Queen of all Werewolves

Chapter Four - Dinner with the Pack

Esmeralda's POV

As my mates and I made our way to the kitchen, I’ve noticed that my pack was waiting for us to start dinner. Well isn’t that so nice of them? Well come on, I am Queen but I don’t want them to wait for us. It is not necessarily. But I guess rules are rules. I’ll just let this slide for once. We took our seat and we all started to eat. Dinner was spaghetti and meatballs with a side green salad with the best ranch you can have. There were also breadsticks to go along with the spaghetti. Drinks were a variety of choices: water, coke, cherry-coke, Fanta orange, squirt, Pepsi, Vodka, Red Wine, Coronas, etc. You name it. Everyone had their own choice to down with their meal. I just drank water. I didn’t want to feel full, even though I am a werewolf, we can eat as much as we want but I wasn’t a fan of eating so late at night, 9 PM. I guess you can say it was our fault we are eating later. Normally, dinner is always at 6 PM. Today, we just lost track of time.

As we continued eating, I was watching everyone have their conversation with each other. It made me happy. I don’t like to talk much while we are eating. I think is embarrassing chewing with your mouthful when speaking.  Every time I eat, someone always tries to strike a conversation with me and catches me with my mouth full. How embarrassing. I had to cover my mouth and point my index finger up to show them to wait.

Seeing that so far we’ve been accident-free lately; when days can get any better, there is always something bad going to happen. I have that feeling that something bad is going to happen. If it’s not now, it will eventually come. For the past few weeks, everything has been accident-free. Just you wait; someone is going to cause trouble.

'BAM' 

Ah, I’ve spoken too soon.

"What the hell," I said to my wolf.

"Sounds like it's coming from the kitchen," said Star, my wolf. I got up quickly from my chair and looked around to find where that source of the sound came from. Others were about to get up, also but I’ve let them know I was going to handle it. They hesitated but as soon as I gave them ‘I dare you' look, they quickly apologized and sat back down. 

"Oh, I love being Queen," I said to my wolf, Star. I’ve made my way to the kitchen and there I’ve found Melissa and Nathaniel sitting on the counter, reaching in the jar of cookies and munching away with crumbs on their faces. I had that cookie jar very well hidden up in the highest cabinet. Because of the location of the jar, they knocked over a pot or pan full of leftover Spaghetti and meatballs.

"Sorry, mommy. The cookie monster got very hungry and wants the entire cookie she can find," said Melissa.

"Just pretend you didn’t see us mommy and go back to your dinner," said Nathaniel.

I just stared at them with one of my eyebrows lifted high and gave them that ‘Go to Bed’ look. To make things worse, I wanted to laugh so hard because currently, my daughter is wearing a cookie monster pajama. But as a Queen, I had my responsibilities and I can’t laugh in front of them. Oh, the pain having to hold that in.

"Are you kidding me, children? Go back to your room this very instant before…," I said before I was cut off when my mates enter the kitchen and saw what was going on.

"What’s going on in here," asked Brandon? Oh, I want to laugh so hard but I can’t. Ash and Brandon had this look and their faces. I just want to give them a laxative for concentrating too much. It looked like they were constipated, turning red at the same time.

"Melissa and Nathaniel, you guys are in a whole lot of trouble? You guys should be in your bed asleep. Now look at the mess," said Ash. The twins were just staring at Uncle Brandon and their father, Ash, munching on their cookies and giggling at the faces they were making.

"Daddy and Uncle Brandon, the more you look like that, I think mommy needs to get you to the hospital and ask for a prescription for constipation," said Melissa. At that very moment, I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I’ve busted out laughing with tears coming out of my eyes. Melissa is a mind reader or something because she knew what I wanted to say so bad but couldn’t. 

"Thank you, Melissa," I said to myself hoping Melissa can read my mind at the same time. I’ve always wonder if my children were gifted with powers too. I haven’t noticed. Is she a mind reader or it was just a coincidence? So I thought while I was still laughing.

"Ok, ok kids. Please stop eating the cookies and get down from that counter. Clean yourself up and go back to bed before daddy and Uncle Brandon eat the rest of your cookies and there won’t be no more in the cookie jar," I said to the twins. Once I have said this, they were shocked and quickly ate the last cookie in their hands, got down from the counter, dusted themselves off and ran up to their bedroom. By the mention of the cookie being eaten by someone else was something that my twins did not want it to happen. So they obeyed me and went to bed.

"I’ll make sure they are in bed," said Ash. Then Ash walked away after giving me a kiss on my forehead. That was nice of him. Then Brandon was just watching the mess that was made on the floor. Yes, I know. The spaghetti is all splatter on the floor. I’ve wondered if it’s still good. The floor was recently swept and mopped while we were eating dinner. I can still smell the pine sol.

"Shall we save the spaghetti or trash it," I asked?

"I think it is best to trash it. Even though the floor is clean, the chemicals from the pine sol can still be lingering around," said Brandon. Brandon mind link the kitchen cleaners to come and clean the mess up and we both stepped out of the kitchen back to the dining hall where everyone was still eating.

"False alarm everyone. It was just the twins and their cookies," said Brandon. As soon as he said that, everyone started to laugh. They all knew that my kids would always sneak out of their bed to find some cookies. This was not the first accident.

The first time it happened it was hilarious. 

*FLASHBACK*  

Grandpa Gary was having a meeting with the nearby pack Alpha’s in his office along with Ash and Brandon. I’ve hidden the cookie jar in his desk and the twins found out. They snuck into the meeting without anybody noticing. They crawled their way in like lil ninjas and made their way to the cookie jar. Luckily the desk was not locked, so they open the cabinet and climbed into it and closed it shut but not all the way shut. They need some light to munch on their cookies. While they were in there, Grandpa Gary was giving his speech and a fart rattle his desk. He stops talking and everyone was giving him that ‘No you didn’t’ look and busted out laughing. He was so embarrassed and he was letting him was not him. Everyone was joking around with Grandpa Gary until they heard some lil giggles coming from the desk. Grandpa Gary quickly looks at his desk and opens the cabinet door.

"Well look what we got here," said Grandpa Gary. He pulled them out and set them on his desk with their cookie jar. The twins were still munching their cookies in front of everyone.

"Sorry for farting. I couldn’t hold it in. Mommy fed me beans. Blame her," said Nathaniel while trying not to laugh. Again, everyone laughed at what he has just said.

*FLASHBACK OVER*

"Just to think of it now, how did they make their way into the office without anyone sensing their scent? Could they have the ability to mask their own scent? I’ve always thought about that. I must find out. This is getting suspicious," I said to my wolf.                        

"Ahh, the memories. I believe your twins are special. Soon or later we will find out the truth," responded Star.

As soon as dinner was over, we all head out for a last-minute run before going to bed. I’ve waited for Ash to come down. Once he finally came down, we all made our way to the garden and transformed into our wolves. We ran in the cold and it felt so good. This is a great way to end our night.