Winter Paws

Meeting them once again

My mouth was opening and closing like a fish as everyone around the hall was staring at me with curiosity.

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Yeah... It is them right? I mean, except from the wrinkles and... Oh god is that... No... It can't be, my wolf gasped,

 It is, Oh my god... They're growing white hair! I pressed my lips together to prevent myself from laughing out loud.

 "What are you staring at human?" The angry guy growled, I really needed to learn their names, I thought to myself. I looked over at him and pointed at my parents.

"Them," I glared at them with hatred. I could see the panic in their eyes but managed to stared me down just like every other person here in the crowd, such pussies.

"Who?" The hot guy shouted, clearly annoyed with me not being specific. I rolled my eyes and shook out of his grip. Sighing, I turned to my parents who were looking elsewhere but me, I could see the nervous looks on their faces which made my eyes water lightly. I always thought they'd be talking about me and how they missed me but now they're clearly showing how much they actually did... none at all.

 I took a shaky breath and stared at the ceiling while blinking away the unshed tears.

 Face them Lola, face your biggest fear, my wolf encouraged me.

 I agreed with her and looked down straight into my mother's eyes. She showed only one emotion that I'll always be afraid of; hatred. I furrowed my eyebrows and clenched my fists.

 "You bitch!" I screamed in to the sea of werewolves. Gasps arose from the crowd as I held my stare on my mother. "You made me leave you made me suffer! What kind of mother do you think you are? Did you know I nearly died because I couldn't trust anyone? Do you know who made me vulnerable on the subject of trust? You!  You did!" I screamed angrily.

 I felt someone's grip on my arms holding me back away from the crowd of people. My mother was shooting me daggers and a look of disgust clearly displayed on her face. I didn't notice at first, but she sped-walked towards me and slapped my face, hard.

"Karma's a bitch right?" The hot guy whispered in my ear, I resisted the urge of growling out loud and evened my breathing.

"How dare you speak to me like that young lady? I would never in my life give birth to a dirty, rude and obnoxious girl like you! And besides, I'm a happy married women with no children... and I'd rather it stay that way!" She spat in my face. Tears were brimming at my eyes and I was shouting at myself to not let them get to me.

"You will never... never be a good mother, never." I whispered and shook my head at her. Sighing, I looked up at the hot guy and stared at him. His eyes showed confusion and anger but soon as his eyes caught mine, they softened. "Take me where you're supposed to take me... let's just get this over with." I spat as I brought my tied hands up to his face.

 He cleared his throat and glared at me, back to his cold self. "Take her down to the prison," He growled, I rolled my eyes and repeated what he said to me.  A fucking prison.

"You are fucking kidding me, a prison? A prison? How rich can you get?" I complained to the blonde who was carrying me away bridal style since they all thought my back was cracked... It'll heal soon, not a big deal.

"Yeah yeah," He mumbled with a bored expression.  My eyes widened in thoughts of more awesome rooms in this mansion.

"Do you have a kitchen? Wait no, of course you do, silly me. Do you have a big kitchen? Like lots of food? Can I have some? Will I have nice food in prison? Is the prison fancy like this place?" I rambled with more question trying to get the image of my parents' faces out of my head.