Andras
“What?” I must have misheard her because surely she is not saying what I think she is saying.
“I think you heard me just fine.” She tells me and I smile at her saucy reply.
“Are you sure?” I am not convinced that she even knows what it is that she is asking for. I would never hurt her and the fact that she is asking this of me makes me think that she trusts me, which really touches me. Deeply. But I don't think that she fully understands how temptin
Alec “You must be the Alpha.” I say, respectfully. I don't know anything at all about werewolves or their ways of living, but I do know enough to assume that the Alpha is like the King and the pack is sort of like his kingdom. Which is a big deal, even if the lifestyle is foreign to me. Regardless, though, I don't look right at him. Keeping my head lowered. Isn't that suppose to be a sign of respect or something? I show of submission? I don't really know, but it also avoids the weird eye contact situation with a stranger, so I don't mind keeping my head lowered. For now. He is so m
Bronwen A twig snaps behind me and I turn around to look. One of my uncles stands behind me and it takes me a minute to conjure up a name from the forty I have just heard in the last few hours. He is the one that looks like my dad.. the youngest one, which makes him.. “You are my uncle Zeke, right? Dad's youngest brother.” “Yes m'am, that is correct.” He looks at the expanse of the grassy knoll beside me and smiles. “Do you mind if I join you up there?” “Sure. Go ahead.” I
Andras Hearing Bronwen say that she didn't want to turn with me, hurt me down deep. But hearing her say that it was because she didn't think she would be complete without a family of her own... That destroyed me. I never really gave much thought to children before, because when I first turned I was a nineteen year old boy and I wasn't much interested in kids then. After that, I spent years angry at everything and everyone because of what my brother did this to us. To me. Why did he do this to us? How could he be so cruel? What did I do to deserve this? I was a good person. I have h
Morana “Have you told her yet?” I ask Alec, who gives me a guilty look. I think I just got my answer judging by that look. “Not yet. It's not like she doesn't have enough going on right now. She doesn't need to worry about this right now. Not when she is so happy to have finally found our real dad and to be meeting his family for the first time. I really want to just let her have this moment. All the other shit can wait.” He tells me, not even looking as if he fully believes his own words.
Bronwen “What?” I ask Alec, sure that I must have heard him wrong. They, whoever 'they' may be, want me to testify against Samuel.. where? For what? Then it hits me. Duh. I really hope this isn't about what I think this is about. “Would you care to elaborate a little more for me there, big brother?” I ask him and he turns to me with a small smile that quickly leaves his face. “Tell me everything, please.”
Bronwen The next morning, I wake up to find Andras sitting on the bed beside me, grinning down at me like the cheshire cat. “Good God, you are so freaking hard to wake up! It took me fifteen minutes.” He accuses me, with a huge, loving smile. “I am so very sorry that I was exhausted.” I tell him with a sardonic grin. "I shall try to do better waking up next time." “You see that you do. Because I can forgive it once, just don't let it happen again.” He says with a chuckle
Bronwen I sit alone in the woods for a while longer, just thinking about everything. I have so much on my mind that it's hard to get my thougths in any sort of order. I replay everything Noah said, dwelling on the possibility that I could either be sick or pregnant with Noah's baby. I can't stop contemplating about my future with Andras. What if I am sick.. what would we do then? Or worse, if I am having Noah's baby, will he leave me? I know how much he hates Noah.. what if it is like Samuel all over again. He would say he loves me enough to raise mine and Noah's baby, but then in a f
Bronwen I look around confused. Seriously, again? Some random person asks about my Mom, I tell them, they cry. Then I come to find out they have this deep, dark secret of a past with her and so on. I am kind of tired of it. I feel like this scene is played out. “Want to explain?” I ask Zeke, who just shrugs. “Meet Naomi Meyers. Shelby's sister.” Shelby's sister? This is my Mom's sister? My aunt? Now the whole thing about no seeing her s