Finding Truth

Chapter 17

 "Sooo are we going to keep walking around freezing our asses off?" Gwen snaps at me.

"I sure as hell hope not." I respond quietly looking down at my feet.

This was my idea to come here. I don't really remember where Aden and I had run into the wolves, but I know it must have been in this general area. At least I hope it was.

I guess I didn't think about the fact that they could've moved where they were hiding out. These mountains are massive. Not to mention the fact I didn't even know if they were actually living in this area of the mountains or just hunting.

"Well, I guess now is as good a time as any for you to tell me what the hell happened before we got here with Mr. Blue Eyes."

We slow down and I start kicking the snow as we walk trying to focus on the man I saw in the tree line.

"There's not much to tell honestly. I got the chills, turned around, and there he was. Just staring at me in the tree line. I couldn't make anything out other than his eyes just like the first time."

"That's it huh? Because I had to drag you towards the portal Sammy. I don't think that is 'it'."

"I don't know. Okay? It's the same weird feeling. It's like I'm drawn to him. I wanted to walk to him. Is that bad?"

"Well, it sure as hell isn't good."

"I know that. Weird man that I can't remember anything about besides his eyes probably isn't good. But is it bad?"

"Sammy, I really can't answer that for you. But I am wondering how you're feeling about Aden right now."

"That's a whole other can of worms and you know it."

"It seems like we have a while until these flea infested hounds make themselves known so you might as well get it off your chest."

"I guess you're not wrong. It's just all so confusing. Aden has been my best friend for years and I thought he was the love of my life after everything started to happen. I do still love him. But I realized I don't actually know him at all. Like fuck Gwen, he's over a hundred years old. I'm eighteen."

"Well... I guess when you put it like that it does get a little more complicated."

"No shit."

I let out a shaky breath and walk over to the down tree we've passed at least three times at this point and brush off the snow to sit down. There's no use in just tiring ourselves out walking in circles. The wolves will smell us either way. If we're lucky, Trenton will be with them when they do.

Gwen hands me a granola bar to snack on since we skipped breakfast to leave early and we sit in silence, engulfed by our own thoughts.

I miss Aden. My Aden to be specific. Not the great nephew of a King who wants to use me as a weapon. I miss the Aden that would come over and shit on vampire diaries but be totally locked into the plot.

Hell, I miss who I was three months ago. I feel like a shell of a person. Everyday it's something new I need to worry about. I didn't even get to bury or say goodbye to my mom. I miss not knowing about this world. I don't care about stupid evil witches that want war on the world, or fae that acted like my best friend, or werewolves that think I'm some mythical Praecantrix that will save the world.

I just want to be Samantha Marie Wikinson. The daughter to a loving mother and workaholic father.

But that's not me anymore. Is it?

I lean back and let the sun beat down on my face trying to soak up any warmth that I can. The breeze coming through the forest down the mountain side tries to counteract the sun showing through but I refuse to let it.