I fall on bended knees humbling myself and preparing to beg her to save my love. I am willing to throw all dignity aside and beg.
I couldn't believe that I am capable of feeling love. My aunt always told us stories about everyman who became successful met his match first, the one to challenge him, the on e who would love him no matter what, he one that would be a mother to the kingdom. Now I have and I felt that any moment she could slip beyond my grasp.
Clasping my hands together I look to my great- aunt, "Please make her wake up, please. I'll do anything. I'll give up the throne. Give it to my cousin. I just want to protect her. Please make her wake up."
"Why?" she questions, "Why should I save this girl? What's so different about her?"
"I feel important when she looks at me. I am stronger when she is around. But more than that I want to be better for her. I get nervous thinking about how she'll react when she finds out why I am the way I am living between two forms. But also excited to tell her I love her, because I do with all my heart. She's funny and warm, kind and caring. She makes me a better person and I want to be what she know I can be because I love her. I love her. Is there anything more important than the fact I love her?" I just hope she feels the same when she wakes up. By the time I finish my eyes are closed and my head is parallel with the ground.
I put my feelings, everything I have felt from the moment I met her, out there hoping that this leap in faith cures her and gives me another chance.
"Ok, nephew, I will heal her but our bargain is still intact, you still have to make her fall in love with you before the last petal falls."
I thank every god out there and the goddesses that I could remember that my aunt is a miracle worker.
She goes into the cabin working her magic. I hear murmuring and the burning of something. I sigh when she walks back out the door with a smug look on her face.
As she is fading from view she shouts, "Don't forget about the lunar eclipse in two days."
Stopping mid step I think about what this means for me, for us. I will be human during the day. When night light falls during the day.
She can see me.... as me!
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The Cabin, the Woods, and the Wolf #watty2016
WerewolfWaking up in a place she doesn't know. Remembering vague details about she got there. Lastly there is the fact she is being held in the cabin by a massive wolf, who shows when he wants or when she is about to escape back to her own miserable house...
