The thought occurs to me as I watch the breeze continue while Alex tickles Cooper and his sweet giggles float across the wind and make me smile and so I voice it.
“Wait, what is the emotion that affects Air?”
In all the time I had known and trained with Gus he never once mentioned what his emotion was like my dad and Tellus had. Happiness, Anger, Sadness… what was the mystical fourth one?
The softest and smallest smile crossed Tellus’ face as he looked to me and then to my son and finally to my dad who shared the same smile as him.
“I didn’t realize you had never asked Gus, I wish you would have. He always had the best explanation for it, the best way to describe it.” Dad said.
“It’s love,” Tellus said to me.
Love…
“Oh,” I said more to myself. Love. I was havi
9 years later. { Raine } “MAMAAAAAAA!!” I released a deep sigh as her loud voice echoed through the house. What now for the love of the Goddess above, I muttered to myself. “Yes mija?” I called out. “Cooper stole my ice cream again!” Isabella, my youngest screeched.. “Ok mija, where is he?” “Across the field, by the training house,” she called out and sniffled. She was my baby, at only 7.5 years old. And while her brother was the sweetest and gentlest with her of his siblings, there were extenuating circumstances sometimes, and in this particular one, it wasn’t actually about his sister at all. I walked out to the front door and peered over. Sure enough, there he was. Cooper was 12 now, and standing there by the field building with him was Catalina, the only girl he had eyes for. This was the third tim
{ Raine } The ice pack was irritating the shit out of me but I knew I had to keep it on, had to keep up appearances like I was human. They would definitely notice that I was healed by now if I pulled it off and revealed my no longer bruised eye socket. I twitched my foot impatiently as I waited for my dad to show up. It had been 5 minutes since they called him, 3 minutes since I realized coming to the police was a mistake, and would be another 3.5 minutes until he walked in the door. The policeman was nice enough. He was a fit guy in his twenties who took my statement. My friend Maria had convinced me to come in about the assault and I had went along with it because a part of me thought it was the right thing to do, to blend in. But I was quickly realizing this was a huge mistake and I hadn’t figured out how to get out of here. Once the policeman heard the story I was no longer allowed to leave the building until we solved
“I have a lot to tell you, Raine. And I want to start by apologizing for not telling you sooner. But your mother insisted and as long as you were safe with her I had no reason to. Everything is going to take awhile to get out in the open and sort through but first I need you to understand two things. Number one, Your mother loves you more than anything in this world. And number two, you cannot go home or she will hurt you much worse than she did today.” I felt my breathing getting faster and shallower but I realized quickly it wasn’t panic, it was sadness. I was sad that this was the truth, but I didn’t seem to be concerned with the fact we were leaving. “First thing is first, we need to leave. Once we get on the road I will tell you everything and you can ask any questions you want but we only have 10 minutes to get out and get a good head start before people realize we left.” I just nodded when he looked t
“Ohh ok. Where to begin. Well, do you know where your mother and I are actually from? No? Ok, well we are from a town about 10 hours from here. It’s called Haven Creek. It’s a beautiful place surrounded by the woods. It’s a small town with people always moving through there.Your mama’s pack was hidden in the thickest part of the woods, far away from everyone in the town, kind of out of site out of mind. Human’s don’t know it is there, I wasn’t supposed to know either. I came to Haven Creek when I was 18. Your grandparents and I were fighting all the time. It was my fault, I was hiding a secret from them and it was making everything tense. I chose to leave. But I found myself in Haven Creek and it didn’t take long for me to realize it was where I was supposed to be,” he looked out the window as he spoke, as if he was seeing the memory play out in front of him. I glanced at the clock. 1 minute. “What was your secret?” I asked as he put his blinker on and started
Whoa. Ok, Elemental and werewolf. That was a lot to process.We continued on like that for hours. Asking questions, answering questions both spoken and unspoken. A Part of me felt betrayed, there was so much I didn’t know about my parents, so much they had kept from me. But there was another part of me that felt like everything finally made sense.I woke up to the sun streaming in and the my father humming along. I yawned and stretched before glancing at the clock. My dad had noticed I liked the timer going so he left it as it was. It now said +9hr45min so I knew we had to be close.“15 minutes out, Raine.” My dad said, answering my unspoken question.I nodded and scooted over so I could rest my head on his shoulder. I had always felt oddly connected to my dad. My mom used to wave it off and tell me everyone felt that way about their fathers when they were close to them. But n
Oh shit. My mate. My wolf was howling, this man was handsome as hell and his scent was doing things to me. My knees were weak just from looking into his eyes and it felt like time had stopped. I watched as his eyes changed back from their wolves to his and then he looked me up and down. Then suddenly his expression changed and his nose crinkled as if my scent repulsed him. “What is your name?” He asked me quietly. “Lorraine Molina,” the alpha said, answering for me. “A rogue? You’re a rogue?” he asked, disgust lacing his voice. “Matthew…”the alpha started presumably to explain who I was and everything but my supposed mate was too busy being a royal asshole to hear him. “A fucking rogue… of all the women I get paired with a filthy rogue,” he said as he took strides toward me until he was right in front of me. My heart was breaking with every word b
The anger rolled off my grandmother in waves and she stood up and began pacing. She was ranting in Spanish, clearly fuming and my grandfather’s eyes had narrowed into slits. I could feel the anger rolling off both of them in waves. “Please, you do not need to worry, I am alright. I accepted his rejection, and I just want to move on.” I pleaded. “You should have seen it,” my dad butts in, “That punk told her she was weak and unworthy, and then when she accepted his rejection he collapsed onto the floor and groaned uncontrollably at the pain while Raine stood strong never letting her emotions escape for his enjoyment. I was really proud. Clearly you both know and like this Matthew, but anyone who rejects someone based solely on rank does not deserve Raine.” He was basically bragging about me letting the gamma suffer while I held in my pain but I allowed it. It was technically the truth. My grandparents absorbed what
{ Unknown POV } His nightmares seem to be getting worse. I cannot find what the cause is and no matter what I do it seems I am not enough to cure them. I am not what he needs, or should I say who. There is no way that he remembers her, there is no possible way he misses her. Yet somehow I fear that it is her touch that he needs and not mine. I hold his tiny body in my arms as I rock him back to sleep in his chair. His head slumps against my shoulder and I hear his breathing even out. I release the sigh I was holding and stand, taking both of us back to my room. I had been trying, with no prevail, to move him into his room. But night after night, the bad dreams woke him if he slept anywhere else. At just 2.5 this sweet boy had been through more hurt than most do in a lifetime. I tried to make up for it, I spent all the time I could with him but I was not his mother. No, she doesn’t deserved to be called