Open Fire

Rowan

"Cl-aa-ra?" My mate stutters tears forcing their way out of his eyes.

"Ezie" she says almost crying herself.

Ezra rips from the couch and embraces my mother into a hug. They stand there silently enjoying their reunion. They pull back Ezra looks at her and says "I thought you were dead."

"Rowan's father saved me. I have a cross mate. And so do you. Its my daughter."

Ezra looks at me his face still wet. "What does that make you Ro?"

I stand up and wrap my arms around him. "I'm a hybrid."

"Listen Ezie. You can stay here. But like me no one must know you are they enemy. Only us and Rowan's father can know."

Ezra still has his gaze on the floor as I am still in his grasp. He kisses my forehead. He lets go. "Clara there is something you need to know."

"Yes."

"It's mason."

"Ah mason. I miss the old chap. You know we dated for a little-"

"He's dead." He choked on his tears. I held his hand for strength.

"He's what?"

"He wanted me to tell you that he always loved you."

She sat on the couch softly taking it in.

"I guess that's why he hated werewolves more than usual. Because he lost you to one."

"He didnt lose me to one. In fact he was the reason I found my mate."

I crawl into my mothers lap holding her close. She Crys.

"Its my fault he dead." Ezra says out loud.

"I'm sure it wasn't. "Mom says.

I gulp. "He didnt mean to." I leave my mother's lap to snuggle into my crying Ezra.

"He was trying to kill Ro. I think he felt like another werewolf took someone close. I couldn't let him touch her. I'm sorry Clara."

"I do not blame you Ezra. I would have done the sme if he touched my baby girl." She sighs. "I will go tell Arron the good news." She gets up and turns to the door. Before she leaves she says with one hand on the door. " I love you both." Then she's gone. Ezra slips one hand under my legs and one under my back. He carries my gently to my hammock. He stands over me. Ezra. I love him. My everything. Staring into his beautiful eyes. 'My everything' he places his lips onto mine. Its like a work of art. We move in sync. Tiny dancers. Tiny violin players. A symphony. He breaks off and rolls to my side. He grabs my hand like hes holding on for dear life. I snuggle into him. The sun sets. My mom calls us in for Dinner. We reluctantly roll off of the hammock. We walk into the kitchen. "Daddy this is Ezra. My mate."

He stands up and shakes his hand "young man you will sit by me."

Ezra gulps but I squeeze his hand for strength.
"If you are going to stay here I have rules. Number 1. No one must know what you are. 2. The vampires must think you are dead and finally if you hurt Rowan I will not hesitate to rip out your throat. "

"Yes sir."

"Dad your scaring him." I tell him.

"And Ezra I will let you in on a secret. We don't want to kill your species. But you won't call truce. An old man like me wants to settle down" he squeezes mom's hand. "And love his wife and his family. Just be."

Ezra looked as if he were seeing another side of us werewolves. Like when he met me just again.

After supper Ezra and I go on a walk through my town.
"Its beautiful." Ezra tells me stopping us at the street lamp. He leans against the lamp and I lean into him.

"Ro?"

"Yes?"

"Your family is so different then I imagined it."

"Cause you have been imagining it wrong."

He chuckles.

"E?"

"Mmmhm."

"What if they come back for you?"

"That won't happen."

"But what if it does?"

He pulls my face to look in his eyes. "I won't let them touch you."
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OHMYGOD I am soo sorry for not updating. School just started which means everything is crazy!
Keep reading and super apologies to my co-writer Kat. Love you babes keep writing!!

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