HARLEYAs I looked around, I realized I was in a bed, in what looked like a hospital room. There were machines beeping all around me, and a heart monitor was tracking my heartbeat. I felt a stab of panic, and I pulled at the wires attached to me. I had to get out of here.I looked down and saw that I was dressed in a hospital gown, and I had an IV in my arm. I tried to get out of the bed, but I was too weak. I felt dizzy and lightheaded, and I fell back onto the bed.I heard the door to my hospital room open, and I saw my father walk in. I could tell by the look on his face that he was worried about me."Dad," I said, trying to sound cheerful. "I'm fine, I just need some fresh air."He shook his head, his expression stern. "You're not fine, and you're not going anywhere. You hit your head, and we need to make sure you're okay.""I saw you lying on the ground outside of the house," he said, his eyes full of concern. "What happened? Why were you outside?"I tried to remember, but my h
HARLEYI closed my eyes and let the memories come, taking me back to a time when I was just a child. I remembered my mother helping me get dressed for school, brushing my hair, and kissing me on the forehead. I remembered her warm smile and her gentle touch, and I felt a pang of longing, of sadness.I opened my eyes, the present coming back into focus. I was no longer a child, and my mother was no longer with me. But I could still feel her love, deep in my heart."I love you, my little flower," my mother said, using her special nickname for me. "You're going to have a wonderful day at school, and I'll be waiting for you when you get home."I smiled up at her, my heart full of love. "I love you too, Mama," I said, my voice soft and sweet. "I'll miss you while I'm gone."She kissed me on the cheek, her hand warm against my face. "I'll be right here when you get back," she said. "Always remember that, no matter what."After school hours, I couldn’t wait to ran home from school, my hear
HARLEYI was jolted back to the present, back to the hospital room, and I was confused for a moment. Then I heard the knock at the door, and I felt my heart pound in my chest. I knew that it couldn't be my father, but I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread.Maybe it’s because of that Man’s face appearing in my eye. I hesitantly walked to the door and opened it, my hands trembling. There was a young woman standing there, dressed in a nurse's uniform. She smiled at me, her eyes kind. "Hello, my name is Amanda," she said, her voice soft."How are you feeling?" the nurse asked, her expression full of concern.I gave her a weak smile. "I'm feeling better," I said, my voice quiet. "Thank you."The nurse nodded, and she turned to leave the room. I watched her go, and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I closed the door, and I let out a sigh of relief. But then I heard it - another knock on the door. I froze, my heart racing. Could it be my father?"Come in," I said, my v
HARLEY"You're certain?" he asked, his eyebrows raised. "You don't want to be rich? Or famous? Or powerful? Not even one of those things?"I shook my head, feeling a little overwhelmed. "I just want to see my mother again," I said, my voice soft and vulnerable. "That's all I want."He nodded, his eyes gentle. "I can help you with that," he said. "I can give you happiness.""How?" I asked, my skepticism evident in my tone. "How could you possibly do that?""I can't bring your mother back," he said, his voice full of compassion. "But I can help you feel close to her. I can help you remember her, and remember the love you shared. That can be enough to make you happy."I felt a wave of emotion wash over me, and I had to blink back tears. "I'm not sure if it's possible," I said, my voice thick with emotion. "I miss her so much."He reached out and took my hand, his grip firm and reassuring. "It is possible," he said, his eyes filled with conviction."I will take you somewhere," he said, h
HARLEYSusan walked in. She was tall and imposing, her hair pulled back into a tight bun. She was dressed in a crisp pantsuit, and her eyes were hard. "What are you doing?" she snapped at me, her voice cold. "Get up and get to work! There's no time for lounging around."I stood up quickly, feeling like a child being scolded. "Sorry," I mumbled, my voice meek. "I was just -""I don't care what you were doing," the woman said, her voice cutting me off. "What I care about is getting lunch on the table. There's no time to waste."I looked down at my feet, feeling small and embarrassed. "Yes, ma'am," I said, my voice barely a whisper. I was still not feeling to well. My body was still weak so I couldn’t argue with Susan.If I did, I knew what she was capable of doing. She might hurt me as there was no one home. Just me and her, alone. "And, you better make sure lunch is ready before I get home," Susan said, her voice stern. "You know how important it is to me to have everything done
HARLEYI opened the door and there stood Shane, a wide smile on his face. My heart skipped a beat, he had planned to take me somewhere but I couldn’t now. I don’t even know if it’s important anymore "Hi, Shane," I said, trying to sound casual. "What are you doing here?”“Why are you home already?” He asked still smiling, “You should still be at the hospital, right?”“Ohh… about that.” I scratch the back of my head, “it’s alright. I’m okay now.”I lied, my heart beating in an uneven rhythm. Shane's smile faltered. "You're not okay," he said, his tone suddenly serious. "I can tell by the look on your face. Something's wrong, and I'm not leaving until you tell me what it is."I sighed. There was no way I could get out of this. He was too perceptive. "Come inside," I said, stepping aside to let him in. "I'll tell you what's going on."Shane entered the house, his gaze searching my face. I led him to the living room and we both sat down on the couch.As I sat on the couch next to Shane
SHANEI stood up from the chair, my hand lingering on the doorknob. I took one last look at Harley,as she turn to sleep in the hospital bed, and I turned to leave. As I walked down the hallway, I could hear the beeping of the monitors and the hushed voices of the nurses. I made my way to the window, exit, the moonlight streaming through the glass doors.I stepped outside, taking a deep breath of fresh air. That's when I heard a voice behind me. "Hey, Mr!" a nurse called out. I turned around, a puzzled expression on my face."Can I ask how you got in here?" the nurse said, looking perplexed. "It's against hospital policy to enter through the window.""Oh, I'm sorry!" I said, feeling a little embarrassed. "I'm a friend of the patient, and I just wanted to make sure she was okay."The nurse's expression softened a bit. "I understand," she said, a hint of sympathy in her voice. "But next time, please use the front door. I don't want you to get in trouble."I nodded my head and started
SHANEThe man's face fell when he saw me, his anger quickly dissipating. "You're... you're the son of Medes, aren't you?" he said, his voice softening. "I recognize you from when you were a boy."I nodded, a strange look on my face. "You knew my father?" I asked, my voice hesitant.The man nodded, a sad smile on his face. "I knew your father well," he said. "He was a great man. The formal Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack.”I stared into the man eyes, searching for any signs of deception. But his breathing was steady, his pupils unchanged, and his body language was relaxed. There was no trace of deceit, no hint of falsehood. He was telling the truth - I could feel it in my bones. This man knew my father and somehow he respected my father.“My father. How did you two know each other.” I stood to my feet, “tell me about my father.”“Well…we met when he came over to the human world. He was dark.. a-bit and then…he’s was the greatest Alpha I had ever seen.” He caught his breath a little. “Ho