Anxiety had been building with every day that led up to the duel that coming Saturday. Kaden was trying to hide it, control it as much as she could since she knew Kyle would be aware, but it was impossible to keep under wraps completely. Not that anyone could truly blame her–it was a stressful time after all. Today was a day just like the one before it and the one that would come after, plannings and preparations for all the potential outcomes and the just-in-cases. She knew it would be fine, Kyle would win as he always did–especially against a baby wolf like this–but they still had to go through the same patterns as always, and that meant a meeting at the pack house so he could talk to his pack members as a whole. Kaden had come along in a show of unity and support. Natalie luckily had been left at home with Zachary. After missing out on the early months of her life, he was doing everything he could to make up for that lost time now.
She was sitting on one of the bar stools in the kitchen, taking more than occasional sips of her water just to give her something to do. Nervous energy was bubbling within her more than it had been lately. Kaden figured it just had to do with being here, not being here exactly, but rather the reasoning behind why they were here. She was listening in on the conversation Kyle was having, not participating herself although she had originally been a part of it, while the last few stragglers of wolves arrived back at the house or came downstairs. The front door opening sent Kaden glancing over her shoulder once more, sending a thin-lipped smile and a small wave of her had as Meghan arrived still in her full hair and makeup.
Since the last three days leading up to the Duel were spent in near isolation, anything prior had to be completed before he got into the correct mindset. Especially with the course of how this duel would play out, Kyle wanted to make sure everything was laid out since the days following would be him isolating himself as well. He already knew what would happen – everyone would hate him, call him a murderer, a savage animal, so on, so forth. Last time, he was grateful enough to have been in a coma to not be conscious during it. And just like before, he was laying down ground rules for the wolves that were able to be in attendance. He was talking to Brooklyn, getting a headcount when he saw Kaden in the corner of his eye smile at someone. Arms that were folded continued to constrict his chest as he turned around to see who else it was.
Meg. Oh, the prized possession. “We’ll talk later,” he mumbled to Brook, walking over to the blonde as she walked in. A quick look was given towards Kaden, making sure she was fine before giving the blonde his full attention. “You smell like shit,” he said genuinely, knowing the smell of hot lights, stale air, and beauty products. Plus, by the appearance of her face and hair, it only validated the fact that she had more than likely was returning from what was making him so irritated in the first place. As customary, Kyle still went for a hug, pulling her in before pulling away. “Didn’t think you’d show.”
Meg was exhausted-- she’d been working all day, going from studio to studio, trying to do some preemptive damage control in the media, anticipating just how bad the press was going to get after Kyle’s duel. She wasn’t even sure it was working or that trying to get ahead of the inevitable bad press would make much of a difference, but she knew she still had to try, not just for Kyle’s, but for everyone’s, sake. As she arrived at the pack house, she took a deep breath before heading in, already anticipating that Kyle would give her shit for how much she’d been on TV lately.
She smiled as she spotted Kaden waving at her, walking over to greet her with a “Hey, how are you?” and a hug as Kyle finished up his conversation with Brook. Meg shook her head at Kyle’s greeting. It hadn’t taken very long at all for it to come up, had it? “Rude. I’ll have you know, I happen to really like the smell of hairspray,” she joked, returning the hug and raising an eyebrow at his next comment. “Of course I’d show...” she replied hesitantly, “It’s a pack meeting, and you’re going to be dueling-- this is important.”
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