Nathan Black   Why am I always late?    It was frustrating, how I could never be where I was supposed to promptly when I needed to? And to make it even worse than it already was, no matter what I do, Sir Joshue would always be a step further from me.   It's not that I hadn't realized how alarming the stares he had given to mother when we were here eight years ago. Even with my young age, I could already decipher the look he had which was nothing but treacherous.   And with only a look from father, I was instantly on my feet to go after her. Though, I was sure that he would have gone there himself if not for the sly woman holding him back. As if everything was purposely planned to separa

Nathan Black It was unintentional. The whole point of me scenting her as of now was to showered her with the utmost comfort I could give. And yet, here I was, lost in the sweetness of her roses that I couldn't help myself but to shorten the invisible gap there was between us. Having my nose directly muffled to where her scent extensively emitted had almost had me weak to my knees. I had already whipped with only a whiff of her roses, now that it was this close, I almost lost all my senses. I was too addicted to her that I, without realizing it, had purred. With how close our bodies were to each other, I was most definitely sure she could feel the vibrations transmitted to her body. It had me frozen for a second bit, mind spiraling to the newfound fact I had just discovered. When was the last time I had been in so much peace that I fucking purred onto someone? That's right, never. She was the first to have me abandon all the turmoils whirling in my mind to only bask myself to her

Nathan Black “Nathan! Watch out!” Emma's reverberating voice echoed through the forest, alarmingly filled with terror as my eyes met those distasteful features. One I had hoped to never again cross paths with. What the fuck was Xena doing here? My teeth gritted, tightening my jaw to the unrequested guest while both of my hands had roughly pinned Sir Joshue to the ground. Shit, what should I do? She clearly had prepared to pounce over in our direction. With my hand being full, forbidding him from attempting any other charges towards me had made my back open for other attacks to slip by. Of course, by her. The growl underneath me was clear as daylight, snickering to the situation I was in. I huffed a loud breath frustratingly, knowing the limitation of choices I was given as of now. I had to be more cautious than I had been before. With the additional wounds from the brawl, and the gashes on my back that had unceremoniously gotten even larger now, another attack from her wo

Nathan BlackWhere was she?My legs time by time padded to a slower pace as it brought me to the all familiar places, one where I had left her in the hand of that worthless creature. What was I thinking when I knew what Xena had done to her, and how abusive she could be when it comes to her?I could never discard the memory that had awfully planted itself in my mind, as if I was experiencing it all over again the night we ambushed through her house.Starting from the scent of blood freshly reek itself even while we were still outside of the house, to the moment I busted into her room, only to witness her life almost slipping away from her body. I felt my throat swell just by the very thought of it, that it could easily happened again if I were to be stupidly careless.Can’t these legs swing faster, for god sake. It felt as though the world had moved slower than it had actually been, with my mind often directed to her being. The area that once seemed eerie had morphed into a much gri

Nathan BlackShe's in a slumber again.It must be extremely exhausting to shift for the first time, as it took a high focusing level to do that. And with a lot of training.It reminded me of when Ethan had first turned into a wolf, all excited that he was happily jumping around me and mother.Though when he shifted into his human form, he immediately fell to the ground. He couldn't move a single limb, similar to her, that he had started crying. Not stopping until mom had her fingers slipped through his hair, patting him into sleep.My hand softly ran through her hair, lulling her to her contentment. It was all thanks to my mother that I could calm her down from her anxiousness.A sigh left my lips as I took in her features, so peaceful that I wished she hadn't had to go through all those painful stages of her life.As much as relieved sipped through me seeing her peace and well, the fatigue that I never realized piling inside my body finally came out. Slowly moving my hand away from