This bitch has the nerve

                                    

                                          
Nicole
                          
Its been a week since I told Jazmon about Jack and she's still kinda getting used to it. As I'm still getting used to him being in a coma.
                          
"So-" it's about 10 in the morning and she has already asked me 5 times about him. 
                          
"Yes he is my best friend no he will not replace you." I add. She pouts and goes back to eating the waffles I made. I roll my eyes and go back to cooking. Today I decided to make the whole pack lunch since it's Saturday and everyone won't be up till around 12, but for the people who do get up early I make them waffles but they still promise to join for lunch. 
                          
When Jazmons done with her waffles I ask her to flip the pancakes that are on the stove. Never to late to have pancakes. So far I've made only bacon and eggs since I've just started. 
                          
With the pancakes I'm making 10 stacks with 20 pancakes on each- a lot I know but us werewolves burn off fat easier and definitely quicker and we have a big appetite- and to add to my amazing cooking I'm making the stacks like a pyramid so biggest pancake on the bottom and it gets smaller and smaller as it gets to the top.
                          
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"Finally I'm done!" I gasp exhausted. I have finished making lunch/ breakfast. I made potatoes, sausages, bacon and eggs, pancakes, waffles, pies, salad- potato, egg ect, lasagna, chicken nuggets and lastly steak. Might not sound like a lot but feeding a pack with 300 , I have to make a lot. 
                          
As I'm placing the last batch of steak on the table I hear running coming from all around the pack house. In less than 10 seconds I have the pack house crowding around the dining table (which is in a giant fricken room the size of a house) staring at the food in shock.
                          
"Breakfast/lunch is served" As soon as the words leave my mouth everyone is pushing and shoving to get a seat soon turning into caos. A couple of plates of food have already met the floor. 
                          
"Oi!" I yell. No one hears me. I put two fingers in my mouth and whistle. All heads turn to me. 
                          
"I did not make all this for it to meet the tiled floor. Now everyone's going to SLOWLY find a seat." And everyone does exactly that. Once they're all seated they look at me. "What are you waiting for DIG IN!" I yell laughing as everyone smiles and jumps in to grab food. But I don't miss the way they looked at me with awe and pride before they ate. 
                          
"You know, no one has ever gotten the whole pack together in the same room at the same time to eat." Jazmon says standing next to me at the head of the table, watching as pack members converse- introducing themselves properly and getting to know each other, catching up and telling them about their week. 
                          
This is my pack. My pack. 
                          
"What the fuck!?" Joes voice is heard. Everyone's heads including mine and Jazmons, look at the other end of the table, where a surprised Joe and Sandy stand. 
                          
"Joe I think I drank to much last night. OMG IM SICK, THATS IMPOSSIBLE BUT IM SICK-" no one blinks. "IM GONNA DIE!" Sandy says throwing herself at her confused and shocked husband. I burst out laughing at her ridiculousness, soon everybody joins. 
                          
"How? What? I'm hungry." Is all sandy says before she finds a seat next to a fellow mother and grabs some food. Joe stands in front of me shocked. He opens his mouth to speak but no words come out.
                          
"I decided to make everyone breakfast/lunch since I was bored and that they'd all be hungry when they got up." I answer his unasked question.