@fightforbetter asked ➸ ❛ You are the heart of this Pack. Without you, it’s nothing. ❜
"YOU REALLY THINK SO?", Belle can't help the shock at her moms words. Sure, she helps out with the Pack every second she can spare, from checking in on the oldest members, to keeping the Pack babies entertained and out of too much trouble. But the heart of the Pack?
"Sure you're not getting me mixed up with someone else, mom?" Hayley's the Crescent queen, the woman who united the Pack and freed them from vampires, witches, and curses alike. And Hope? Her sister is stronger than anyone knows, the heir apparant, and future leader of all factions of New Orleans.
Belle is just Belle, really. (Except with the occasional crushing pressure of being the last of an entire royal wolf bloodline, but no biggy. That hardly makes her heart material.)
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@fightforbetter asked ➸ ❛ Being consumed with bloodlust is not in your nature. ❜
“AND WHAT IS?” Belle’s ‘nature’ has ALWAYS been different to the other wolves - She’s the only one lucky enough to trigger her curse without killing anyone, not that she had any say in the matter (It was base instincts - trigger it or die before ever being born. What a fun curse her ancestor had given them.) But she’s never seen herself as cursed. Overwhelmed at the cacophany of sounds and smells? Sure! But she’s never felt more like comfortable in her own skin than when she’s turning.
(She’s always felt more wolf than girl.)
And now? With the rest of her immortal life ahead of her? She has NO IDEA what to do. Feels discomfort building up every second, of every day in a way she NEVER has before. How the hell did her mom ever cope with this? Because Belle’s pretty sure she CAN’T.
“I never ASKED for this, mom.” Because everyone knows what kind of vampires emotional girl’s like her make. She can feel the rest of the Quarter just waiting for her to break, to snap, to kill. (She’d rather DIE than hurt anyone.)
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