of her knew that this was a ridiculous question and her cheeks burned red, forcing the woman to snap her face forward and grab a plastic plate from the cubboard. Glass with a small child was probably not the best idea, no matter how sweet said child was. "Er, nevermind. Forget I said that," she grumbled, putting some cut up fruit on the plate to start. Kids like fruit, right? Agh, she was so hopeless.

A commotion caught her attention and Harlow looked up from the plate, sighing in exasperation at what she saw. Sara and Bedda were arguing, and she was having none of it. "If you two get into a brawl right here I'll have you both committed to the infirmary. No training, no talking, no nothing." Harlow was by no means a fighter, though in another life she very well could have been. The woman often was extremely sharp in her words, greenish blue eyes flashing with anger. If they got any louder, they would probably wake Aubrey up very rudely, though she did not explicitly express her concern. There was no need to embarrass herself any further that morning.

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Sara watched Bedda subtly fume as she told her off, looking as emotionless as ever. In fact, the young woman looked bored by the exchange. While Bedda was speaking, the blond casually reached and grabbed a cup, filling it with water and taking a sip while she waited for the Lead Guardian to finish her spiel. It was very long and, in her own opinion, a tad unnecessary. She watched the other woman carefully, dissecting her words and movements curiously, taking another casual drink of her water. When was this thing going to end? Part of what she said almost made the woman want to burst out laughing, though her icy demeanor forbade her from doing so. As soon as Bedda finished talking, Sara opened her mouth once more, either completely unaware with how angry Bedda was becoming or simply not caring. Considering it was her, it was most likely the latter.

"I didn't say this because Alexander is my brother," Sara stated, wanting desperately to scoff, her voice clear and rather confident, though disinterested, despite the situation. She took another drink of her water, setting the empty glass on the counter as soon as she was done. She ran her fingers through her wavy and short hair, crossing her arms over her chest nonchalantly, painfully aware of all the eyes on her. Still, the guardian showed no signs of caring. "Do what you'd like. Conversate as you'd like. Frolic with all the men you'd like. The only reason I interjected was simply out of concern of my own training." Sara's voice, despite her looking extremely disinterested, was sharp as a knife and just as cold. "However, do not ever assume that you know my motives or my best interest. I am here for the sake of the pack and the sake of the pack alone. You are simply here to help me get stronger." With that, looking just as bored as she did before, Sara turned on her heel and began to walk away as if nothing had happened. As she reached the living room, the woman stopped and looked back at Bedda, sending her her signature emotionless stare. "Feel free to work me harder. I would relish the chance to become better." Finished with her piece, and satisfied with what she had to say, Sara sat down in a chair by the window and looked into the trees, ignoring Erik or anyone else's stare, especially her brothers. She was sure that she would be getting an earful, though that didn't bother her.

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