FOUND : INDIGO (18+)

CHAPTER 8 : Alpha

Song: This is the orchestral version of Microcosmos, a song by BTS. I suggest you listen to this with your headphones on. You'll be amazed. Credit to Leeplay Orchestral❤💜

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Violet

It was only a day ago that I had left to enroute to a different destination. Silver Summit. As much as that name had caught my attention, I couldn't wait to go home.

I felt excitement, eagerness rush through me, to be home, to experience what home felt like. It felt like a new fever I wanted to cure and the cure being home itself. I couldn't wait to be home, with my people. Yup, my people. If I had decided to go for it, then I better accept everything that comes with it.

It was a whole new world for me, but that wasn't going to stop me from exploring it. I was willing to learn all of it. I wasn't going to step back. One step at a time, slow and steady I was going to learn everything.

Indigo looked strong. I mean his wolf looked strong and to be true he looked like a savage beast with the dark black fur that contrasted his amber eyes.

I had seen dad in my dream last night. He looked like a WWF fighter. A good and strong and powerful man. His looks gave it. My dad was so strong. The way he talked and walked made me think, rather believe that Indigo was the same. Mom looked intimidating too with a natural fire in her eyes and speech.

I don't know if I could be any of that but I could definitely try. Or maybe I was somewhat like them. I learnt that from dad's joking behaviour. I was a person who was easy to life. I didn't fret much, I was content and I lived it happily. I created a lot of mischief around the orphanage, pulled amole of pranks in school, dragging along with me some of the others who needed to live a little.

But I never let the blame affect them. I took it over me because I was the sole reason to it. But then I used to see them smile and laugh while they enjoyed and it healed me, mentally.

I was sure Indigo had grown up to be like dad. And I had already made up my mind about fixing everything up that I had missed. I was going to ask Indigo to teach me to grow up to be strong like him, maybe. I don't know any of that stuff to be honest.

So, yeah. A lot to learn.

I had already started teasing Indigo and calling him cute was hilarious which annoyed him big time. For such a big werewolf, I guess he didn't like being called cute but he only looked at me with so much love in his eyes. And then he kept licking my face and nuzzling me all the time.

Now if that is not cute culture behaviour, than what is?

We had the same eyes like our mother. And when he looked at me, it felt like mom was looking down at me through those eyes. I could and would never forget their faces.

Now I wished I had more dreams about them.

Indigo's wolfy eyes displayed emotions of love and at the same time they appeared beastly. For such a scary-looking wolf, him displaying affection was something I couldn't understand. He was a wild animal right now, but his eyes betrayed his wild form. It felt like he needed this love all along.

I just couldn't stop thinking about his eyes, from the dream I had, the same color as his wolf's eyes. He had the same curly hair like dad. In a way, he was like a father to me right now. He definitely was.

His aura radiated fierceness and immense power. It was ferocious and dominant just like dad's. He kept wagging his fluffy, thick black tail all this time showing he was happy. It looked good on him, on a big wild wolf.