A Wolf's Tear

twenty-one - Realization

The night after Selena talked with her brother, she felt unsure. There were so many things that she feared that may happen to Talon. Katie had Talon’s wolf and if she chose to, she could hurt him. But if it was her brother’s will then she needed to give him time even if all that Selena wanted was to kick his door down and pull Katie out from Talon’s bed and drag her out of the gates.

The thought of Katie and Talon alone, in a locked room, and the fact that Katie wore Talon’s mark didn’t make her feel less anxious.

An image formed in her head. It was Talon and Katie kissing each other. The mere image alone caused her to feel queasy.

While she sat on the basement couch, Selena took a sharp breath and leaned on the armrest. She had already become accustomed to living here. Every night was a silent recluse, giving her a lot of time to think and rest.

She wondered how Talon would truly react if he saw her living like this. She surmised that he would probably give their cousin a mouthful and to some extent, Selena too. That man never stopped himself from seizing the opportunity to show his selflessness except for the moment he marked Katie.

Selena realized it was what he deserved though she doubts Katie should be graced by his kindness.

She pulled her legs up on the couch and reclined, her thoughts bouncing from topic after topic, trying so hard to not let Nathaniel invade her mind again. Stupidly, Nathaniel was all she could think about, and the lies in his gray eyes tantalized her.

‘Think of my words, Selena. I hope you find them true someday.’ It was Nathaniel who whispered those words.

“Seriously, the gull of that man!” Selena murmured under her breath. “You’re so full of shit Alpha Stormwind. You and your stupid face, your stupid title, your everything.”

It all seemed like she was never going to let him go in her thoughts. He was a serial invader and even if she concealed her true feelings, the absence of her wolf would always be proof that she still hasn’t moved on.

“Curse you. I hope you burn in a house fire.”

“What’s a curse?” A voice popped out of her side.

She jolted and quickly looked at her side. Sebastian’s eyes stared at her as they beamed with untamed curiosity.

She was so caught up with her musings that she failed to notice the child walking up to her. If only Francis smiled so innocently as his child does, she would be more inclined with sharing her feelings with him. Sadly, he didn’t have the kind of sound mind she hoped for him to have.

“Miss Luna, what’s a curse?”Sebastian asked again. “Can cursing make you burn?”

His innocent eyes hopefully looked at her. She wasn’t sure if it was rightful to tell him now. Could it be that he was still too young? Francis probably won’t like it if she taught his son things he shouldn’t know about.

“I don’t think your older brother would like it if I told you.” She flattened her lips and sat.

She pulled Sebastian to her side and put her arm around his tiny body. It felt nice holding him like this. It was like holding a miniature version of Francis, but less grumpy and certainly a lot more adorable.

Sebastian leaned on her shoulder, holding her arm while he looked at her with widened eyes. The look disarmed Selena, thinking of how precious the wolf pup was.

“Please, Luna,” he begged. “Please…”

She felt her knees give in as her resolve softened. Well, it was Francis. He probably wouldn’t hurt her if she told Sebastian, right?