~Veola~
He's dead. That was what I was told. Miley said a hunter had shot a wolf and Miley believed it was Talon since Talon's the only wolf people have seen in four years. The knowledge of his death had.....broken me.
For three days I lay in my bed, cradling his favorite blanket to my chest. My body was numb. My heart seeming to stop beat. I had stopped crying. My tear ducts all dried up. I haven't eaten, slept, or even spoke since Miley told me the devastating news.
I know you think I'm over exaggerating. That Talon was just a wolf, but he wasn't. He was more than that. He was the last tie I had to my father. The last thing I had received from him and now that last gift was dead. Ripped away from me by a single bullet.
I hated that hunter. Everyone knew Talon was my wolf and yet the hunter had shot him...and skinned him!
What kind of a cruel world was this? What kind of world did we live in?! The kind that ruins lives and claims innocent souls.
I closed my eyes and took in a shaky breath. The reality of Talon's death was still being processed in my mind. My brain knew he was dead. Knew he was gone. But apart of me...my heart...thought otherwise.
It still clung to that thin sliver of hope that they had gotten Talon confused with another wolf. That Talon was alive and well. But I knew the truth. Talon was gone forever.
----------Five Days----------
It was time. Time for me to move on. To forget, just like I always did when I lost something I loved. I have grieved enough and will now stop. I had to be strong. In honor of Talon I must be strong.
Dressed in white harem pants, black hightops, and a loose pink half shirt, I held my head high as I walked to my first class. I'd missed enough school. If I wanted to fullfill my dream and open an animal clinic I must succeed in school first. Education equals success in life. Talon would want this. My parents would want this.
Though the grief and agony of all I've lost stuck my determination to succeed helped me to push past it. I will not be hindered. I will not let the grief and pain hold me back. I can do this. I will do this.
For my papa.
My mama.
For Talon.
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My Pet Werewolf
Hombres Lobo*Mature Content* "You bastard!" I beat against his chest as angry tears spilled from my eyes. All this time he's been here. All this time he's made me think he was gone. "Do you know how much pain you put me through you selfish son of a bitch?!" Ho...
