My Sunflower My Universe//(Completed)

Chapter 35

Sigh... Last day of our week off. Tomorrow I will have to head back to work at the gallery. Mew will go back to running his multiple affairs. Reality is finally setting it, and I just want to ignore it for just a smidge bit longer.

I just want to stay here on this oversized and very comfortable couch, lazing around on this yacht, soaking in this breathtaking sunset while the cool breeze continues to caress my sun kissed skin, and sip on this glass of wine.

Whipped out of my thoughts, I realized I was out here a little longer than I intended. The sky was now drenched in darkness, giving ways for the almost full moon and the stars to shine.

There's one gulp of wine left in my glass and I just want to hold on to it just a tiny bit longer and pretend there's a reason why I needed to be out here on this deck instead of inside sleeping next to my man.

It's all still a bit so overwhelming, but Mew has been an absolute dream. Then again he's had years to prepare and cope. He remembered everything since he was 8, I was too doped up by a bunch doctors to make heads or tails of all the dreams and the flashes I was having all these years.

I'm going to be so pissed if I wake up and this was all a dream.
Because, how could all this be real?
I hated that a small part of me was still unsure. Could my mind really make all of this up?

I look down at the marble size fireball I was  playing with in between my fingers and chuckled.

We have a pretty good handle on our powers now, unless new ones decide to just pop up. Mew with his teleportation, super speed, water, ice, the normal werewolf powers and telepathy. That last one was the hardest to control. A lesser man and that would have driven him crazy already.
Mines weren't that taxing on the mind, also super speed, fire, air, telekinesis, astral projection, summoning spirits and we can both feel our bonds with everyone strengthening as if they were all becoming part of our pack.

At times that new bond felt beautiful, like the awakening of countless wolves within their humans. Or the feeling of new spirit wolves coming into these world in a new baby. Which is a relief, because this new generation was being born without them more and more every day. Unfortunately those will always remain as just humans.

Other times the bond was painful. We didn't feel the actual physical pain but know when someone had just died tragically and wrongly. Being an omega and somewhat of an empath, I feel it all even more. Haven't told Mew but I think he knows.

I can't shake the feeling that something out there is coming for us. In many occasions I've felt a negative presence seeking us. I'd just ask Mew to teleport us somewhere else, never telling him the reason though. I am not sure I'd be able to take it if he started  looking at me like I was crazy. Like my family looked at me my whole life.

Alex

Sigh

Since I've found out I was able to summon spirits, I have been trying to summon Alexander. My baby. My son.

Perhaps it's because he is not of this universe that I can't reach him?

I just want to see him one last time, make sure he is OK.

The little ball of fire in my hand that I was absent-mindedly twirling in between my fingers suddenly froze, fell down and shattered on the ground.

I slowly turned my head around to glare at the culprit. But once I saw him, he took my breath away. He always takes my breath away.

His jet black hair has gotten a bit longer falling on his forehead a bit disheveled and sexy. The moonlight was dancing on his smooth pale skin accentuating his lean muscles. I swear the man's six packs have their own six packs.