experience being a kid for once in my life…
She snuck me away one day, took me shopping and to the fair that was going on in the next town over. I had a blast. It was the most fun I had ever had.
It ended tragically. I have never been the same since.
On our way home a semi veered off its side of the road, colliding with our vehicle. I came out with nary a scratch on me, werewolves are extremely resilient. My mother, however, was human and not so lucky. She was badly injured and put into a coma. Her name was Kristie Nightingale.
After two years of her being in the hospital, my father pulled the plug. Soon after, he remarried. I never forgave him for that. I never will. I love Laura and her daughter. They’re amazing women. But, what my father did and how he went about it is unacceptable in my eyes.
I took off for quite some time, needing to escape my treacherous world. When I did rejoin the werewolves it wasn’t with my father. I went to the Land of the Elves and joined the army there. That was how I got the mission of fetching the King’s daughter, my fiancée.
I teamed up with a couple other good men and headed out. Seeing Ember in the alley I could hardly believe my eyes. She looked completely different; dark red hair instead of blonde, rolling in waves down her back, eyes so dark they were nearly black. She stood about 5’7 or 5’8 with an amazing set of curves in all the right places. The ugly duckling story ran through my head. There before me stood a beautiful swan… a beautiful swan with a child.
I was never informed of Ember having a child over the years. It was hard to acknowledge. A part of me was extremely jealous. Werewolves mate for life, you see. They choose one person and have no other. The thought of Ember being with another man drove me wild, even if I was never too happy about our engagement.
But, turns out I got along better with her son, Kai, than I did with her. I spent many hours with him; teaching him how to carve out wood, playing with his make-shift toys, and helping him with his words. Mostly, he talked about his mother and how much he loved her. I got to know her better through him.
As I got to know Ember again I realized she wasn’t the same person as before either, not by far. She is hard-headed, strong-willed, sarcastic, beautiful, passionate, and ruined. Something about her suggested she had a hard life and that it wasn’t going to simply disappear. I knew I would have to work hard to earn her love this time. None of this would be easy.
I was angry to find it so hard to get her to like me again and because of this I lashed out at her a lot. I regret it now. If I could change the way I behaved, I would.
The first time I was ever civil towards her we wound up in a huge argument. Only this time, I wasn’t the one who started it. She acted as if she were dying to lash out at somebody.
Her arrogance did things to me that could never be explained. Our argument sparked a part of me long dead and before I knew what I was doing… I grabbed her and kissed her. I could tell we were both shocked by my reaction. She responded much better than I would have ever imagined. Until Damien ruined it. For a while she was angry with us both. I figured it was because she had feelings toward Damien all along. It was the only explanation I could come up with at the time.
One night she disappeared. We searched for her all day long. It drove me insane. When I finally found her lying on the ground in the woods my heart dropped. I thought she was dead. For just a split second, I considered taking my own life. That’s when I realized how deep I had fallen. I was in love with this girl. Who’d a thunk it? I never saw that one coming…
We spent a considerable amount of time together after that; constantly talking, exploring, learning and teaching, we even slept in the same bed… not in the way I would have wanted though.
I brought her to my favorite field. I planned on telling her about our
She snuck me away one day, took me shopping and to the fair that was going on in the next town over. I had a blast. It was the most fun I had ever had.
It ended tragically. I have never been the same since.
On our way home a semi veered off its side of the road, colliding with our vehicle. I came out with nary a scratch on me, werewolves are extremely resilient. My mother, however, was human and not so lucky. She was badly injured and put into a coma. Her name was Kristie Nightingale.
After two years of her being in the hospital, my father pulled the plug. Soon after, he remarried. I never forgave him for that. I never will. I love Laura and her daughter. They’re amazing women. But, what my father did and how he went about it is unacceptable in my eyes.
I took off for quite some time, needing to escape my treacherous world. When I did rejoin the werewolves it wasn’t with my father. I went to the Land of the Elves and joined the army there. That was how I got the mission of fetching the King’s daughter, my fiancée.
I teamed up with a couple other good men and headed out. Seeing Ember in the alley I could hardly believe my eyes. She looked completely different; dark red hair instead of blonde, rolling in waves down her back, eyes so dark they were nearly black. She stood about 5’7 or 5’8 with an amazing set of curves in all the right places. The ugly duckling story ran through my head. There before me stood a beautiful swan… a beautiful swan with a child.
I was never informed of Ember having a child over the years. It was hard to acknowledge. A part of me was extremely jealous. Werewolves mate for life, you see. They choose one person and have no other. The thought of Ember being with another man drove me wild, even if I was never too happy about our engagement.
But, turns out I got along better with her son, Kai, than I did with her. I spent many hours with him; teaching him how to carve out wood, playing with his make-shift toys, and helping him with his words. Mostly, he talked about his mother and how much he loved her. I got to know her better through him.
As I got to know Ember again I realized she wasn’t the same person as before either, not by far. She is hard-headed, strong-willed, sarcastic, beautiful, passionate, and ruined. Something about her suggested she had a hard life and that it wasn’t going to simply disappear. I knew I would have to work hard to earn her love this time. None of this would be easy.
I was angry to find it so hard to get her to like me again and because of this I lashed out at her a lot. I regret it now. If I could change the way I behaved, I would.
The first time I was ever civil towards her we wound up in a huge argument. Only this time, I wasn’t the one who started it. She acted as if she were dying to lash out at somebody.
Her arrogance did things to me that could never be explained. Our argument sparked a part of me long dead and before I knew what I was doing… I grabbed her and kissed her. I could tell we were both shocked by my reaction. She responded much better than I would have ever imagined. Until Damien ruined it. For a while she was angry with us both. I figured it was because she had feelings toward Damien all along. It was the only explanation I could come up with at the time.
One night she disappeared. We searched for her all day long. It drove me insane. When I finally found her lying on the ground in the woods my heart dropped. I thought she was dead. For just a split second, I considered taking my own life. That’s when I realized how deep I had fallen. I was in love with this girl. Who’d a thunk it? I never saw that one coming…
We spent a considerable amount of time together after that; constantly talking, exploring, learning and teaching, we even slept in the same bed… not in the way I would have wanted though.
I brought her to my favorite field. I planned on telling her about our
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