Alice, Bloom, Lucy and I became really close over the next couple of weeks. The more I spent time with them, the more comfortable I became with talking openly.
I eventually told them about what High School was like from my perspective. Seeing as though Alice and Bloom had obviously never actually been to a high school before, they asked Lucy about what it was like for her, but I'd never tell them what it was like for me.
"Sang just tell us," they whined for the billionth time. And so I did. When I told them, they understood though. Alice told me when she first met me at dinner at my first day in the house, I looked shy and exactly how I'd described, but I was actually a 'bundle of fun' once they both got to know me.
I'd learnt all about how the wolves lived and the different roles and jobs within a pack. And I'd learnt about what happens to a wolf who can't find his mate. Like Gramps.
And that got me thinking.
It's now been a few weeks since I'd last seen Gramps. I wonder if he was thinking about me. Or wondering even the slightest little bit if I was okay, the way a proper guardian should. I wondered, when I'd finished having a shower and snuggled into bed next to Aiden, whether he missed me. Would he do anything to see where I'd gone? Would he ask about me? Would he be glad that I was gone?
All these thoughts raced around my head like a hurricane. It took me a while to get to sleep, but when I did, I knew it was always where I wanted to be, no matter what happens.
Right next to Aiden.
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The first thought I had when I woke up in the morning was that I didn't have any eyes.
And then I was like 'stop being a drama queen.'
It did take me a while to open them though. I groaned throughout the process. I mustn't have gotten back from the library until really late.
I'd been so entranced with the books that I stayed even after the girls left for their separate bedrooms.
It was like a candy store when I walked in. The room was everything I could have dreamed of! There were two floors, with a gold intricate-patterned railing travelling up the stairs and curling around 360° along the top floor. The bottom floor had a wooden table in the middle, multiple piles of old books stacked on top of each other, and surrounding it were big, fluffy, comfy chairs that practically ate you when you sat down.
There was barely any wallpaper showing. It was filled with hundreds of books, from new to old and thin to thick. There were a few comfy chairs here and there along the top floor, but I ended up snuggling up to one on the bottom floor, that was next to a gigantic fireplace sitting against the back wall when you walked into the room.
Surrounded by vintage flowered wallpaper, there was an old brick fireplace, with flowing orange embers casting a gentle glow about the room.
I didn't even need a jumper because the room was so warm. I found a version of Once by Morris Gleitzman, my absolute favourite book, and read it next to the fireplace.
The girls and I had brought in hot chocolate and sat around the wooden table in the middle of the room, books surrounding each of us, learning about the culture and way of life as a wolf. Of course, Lucy and I had been doing less of the teaching and more of he learning, but Alice and Bloom had found stuff that they didn't know in really old archives or stuff they'd forgot about. Our hot chocolate mugs were still sitting on the table.
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My Wolf-man
WerewolfPowerful forces can bond you together, but others can tear you apart. Sang McAlister's life is disinteresting, with only her one best friend and an abusive step father. High school is more obsessed with which jock gained the best abs over summer...
