>Yohan I took Maya back to her room and laid her down on the bed.This was bad. I had no idea what had happened but I could tell whatever was happening was bad. I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her.Why did she suddenly get a headache? A headache so bad she fainted. There were two things I could think of.One, either it's got something to do with Quincy’s blood.Or Two, she suddenly remembered something that was sealed off. I can understand that opening a memory that was supposed to be locked can be painful but not like this. It’s not supposed to give you any physical pain.

>YohanMaya’s been having nightmares every night but still can’t remember anything. My only deduction was the logical part of her was still making her forget. Afterall, her memories were sealed for seven years, so of course it’ll take some time for her to actually remember.Unless.I sighed.Unless, she comes in contact with another trigger.It took me a lot of courage to come to the decision to let things be. In fact it takes the same amount of courage every single day since she wakes up every morning scared as hell. Seeing her hurt, hurts me.I’m worried about her but if I give her the ring back there would be no point of all of this. We’ll go back to point zero.But I’m glad, when she’s finally up she gets back to normal. The rest of the day is peaceful and normal but I can’t help but feel a bit guilty. It’s my choice after all.I sighed. Honestly, I might have given the ring back but after seeing what triggered her memories I just can’t. I can’t shake off the feeling that somethin

>YohanAs Maya fainted in my embrace I sighed and picked her in my arms then looked at my parents.“Why are you here?” I inquired.“To see you obviously.” My dad answered.“You could have at least told me beforehand!” I was angry, “You came here completely unannounced!” I shook my head, “You really ruined something major for me.”I readjusted Maya in my arms and both of the uninvited guests looked at her, “She’s your mate?” My father asked.“Yes.” I gritted my teeth, “Please leave.” I began to walk towards the stairs to take Maya to her room when my dad answered.“I have something I need to talk to you about.” I glanced back at him, “Put some pants on and come down.”I didn’t answer him and continued to ascend the stairs. I walked into Maya’s room and laid her down on her bed. I sighed as I looked at her face, she was sleeping soundly.I placed my hand on her cheek.“This wasn’t supposed to go this fast.” I whispered as I wondered why nothing would go my way when it came to my own ma

nds which she clung onto very dearly.The wolf stopped in front of her and spat the big chunk of meat in its mouth away. As it growled at her I could clearly see those ugly blood bathed teeth that dripped red on the ground. I pulled Nena aside so that she couldn’t see anything from the window and then I ran out.Mom’s back was towards me while she faced the wolf. The demon spared me a glance but deemed me of no importance, perhaps because I was a child?As he was about to pounce on his prey I got the gun out, aimed at it and fired. It didn’t hit any of the vital places but it did hit his leg and threw off his trajectory. It fell down and I shot it again while I got closer but it didn’t seem like it had much effect.My mother turned to me and grabbed the gun from my hands.She was breathing heavily but her injuries didn’t seem fatal. She readjusted the bullets and shot the demon again, straight in the head with a bullet, slightly different than the rest. Nothing of much notice than th

>>Maya (Present time) Every time I had nightmares I woke up with a jump even though I would forget everything when I opened my eyes. But, unlike all those times, this time I woke up normally. My eyelids opened slowly and I remembered everything. Every single detail of that day from seven years ago that was supposed to be special yet turned into the most horrific day of my life. I sat up slowly and slumped against the back of the bed, took a soft deep breath and then gave myself a painful smile. I placed my hand on my chest. It hurt remembering all that, the pain was exactly the same as how it was on that day, maybe because for me, it was a fresh memory or maybe it will always hurt like this. Tears slipped down my cheeks but I didn’t make a sound. I always hated wolves for what they did but now I hate werewolves more. If it was just wolves one could say it was because it was an animal so the incident or accident happened, but they were were’s. Perfectly capable of thinking and pla