Love Bites (Completed)

Chapter 35 Part 2

"For Attractive lips, speak words of kindness.

For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.

For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.

For beautiful hair, let a child run their fingers through it once a day.

For poise, walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone.

People, more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed. Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you will find one at the end of each of your arms.

As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself and the other for helping others."

― Sam Levenson

Crispin's P.O.V

Her wolf's wail of anguish ricocheted off the thick trunks of oak trees as birds flapped their wings fervently above us. Their shrill shrieking giving weight to the heavy atmosphere. Horrified, I watched as Torrin's wolf hunched over once again and howl in misery.

"Whats going on?! The process should be over by now! What the hell is happening to her?!" I barked looking around at the confused and terrified pack member's.

"Elder Madrid you have to do something!" Mace yelled in panic as he rushed over to grab a hold of her shoulders to make her pay attention to him. Her face looked stricken but not with fear but with something else. Her wide gloomy eyes now sparkled with happiness as a creepy smile spread over her cracked lips.

"It-its her..." She whispered in a daze, still staring ecstatically at Torrin's withering wolf.

"What do you mean 'it's her'?!" Skylar yelled coming over to shake the old woman's shoulders but she was clearly lost in her own head.

"Forget it" I seethed. No one could tell me what was wrong with my mate and I was pissed. "TORRIN!" I yelled as I began to run over to her crumbled body of fur but a bright light blinded me and caused me to trip and fall. I could hear the small shrieks of surprise as everyone shielded their eyes from the powerful glow. What the hell is that? Is not the sun...it's almost midnight. How could anything be so-...

My thoughts were cut off as I felt my insides being pulled towards the center of the field. I looked up from the wind swept grass to find Torrins wolf being magically transformed and refigured. The air was sucked from my lungs and everything went pitch black. I tried my hardest to shout but my voice was caught in my throat. A cast of white light, hovered over a new wolf that lay on the ground.

Its fur: pure white with sliver hairs on the ends. From yards away I could just imagine the feel of the thick silk running over and through my fingers. The same marking as mine set on its head and its eccentric blue eyes poured into mine. Etches of silver and red coated it irises and a black mark was bared on its hind leg...no.

It can't be.

It seemed as if the rest of the pack followed my gaze as they all took in a sharp breath and one by one bowed their heads and lowered themselves to their hands and knees in submission. The wolf's eyes never left mine as I felt a magnetic pull towards the beautiful creature.

Mine...

Torrin's P.O.V

I felt powerful.

Strong.

Brave.

Beautiful.

Courageous.

I felt everything I hadn't felt before. I could hear the pounding of Crispin's heartbeat, see the individual eyelashes on his eyes, I could sense the people surrounding me and even smell the strong vampire aroma blazing off of Crispin like a batch of freshly baked cookies. His blood called out to me as I watched the liquid flow through his veins that protruded from his strained muscles. His face awe-shocked as he stared at me marvelously.