Blodwen didn't get up again until 8 that morning, but even then, she was one of the only ones up. Everyone in the pack had different sleeping patterns and schedules, and a lot of them worked night shift just because it was more convenient to them. They changed on the full moon at night anyway and night was when they were at their strongest, so why not?
She usually slept in the afternoon, but yesterday had just been so tiring, she just needed to sleep. This happened every year around the time of the anniversary of the deaths of the families and Cian's birthday.
She got dressed in some leggings and a long sleeved shirt with a sigh, pulling on her winter boots, not bothering to do anything about her hair, and she walked into the kitchen after closing her bedroom door behind her.
"Morning." Micah, her younger brother said. "There's coffee in the pot, just made it."
She nodded. "That's good. Coffee's good." She really needed coffee right now, really did.
"Rough night?"
"Yeah, I guess you could say that."
"You okay?" He asked.
Blodwen gave her brother the slightest hint of a smile. "I'm fine, Micah." She told him. "How have your nights been?" She knew her little brother, and she knew that he often had reoccurring nightmares, but she was the only one that he's really told about this.
"They've actually been fine for once; I'm getting some sleep now." He sighed heavily. "But I suppose that will change soon, seeing that the full moon is next week."
She gave a nod, she hadn't forgotten. "It'll be fine, we always take precautions, it'll be over before you know it."
That was only the half-truth. Sure, while the transformation and being in wolf form only lasted about 12 hours or longer (depending on each wolf, and how long they've been doing it), it seemed longer than that, because the transformations were truly painful. Really, really painful, it wasn't fun for anyone, and as alpha, Blodwen hated seeing her wolves in pain.
She reached into the cupboard and pulled out a mug and poured the coffee. "Are the others home or do you even know?"
"I think so." Micah nodded. "I believe Alistair, Arthur and Jonah stayed in last night, but I heard Edgar and Louis come in about 4 this morning."
Blodwen nodded. "Okay." There was no telling what Edgar and Louis was up to. Whenever they didn't have responsibilities , they liked to go plowing out all hours of the night. As long as they didn't get into any trouble, Blodwen didn't bother with it.
"So, have you hear the rumors?" Micah asked, looking at his sister. "About Niklaus?"
Blodwen shook her head, tilting it slightly. "No, what is it this time?" She asked, curious. She never heard much about the youngest and only half-brother, other than how a lot of vampires were scared of him, and that he was the original hybrid, so most of the time, when rumors were spread about him, it was generally true.
"About how he sired a child." He told me. "His biological child. Cary was telling me about it earlier."
Blodwen raised an eyebrow as she set her empty mug in the sink, it was Jonah's turn to do the dishes. "No, can't say I have." While most people would think that it was impossible, but she could very well understand how it wasn't. Sure, while Niklaus had been turned into a vampire like the rest of his family, but he still had his werewolf side from their father, and werewolves could reproduce, so it wasn't too impossible as one might think.
Micah nodded. "I'm not surprised. I mean, they have been trying to keep this under wraps." He said.
The alpha shrugged. "Can't say I blame them for wanting to do that." She mused. "Because if this is true, then that is one very powerful child that could very well be tried to be used against him."
"There's also another thing that I heard through the grapevine." Micah hesitated.
She raised her brows at the younger wolf. "Oh? Do tell."
"I heard that Klaus's sire link was broken. I heard some vampires talking about it." He admitted.
"What? How is that even possible?" She asked, wide eyed. Everyone, even the werewolves knew that if the sire of a vampire bloodline was killed, then everyone that that vampire had turned, and everyone that they had turned would die along with them.
"I don't know." Micah shrugged. "It's what I heard."
"Damn, and I thought we had issues." Blodwen shook her head.
Micah snorted. "You're telling me." He shook his head before standing up. "Well, I think I'm going to go get some sleep." He said. "You know, with the moon coming up and all."
She nodded. "Yeah, night."
"Night Blodwen." Micah disappeared down a hall and she could hear her little brother's door shut.
Next week, with the full moon, she would definitely have her hands full, that was for sure. She sighed before going down and out to the bunker (where the pack normally chained themselves) and checked on the supplies. She noted that she needed to get making some more wolfsbane and she inspected the chains before determining that she would need to get some more chains, as some of them looked like they were worn down.