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Third pov

Half of the pack houses was in chaos.

Packing their suitcases and their belongings.

Saying goodbye to their best friends.

Martin and Graysen are dealing with some errands with some Alphas.

Fleurie was packing her suitcase alone in their room.

Whenever Fleurie hears her mate saying " our * she instantly becomes a

blushing mess.

Marisa, Martin's Sister was standing outside of their Alpha room, she

was scared and nervous about the idea of approaching her Luna

because she saw how vulnerable and fragile she was.

She knocked on the door, pushing the door open.

"Do you need help Luna?" she asked with nervousness.

Fleurie looked at her and shook her head.

"Can I sit with you?" Fleurie smiled feeling great about having someone

talking to her.

She patted on the bed cover gesturing her to sit beside her.

Marisa closed the door, sitting on the bed beside her Luna.

Fleurie grabbed her notebook not feeling comfortable with talking to

others yet.

are you okay? Do you need anything?

Fleurie wrote down on her notebook that her mate Graysen gave to her

"No, I was just hesitating about approaching you or talking to you, so

here I am " Marisa smiled slightly shaking her head.

The Luna of Graysen frowned slightly writing

Hesitating? why?

"I'm just socially awkward, also, you seemed to be fragile” Marisa saw

how her Luna was laying on the bed unconscious, she saw her bruises

and the scars on her wrist.

she was scared of saying anything that may trigger her luna

Fleurie smiled slightly and she wrote

my scars and bruises are just the colours of battles

Marisa was proud of having a strong and brave Luna, Marisa smiled

widely and she realized that she wants to be as her Luna and how

grateful is her luna.

* friends?"

Fleurie was shocked that someone wants to be her friend, she didn't

have a friend to comfort her when she's sad, she doesn't know how to

be a friend, she doesn't know what to do with a friend, she had a friend

that her father killed then she was scared of having them, and now with

her father out of the picture, she wants a friend.

I would love to

Marisa smiled crushing her new friend with a hug.

" 20 Questions?" Marisa asked excitedly and her new friend noded

" Okay, Are you named after anyone? I like your name so much"

Fleurie means flowery ray in French, mom said she named me that

because she thought of the flowers the moment she saw me.

Fleurie said and the memories took her to her mother's soft touch, she

felt her eyes watering.

Marisa could feel her luna's feeling all over the place

she patted her luna's shoulder

" let me tell you, Umm, my second-grade teacher liked to ask us ' How

do you feel today on a scale of one to ten?" Marisa grinned of the

memory of her teacher.

* she'd always say that one was always “Not today, Mrs MacAuley, not

today" Fleurie looked at Marissa with teary eyes.

"and ten meant “i'm super, Thank you’, But I never liked numbers, they

would always twist and rebel against my mind so I chose to speak in

colours instead"

Marisa smiled on her young innocent self

* Color of mint chocolate ice cream meant that I'm calm

Bruises of blues and violets, these are unhappy colours

If I'm every colour in the rainbow, I'm super happy and calm

I'm grey, I'm silent

I'm as yellow as the school bus, I'm

free

Dark blue as the skies at night, I'm overwhelmed

so my dear friend and Luna lets use this tactic, let's tell each other how

do we feel in colours, let it be something special between us "

Fleurie has never felt that happy, that emotional, and her heart was

dancing with joy, she felt sad because she never approached her, but its

not her fault that she felt fear toward them.

Fleurie pulled Marisa in a warm hug

she cried on her shoulder

and promised herself that she will never let this friend slip away from,

and she swore that she will protect her no matter what.

Marisa tightened her arm around her friend, promising to be by her

side whether she was in sadness or joy, she will protect her even if it

meant shedding blood.

Marisa pulled away and said laughing "okay, enough of the emotional

thingies, come on ask me"

Fleurie looked at her, wiping her tears away.

What do you fear the most?

Flurie wrote

"Umm, let's see, I think I'm afraid of overthinking because it just leads

to another creepy and sad world"

she surely does fear to overthink, that's why she's not that social, she's

afraid of people judging her.

" Do you like reading books?"

Marisa is obsessed with books, she packed about four huge boxes that

are filled with books, and that is not even half of them.

I do like them a lot, and I like Turtles all the way down the book I read it

about six times and I'm not bored with it.

Fleurie did always go to the book store, she couldn't by any, but she sat

against the roofs reading, she can't buy because she couldn't afford,

even if she bought it her father will beat her and take it away.

it just went like that back and forth for hours, they did never felt bored.